Lord of the Silver Crow

Madam Noni was horrified to see that her arm was twisted.

Then, one after another, pitch-black cracks opened violently on her arm.

It's like eyes, eyeballs.

However, unexpectedly, and beyond Mrs. Noni's own knowledge, she did not have any emotional fluctuations at all in the face of this terrifying situation.

Oh yes, she is not capable of emotions.

Everything she has, including cognition itself, is foreign.

Now, these things are leaving me.

In a strange calmness, she opened her eyes, watching black cracks appear one after another on her arm, and seeing eyeballs covering her arms one after another.

And after those black eyeballs emerged, the delicate white skin at the junction of her head and neck gradually faded, turning into a rough doll made of paper sawdust and adhesives.

Is that what I am? Not even porcelain dolls.

In the fading consciousness, Mrs. Noni's last sigh was the material of a doll.

And when Mrs. Noni's consciousness fell into silence, the eyeballs on her body also moved. On Mrs. Noni's main body, the black eyeballs on the rough human figure, from Mrs. Noni Separated from the body, scattered in all directions.

Only this crude doll in Mrs. Nori's fine evening gown was left standing where it was.

Those black eyeballs are attached to various things.

After being attached, the shape of those things also changed, and, as if they were alive, they quickly spread out to various locations, and scattered away from Sir Moga's mansion.

Several of them, however, bumped into Sir Morgar.

His eyes flickered with a flame-like luster, and his eyes froze.

Although these things attached to the teacup coasters and the like stopped immediately, it was too late.

The heat wave opened with the corners of his mouth, and the flames rolled his anger gushing out.

And at this time, a hole suddenly opened on the wall of the teacup, and a voice that belonged to his wife that he was familiar with came out:

Mo—

However, almost at the moment when the voice sounded, Sir Morga stepped down heavily with his raised right leg——

boom.

Amidst the heavy sound, the teacup was crushed by his foot.

The flames at the corners of his mouth and beside his eyes lingered like smoke traces, making him look a little strange.

Then

Flames spewed out from his mouth, forming waves of flames that attacked the surroundings.

The flame rose up.

on fire!!!

Yago, who was waiting in the hall, suddenly heard such a voice.

Then, ladies and gentlemen shouted in surprise.

And the butler also shouted to let the guests leave.

Mr. Rosen! It's on fire!

Maggie, who hadn't started enjoying dinner, also noticed the smoke screen that emerged after the butler and servants shouted.

Let's leave quickly.

While thinking about what happened in his heart, Yago escorted Maggie out of the house.

The hall where hundreds of guests gathered was still a bit crowded when they wanted to leave.

And Yago squeezed into such a crowd, watching around while protecting Maggie.

Extraordinary.

Before, because of the bending of the probability line, some of the people he judged to be Extraordinary or carrying mysterious objects came out of the window, and some of them entered other rooms connected to the hall.

There are also some Extraordinary people who don't know if they have any relationship with Sir Moga, or they go out together with the crowd, or they watch the guests crowding out.

Such a coincidental fire is not natural at all. Of course, Yago can judge that it is man-made.

But, the question is, who started the fire, who set the fire?

The lines of probability one after another are too complicated, but.

Fire location.

As he concentrated, the direction of the strange thief's induction gradually became clear.

Then

More than ten directions.

There are at least fifteen points of fire.

The conclusion drawn only by the direction of the induction probability line is not rigorous, but it is not much worse.

So, who set the fire?

If you are an Extraordinary with the probability path, it is not difficult to do this, such as passing through the line of probability, overturning the wall lamp or other fire sources at the same time, adjusting and increasing the burning possibility of combustibles, etc.

Yago can do this.

But the problem is that Yago didn't feel the line of probability being shaken, and he didn't feel the power of someone using the probability approach.

Is it Chetaros?

Or is it the power behind Sir Morga?

If Mrs. Noni is really related to Chetaros, then Chetaros should also have a reason for Chetaros to do this on purpose.

There are forces behind it, and the connection between itself and various forces is close?

While speculating on the forces behind Sir Moga, Yago also wondered if other forces acted immediately after getting his information?

I didn't expect that, Mo Jia.

A short sound followed by a series of gunshots.

boom! boom! boom!

After a series of gunshots, Mo Jia, who was hit by the bullets, flew upside down and hit the wall as if he had suffered a powerful impact.

There was a not-so-shallow depression in the wall.

His clothes were torn, but patches of black and red could be seen from the holes in the clothes.

The next moment, Mo Jia's body suddenly swelled up, with huge curly horns growing on his head like the horns of an argali sheep, his body was covered with black and red scales one after another, and flames circulated around his body.

The star path, the beast whisperer of Sequence 7, or a monster.

Able to harness the power of extraordinary beings sealed within the body.

It's just that to use power, the appearance needs to change accordingly.

Seeing Mo Jia standing up again, the man's right hand gripped the revolver tightly.

Visible to the naked eye, his flesh and blood seemed to be glued together with the revolver.

Sequence 7, living machinery!

Mo Jia's eyes widened suddenly.

Can't escape!

Mo Jia, who dodged but also made judgments, had a thick horny layer on those monster-like faces.

The next moment, a bullet slammed into the thick black and red cuticle of his face.

It was as if sawdust and rocks were cracked through the cuticle, and fell down wrapped in bullets that failed to penetrate the flesh and blood.

At the same time, Mo Jia opened his mouth violently, and violent flames spewed out from his slightly swollen throat and cheeks, rushing towards the opponent.

However, at this time, Mo Jia saw the smile on the other party's face.

not good!

At this time, Mo Jia felt that his right leg seemed to be out of control.

It is the ability of the handicapped!