Night Crow Master

Chapter 307: newborn

Maybe one month, two months, one year, two years.

In a daze, Yate suddenly realized that he seemed to be conscious again.

As if hearing some sound, it seemed that someone was talking.

The sound seemed to be separated by a layer of film, dimly, and a little unintelligible, and the language used was not a language that Yate was familiar with.

French? German? English language? Chinese?

It seems a bit cumbersome to mix up many pronunciation rules, but the narration is smooth and brisk.

Ignoring the outside world, enduring the stagnation and severe pain, Yate immediately began to observe himself.

The invisible black mist formed by the forces of ominous doom is much weaker than before the space storm.

Although he used the ability of the crow-turning astral bird, he was still traumatized in that space storm and was thrown into the air by the turbulence of the void. After he didn't know which world he had hit, he lost consciousness.

At the center of the Doom Body, the system, a more solid spherical black mist, still stays there, slowly diverting the power of doom inside to supplement Yate's body.

The system is protecting and treating him.

"call--"

Yate breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and at the same time, he felt the power diverted from the system, which was very suitable, even more suitable than the original body.

But because of the serious injury, even with systematic protection and treatment, he lost consciousness again.

When he wakes up again, I don’t know how long it has been, but he can feel

The extremely weak soul he was lodged in had grown a little bit compared to last time.

I can barely see that it is similar to an embryo...no, the shape of a bird?

His body, the ominous black mist of doom, has been connected to this soul, and has taken over this little soul in a penetrating manner.

Consciousness carefully followed the extremely fragile spiritual bridge, came to the body, and took over the body that was not fully formed.

The physical senses are not fully formed, making him feel that he only seems to be curled up in an unusually small space, and the intermittent perception senses a slightly warm feeling, but because of the intermittent perception, he cannot Clearly sense the temperature of the surrounding liquid.

I can only feel immersed in some liquid, and the extremely weak heartbeat in the body.

Although his body has been free from danger, it is still too weak to be released for exploration.

And this crow's soul is also very weak, and the amount of free spiritual power absorbed is not enough to supplement the consumption of spiritual power derived from the soul.

Therefore, Yate did not use the spiritual power of the crow to explore.

After a glance at the system that was still slowly, steadily repairing his body without side effects, Yate fell asleep again in the drowsiness that gradually became stronger.

A little bit of time passed, and Yate woke up several times and fell asleep several times. The crow's soul gradually became "strong", and the body was completely formed.

Touch, hearing, and the closed eyes, all the basic structures of the senses have been fully formed, but they are still relatively weak and not fully developed.

Yate has an urge to reform.

Because it's too weak.

Yate, who has mastered the life blueprint of many kinds of crows, is still good at transforming this aspect.

but......

There is no material.

Moreover, when you come to a strange world, you need to act cautiously and cannot be too public.

Unfamiliarly swinging his wings and feet, Yate controlled the crow's body and tried his best to spread its wings toward the surrounding eggshells and stretch out his claws without hurting himself.

Click, click, click——

The eggshell shattered, Yate's body was completely exposed to the air, and the sparse, moist feathers were exposed to the air.

Because it was "born" a lot late, the thickness of the eggshell was thicker than when a normal crow was born.

His perception became clearer and clearer, and he began to discover an interesting phenomenon-he seemed to shrink.

In other words, instead of shrinking, it has become an embryo-like state.

He still couldn't open his eyes, but the oxygen he needed came from his belly button and he breathed through his belly. This state made Kanon very interested.

Through the comprehensive perception of all the information, he knows that it is estimated that his special soul talent has reincarnated again, and he may have completely become a baby.

When he emerged from the eggshell, he opened his eyes.

A slight sourness came from the eyeballs.

The surrounding scenery came into view.

It is in a nest, but not in the wild, but indoors.

There was a towel on the nest. After Yate's body got out of the eggshell, it fell directly on the towel, and the feathers and water on the body were sucked in by the towel.

"The body is still a bit weak."

This crow is just a very ordinary crow...

Yate's gaze swept across his attribute column.

[Character name: Black Crow (Yat)

Occupation: Crow Mage (lv19), Night Wizard (lv16), Substitute (lv13)

Attributes:

Strength: lv1 (lv19)

Constitution: lv1 (lv19)

Agility: lv1 (lv19)

Spirit: lv1 (lv19)

Status: Weak]

The strength of each attribute of his body is exactly the same as the level of the crow mage, but the body of the crow he is boarding has the same abilities as the ordinary crow. Except for agility to 0.5, other attributes are less than 0.3.

No, it should be said that compared to ordinary crows, it is much stronger.

After all, his boarding body is a crow's nestling.

After getting acquainted with the manipulation of his limbs, Yate looked around.

This is probably a woman’s house, and it shouldn’t be too old, all kinds of antique appliances are all over the room——

What kind of antique appliances like TVs, toasters, microwave ovens?

The style of the room should be called European style, right? The blend of English style and French pastoral style is gentle and calm.

On the table, there was a mobile phone. When Yate looked over, a message happened to come, making the phone light up.

Curiosity made Yate want to control his body to take a look, but at this moment, he heard a sound of footsteps.

A bare-ass girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, ran all the way in slippers. It seemed that she had just taken a shower and her hair had not yet been dried. As she ran, water dripped from her golden curly hair. Falling, dripping on the wooden floor, splashing slightly.

As she stopped at the table, her unexpected **** trembled greatly.

"The figure is great, not the golden ratio, but the legs are very long, um, the leg length is really good, and the chest is quite predictable. Is it C? No, it should be counted as D?"

Yate, who was awakened by the gentleman's soul, looked at the girl's naked white body with interest:

"It turned out to be a white tiger."

Because she lives alone, the girl who ran out of the bathroom just because she heard the phone ringing did not notice that there was a gentleman crow staring at her naked body and scoring wanton.

She just picked up the phone and looked at the message on it--

[Fiona, it’s about half a month before Hogmott School of Witchcraft and Wizardry begins. Are you ready? ]

[Magic Wand, Familiar, Admission Form...]

Long messages are displayed on the phone.

The girl Fiona snorted and muttered disgustingly:

"You are really wordy, Anna."

Afterwards, she recalled what was on the message, she should be all ready...

In addition to the magician.

"It's best for the servitor to be raised by himself. It will be easier to make the servitor contract and it will be more obedient..."

However, the crow egg never hatched without knowing why.

She originally thought it was a dead egg, the crow inside had already died, but it didn't.

So she continued to observe with a glimmer of hope.