After waking up

Find someone and solve the problem in the shortest possible time! This is the thought in Mulan's mind at the moment. The other world is also extremely dangerous for him, especially when the troubles he is facing cannot be effectively solved. Of course, Mulan also has some plans.

"Barton, don't get lost. If you get lost here, you won't be able to come back."

"Okay sir!"

Mulan held his fangs and kept increasing his speed. In front of him was the storm in the other world, and there seemed to be something dirty moving high in the sky outside a thin film.

"Shua~"

The fangs brought out the light and drew an arc in front of Mulan. The arc of light continued to move forward, splitting the storm and carving out a path.

"Ah~ah~" "Ah~"

In the storm on both sides, Mulan could vaguely see crows flapping their wings from the corner of his eyes.

Mulan reminded himself that this was an illusion caused by mental influence. The Crow Queen was very far away. Although the space span of the other world was chaotic, from this position to the vicinity of Basman's forest, it must be extremely difficult in the other world. The distance is exaggerated, even across many different foreign spaces.

Yes, the other world may not be coherent, and the activities of demons also have rules and scope. Of course, this foreign land can be broken, and it is more like areas in the other world that are affected by some kind of power.

But the appearance of the crow also made Mulan unable to take it lightly.

"Ah~"

A crow suddenly rushed out of the storm, and passed by Mulan like a sharp sword. With a "sizzle", it cut through a shadow in the storm.

"Ugh——"

A shrill scream came from that corner, and then something continued to explode like cold water pouring into boiling oil.

Mulan ignored this change, but vaguely realized something in his heart.

The Crow Queen is the guardian of the Quinas. Even though the Quinas have abandoned the Crow Queen, her power still follows the ancient agreement and will protect the Quinas wherever her power can be manifested. Mulan Not really a Qinath, but at least the Raven Queen thought he was.

Of course, this is thinking on the bright side, and thinking on the darker side, it can also be said that the Crow Queen is afraid that Mulan's accident will affect her own interests.

However, here, the Crow Queen's true identity is very far away, and the crow that appears is a projection of power contaminated outside the barrier of Mulan's will. Theoretically, it only acts on a certain instinct, so the former possibility seems more reasonable.

The mark of dawn on the palm of Mulan's hand was very hot, and it seemed as if he could see the same phantom in the distance in his eyes, but there were two phantoms, and they were in different directions.

It seems very far, but as long as you look in the right direction, it's actually not that exaggerated. In the other world, the release of magic can be more exaggerated than reality. Mulan knows this very well.

Since I'm in another world, maybe I should borrow the power of the locals!

"Rumble--"

The thunder in the other world continued to sound, and the surrounding storm seemed to be painted with a layer of black. The power of the shadow extended into the storm, and soon the large area of ​​​​the storm turned directly into ink color.

Using the magic of shadow as a guide, he created an image in his mind that was similar to a familiar but not a familiar, with a sharp beak, sharp claws, and feathers.

An outline gradually emerged that had been troubling Mullan recently.

A toothy smile began to appear at the corner of Mulan's mouth, which meant that his crazy side began to show. He seemed to be playing with fire, but risks and benefits coexisted.

Mulan's right hand was gently clasped on his chest, and the surging magic power vibrated in his chest. A low and powerful voice came out of his mouth and began to echo around him.

"Raven Queen, guardian of the Qinath people, I will borrow your power to answer my call."

This kind of initiative to bring the relationship closer was what the Crow Queen wanted.

"Ah~" "Ah~"

"Woo~"

"Pap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap."

"Whoosh."

There seemed to be many strange things twisting in the black storm, and the cries of countless crows came and went in the storm.

As the sound of flapping wings and crows became more and more intense, soon the first crow emerged from the storm, followed by the second, third, and countless others.

The storm seemed to have turned into a breeding ground for crows. Thousands of crows rushed out of the storm, circled in the sky several times, and then flew away.

Deep in the world, the vampire was dragging the dying Farrow Lynch and running quickly. Even though his heart was so angry that he exploded, he still did not kill Farrow Lynch because this kind of blood was too rare and precious. Taste it After that, you can no longer extricate yourself. It is really a pity to kill the goose that lays the egg.

"Damn guy, I will definitely make you into a blood slave without self, and you will always provide me with delicious blood from now on!"

Farrow Lynch's face was pale, and more than 90% of the blood on his body had been sucked dry. If he hadn't been a transcendent on the path of the resuscitator, he would have died long ago.

But even though his magic power was almost exhausted and his body couldn't move, Farrow Lynch was still taunting the vampire.

"Really? You have to get out first. The crack is gone. You don't even have a sense of direction."

"Hmph, even if I really can't get out, I will suck you dry first!"

Farrow Lynch smiled. The more irritable the vampire became, the happier he felt.

"Ah~"

A crow's cry suddenly attracted the attention of the two people. The vampire instantly slowed down and looked around. The originally vague fog seemed to fade at this moment, and the surrounding area was a dry land full of cracks.

"Did you hear anything?"

Farrow Lynch just grinned and said nothing. Then he suddenly frowned and looked at the crack not far away. There seemed to be something black moving over there.

Then black material seemed to emerge from the surrounding cracks.

"Whoosh."

"Pap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap."

Countless crows emerged from the surrounding cracks, their chaotic and noisy cries echoed in all directions, and black feathers were everywhere.

The first reaction in the hearts of vampires and Farrow Lynch is actually the same. They have attracted some kind of terrifying existence from the other world!

"Damn, I hope it's not a monster!"

The vampire cursed and no longer hid his magic power. Bloody mist filled his body. He grabbed Farrow Lynch and rushed into the distance. The vibration of a pair of magic bat wings could allow the two of them to quickly cross a long distance.

But the dry land seemed endless, and the ink-colored crows seemed endless. The sky had been completely obscured, and crows kept coming out of the cracks.

"Go to hell——"

The vampire suddenly waved his right hand, and five increasingly larger blood lights flew forward in an instant.

"Puff" "Puff" "Puff" "Puff".

Countless crows were torn apart by the bloody light, and a heavy rain of black feathers and ink-like flesh fell from the sky. However, this rain restricted the vampire's perception, and the number of crows seemed to have no effect at all.

Mulan hasn't arrived yet, but he has already sensed it in his heart. Faro Lynch's aura is impeccably perfect, and must be far more powerful than he expected. However, Faro Lynch is in this situation now. The vampire holding him must be extremely powerful.

Don't take it by force!

The sense of crisis does exist, but sensing the current state of the vampire and sensing the opponent's emotional fluctuations with the power of the devil, the smile on the corner of Mulan's mouth gradually looks a little weird.

In this environment, the advantage of transcending visual distance perception seems very interesting to Mulan, a psychological master of emotional mobilization.

To be honest, not only vampires, but also Farrow Lynch felt a little trembling in his heart. It was true that he dared to fight against the strong, but it did not mean that he was not afraid of these unknown horrors, especially the weirdness of the other world that Mulan had repeatedly influenced.

"I can lift the restrictions on you and we can escape together!"

The vampire was terrified, but Farrow Lynch looked scornful.

"We'd better die together."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange and hoarse smile appeared around him.

"Hehehehe."

Mulan just smiled and said nothing.

The weird laughter seemed to come out of every crow's mouth, and seemed to ring around them, making the vampire and Farrow Lynch feel hairy at the same time.

This laughter can clearly be heard as ridicule, that is, there is a clear projection of consciousness, which represents a terrible thing: these crows are not a disordered manifestation of a certain field, but a projection of power, the master of power. He has a very clear main consciousness and can even play tricks on them.

Being able to maintain a clear consciousness amidst the endless time in the other world is absolutely extraordinary even among monsters.

"Is the suggestion you just made still valid?"

Farrow Lynch couldn't help but say this, and the vampire almost immediately let go of his hand, removed the magic shackles on Farrow Lynch, and punctured a blood bag in the cloak behind him.

The next moment, Farrow Lynch's blood flew out of the blood bag, and all of it flew back into Farrow Lynch's body, and his magic power fluctuations instantly became stronger.

Mulan was hidden in the dark shadows and was a little surprised by this result.

‘Is there such a good thing? ’