Night Crow Master

Order appeared in the "world in the shell", this matter, most of the four-level gods have gradually realized.

At the edge of the world, a group of flames was swaying, and the "line of sight" looked towards the sky:

"order......."

His emotions came to life.

Beside him, the dawn hymn of a nun watched him, and she had never seen such a situation as a fireman.

The flame spreader who takes "hope", which is close to "destiny", "lucky", "doom", and "prophecy" as its own path, is the weaver of fate in the otherwise unruly shell world. Same, unable to exert enough power.

But now, since the order enveloped the world in the shell, she could clearly feel it.

The power of the fire spreader is constantly getting stronger.

But... she also felt the other person's body, and another emotion arose.

Malicious.

Malice towards her.

She suddenly remembered something--

Although it is a bit farther than the destiny that fully conforms to the world's rules and is almost equivalent to the world's puppets, it is difficult for the road to grow without conforming to the world.

Huhu——

The swaying flame instantly expanded, and the chant of dawn could be seen. In this suddenly expanding flame, traces of black, ominous power floated in the flame.

Obviously abnormal.

The Dawn Hymn took a step back.

However, at the moment when her footsteps were backward, the flame in front of her eyes that had swelled to the height of a person turned black.

The hope that was originally reassuring and longing for, in an instant, turned into a palpitating and hopeless despair.

When did the fire spreader involve the "desperate" road! ?

In these tens of thousands of years, she has never seen the fire-passer show such weird power...

The only explanation is because of this change!

"Biography—" The red lips of the dawn hymn opened slightly, and the endless **** like the light of dawn gushed out of her body, trying to prevent the fire spreader from continuing to approach.

However, she didn't finish her words, a dark light shot from behind her and penetrated her body.

The pupils contracted, and the chant of dawn turned his head in amazement.

Appearing behind her was an intellectual mature woman dressed in a witch-like robe.

Immortal witch.

The other is an angel with incomplete, withered wings, a genderless angel who cannot distinguish between men and women.

Withered angel.

There are also huge stormy eyes.

The eye of the storm.

"why!?"

Why do they appear here? Hasn't the eye of the storm fallen? Why would the immortal witch attack herself?

If the withered angel, her enemy, attacked her, she would still understand...

And at this moment, she felt a terrifying will, pouring out of her body.

This pitch-black will came out of the pitch-black light spear, and in an instant it began to occupy her body and pollute her will.

and!

This power of will is not only stronger than her power, but it also completely restrains her power.

Multi-level five! ?

"Who are you!?" The Dawn Hymn made an inquiry while trying its best to resist this force.

However, the other party didn't mean to answer anything. When she noticed her resistance, this dark power burst out without any hesitation.

The power of pitch black eroded her whole body instantly.

Whether it is body, soul, faith or will, they are all contaminated by this dark power.

The act of resisting was immediately dispelled by her own will.

The dawn holy light glowing with sacred singing retracted into the body of the dawn chant.

In the next moment, a crow fell from the sky and turned into a man wearing a bowler hat and a pure black mask.

The moment they saw him appear, everyone present knelt down, and even the body of the eye of the storm shrank instantly, turning into an old man with messy hair, and knelt down together.

The fire spreader also changed from the bonfire posture, transformed into a white-haired woman with a metal mask covering half of her face, and knelt down towards him.

The gods present are now his family members.

Originally, Yate wanted to control a fourth-level powerhouse, which was basically impossible. He could only use the chaotic nature of the power of the evil crow to completely pollute him and turn him into a chaotic creature like dealing with the dead.

With the power of the evil crow belonging to oneself, indirectly control the dead in vain.

Or it can be like dealing with the Eye of the Storm and the Daughter of the Sea, directly eating each other, dissolving the other's body, acquiring the other's memory and will, and then using the power of the evil crow to reshape the two's bodies, injecting memory into it, Shape the will.

As it is now, it is impossible to simply and rudely use the power of the evil crow to transform the withered angel, the immortal witch, and the chant of dawn into one's own family.

These dependents are naturally useful to him.

It is impossible for him to observe and monitor this night crow world all the time. He has other things to do.

And some small things that you don't need to do by yourself, you need to do it yourself.

Because of the various worries before, and because of the real name of "Black Crow", he always doubted whether he would be regarded as a strong person by rebirth and incur inexplicable dangers.

The solution is also very simple.

Don’t just ok if all your subordinates are crows.

Disaster troop, the dead bird led by Colola.

The Night Crows, Fiona led the Night Crows and the Night Crows.

The blood feast troops, the blood feast crows led by Elizabeth.

The White Night Troop, the White Night Arakkoa led by Gore.

Banshee army, the raven banshee led by Liser.

Skeleton Army, the Skeleton Crow led by Promi.

There was no one left to lead the furnace force composed of the violent flame crows and the demon eye force composed of the long sleep multiple crows and the magic eye crow.

The original magic eye force was controlled by Yate’s own clone, his body when he was in the Glory World, the "Magic Eye" Claurido.

But in the plan to invade the world in the shell, Claurido has already used up.

Yate glanced over several people.

In the following words, he will create some other creatures and hand them to the Eye of the Storm together with the Demon Eye Crow.

As for the Storm Crow... just leave it to...

The eyes under Yate's mask were slightly narrowed, and his gaze passed through the dilapidated main plane, and came to the sea of ​​lava. An old dragon opened his eyes, and the dragon eyes, like the scorching sun, emerged. To obey:

"Follow your will, Creator."

In the molten sea, the golden flames transformed by Yate with the power of the evil crow flew into its body.

Corona dragons, violent crows...some of them don't match.

Yate raised his palm and was flying on the other side of the world. Nearly a million dark red crows with evil flames burning on their bodies suddenly twisted. The feathers of the original body faded away, and the feathers retracted into the flesh and blood. The scaly skin of the cuticle, the bird-shaped body is twisted, forming a shape similar to a lizard, the bird claws turned into a pair of dragon claws, and the wings on the front chest and back also turned into membranous wings.

"It's just called... the violent flame flying dragon." The original violent flame crow was only more than three meters long. Compared with the dragon that is tens of meters, their bodies are indeed not huge. Dragon, flying dragon is almost the same.

And Yate also casually set a name.

After nearly a million violent crows transformed into violent flying dragons at the same time, they all flew towards the direction of the molten sea.

Next... Let's transform the Demon Eye Crow into a race suitable for the Eye of the Storm.