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There was a vaguely weird atmosphere in the air.

Something was looming outside the manor, and a faint fishy smell poured into the room, spreading along the walls of the reception hall.

An unprecedented sense of oppression surrounded Zhao Guangli from all sides.

There is a vaguely familiar feeling.

It's like... returning to the [Blackwater Swamp].

Baker's eyes moved slightly, and his voice was powerful: "Communicate with the slate, control the slate monster..."

"If I remember correctly, that should be a skill that can only be mastered by formal order mages."

His burly body stood in front of the strong air current, blocking the way of all those whose expressions changed.

Dunn gently adjusted his mood. While stroking the book in his hand, he looked at the faint black breath in the air.

It extends beyond the closed door of the entire reception hall.

"Under normal circumstances... there is nothing wrong with this."

"But... there are very few exceptions."

There is something.

Zhao Guangli looked at the door of the reception.

The carved beams and painted buildings are extremely exquisite and magnificent.

But beyond that gate...

There must be something...

Waiting for an opportunity.

It seemed like... something was about to come out.

"Zhao Guangli...what happened."

Gu Xintong's voice sounded among the gear buttons.

Something strange threatened Zhao Guangli's heart, and an irritable and painful emotion surged into his heart.

Different from the previous feeling, Zhao Guangli could clearly know that something was coming.

"Beyond the gate..."

Zhao Guangli stared at the door and covered his chest.

What on earth is that.

William's face turned pale at this moment. The source of such a terrifying aura was the old man in front of him who seemed to be on his deathbed.

This old beast!

This old beast!

What exactly do you want to do!

Adams took a step back and seemed a little panicked at the moment. He took out a black communicator from his pocket and held it tightly in his hand.

"Why do you have to do this?"

Baker sighed first and whispered, his voice slowly becoming solemn.

He could feel something outside the door, his heart starting to beat.

"Just for... revenge."

Father Gusheng said seriously: "Magisters of the order department are scholars who are proficient in ancient literature and spiritual magic."

“Interpreting the stone tablets engraved with ancient texts scattered around the world can not only gain knowledge from them..."

"It is also possible to communicate with the monsters buried in the stone slabs."

Father Gusheng's speech was somewhat slurred at this moment. Every time he said a word, his saliva and blood would flow down together.

Looks ridiculous.

But not ridiculous.

"This spell of controlling slate monsters can only be used by formal level order mages."

"I can't."

Father Gusheng looked towards the top of the hall, as if looking at the sky: "So... I can only use spiritual energy, mixed with my flesh and blood..."

"Forced sacrifice."

He looked at Adams kindly: "Mr. Adams... there is no need to rush to summon the night watchman."

"Before my flesh and blood are exhausted... I can control it."

At this moment, Zhao Guangli suddenly trembled.

The door made a creaking sound and was slowly opened with the night breeze.

In addition to the bright lights, there is also a huge ancient stone slab standing in the darkness.

The stone slab seems to be very old, with many traces of time on it, and simple words surrounding it.

In the center of the stone slab, there is a pattern carved on it.

It seems...

A crow with three eyes and a long tongue.

Countless strange words surrounded the crow pattern, and Zhao Guangli knew very well that these were not the current common words of the Sky Drive Alliance.

This stone slab has experienced the baptism of sand and years, and carries a heavy meaning.

"Heartbeat sound..."

Zhao Guangli looked at the stone slab in disbelief.

The sound of heartbeat, that heartbeat sound comes from inside the stone slab!

The expressions of Baker Xian and Dunn became solemn, and Sally subconsciously took two steps back and hid behind her teacher.

The next second.

Covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Boom!

A huge wave of sound swept through the entire manor.

The terrifying heartbeat became more and more complete, and countless tiny threads extended from Father Gusheng's body.

The goal is not the crowd, but the highest peak.

"Are you...are you kidding me?"

William's expression at this moment can no longer be described as ugly.

The wild dog brothers looked at each other and retreated directly to William.

Zhao Guangli held his head and started breathing violently and rapidly.

That...what is that...

The top of the entire villa was completely opened, and countless gravel and rubble fell straight to the ground. If it were not blocked by the extraordinary, these fragments would be enough to smash ordinary people on the scene into meat patties.

but……

The roof was lifted, and no one saw the bright starry sky.

Didn't see the moon either.

The moonlight was completely blocked.

All Zhao Guangli could see was that...

Three scarlet eyes.

Full of malice and terror, it seems to devour everyone.

This is a huge crow, spreading its wings and covering the entire top floor of the reception.

A crow with three eyes.

"This is……"

The huge sense of oppression and the terrifying screams made Zhao Guangli almost unable to stand.

Demon...

Demon...

demon……

Zhao Guangli's face finally turned pale.

Seeing this kind of monster with my own eyes was a huge impact on my life.

In front of such monsters...the so-called water ghosts and swamp witches have simply become a joke.

Malice, fear, and strange mourning cries.

"The slate monster—the three-eyed crow."

The transparent thread on Father Gusheng's body is completely connected to the huge crow in front of him.

His old body trembled and he knelt on the ground.

"A trainee level... slate monster." Baker first raised his head and looked at the three-eyed crow.

The Wild Dog Brothers and Sally could barely stand. As for the other ordinary people, their legs were weak and they could hardly move.

The only two people who were not affected were the two trainee-level professionals present.

At this moment, the crow pattern on the stone slab at the door had completely disappeared.

This is extraordinary...

This is extraordinary...

Zhao Guangli knew that his world view had been completely refreshed.

"Gu Xintong."

Zhao Guangli whispered to the gear button.

"Look out the window."

…………

Meanwhile, the rear courtyard.

George Impace's room.

Gu Xintong looked outside the floor-to-ceiling window at the huge crow crawling on the villa, with a sick smile on her face.

Her breathing was a little rapid, and the sickly flush on her face was getting thicker and thicker.

"strength……"

"Is that power?"

"The wonderful power that belongs only to professionals."

Different from his usual coldness, looking at the crows in the distance, Gu Xintong seemed to be a different person.

And now, on the big bed behind her.

George Impes lay in bed, unconscious, as if in a deep sleep.