Night Crow Master Chapter 122
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After leaving two crow servants to monitor the entrance and the location of filol and others, Yat and the other crow servants enter the underground labyrinth through the eyes of the giant face .
The road to the ground is sloping down, a steep road . With the vision of the crow servant, Yat can see that this downward passage is very spacious – a width that can be passed by ten adults side by side .
However, the rough, ladder like drop allowed Yat to move down more smoothly .
However, promi, who was walking beside him, had been covered with the corpse of a shapeshift, and once again became a giant corpse crow . With a feather pen on its wings, he wrote and drew on the paper —
because of Lu Chi’s performance before, Yat, who expressed distrust of promi’s memory, asked him to copy the map on the paper .
In addition to a crow servant who served as his eye, the other crow servants followed him, skipping down the stairs without making any noise from their wings .
After a few minutes of careful and slow progress, the landscape in front of ATT changed from a downward staircase to a flat passage .
If that’s right, it’s now underground .
A simple entrance, like a door leaf, appeared in his view .
“Prometheus . ”
“Yes After giving the finished map to art, a dark blue crow, much smaller than the corpse, flew out of the corpse crow and flew towards the simple door .
There was no additional power on the stone gate, and Prometheus’ spiritual body passed directly through the stone gate .
A crow’s head poked out of the door and looked left and right .
There is no living creature nearby . It is strange to say that when you are on the ground, you can notice that there are many lives below, but when you come to the underground, you can’t feel it . . .
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however, since it is a spirit body, it doesn’t feel any danger, and it doesn’t think it will encounter danger . From those mercenaries and adventurers who enter the maze of the wandering troll It is very clear that people who enter the maze of wandering trolls have no death except being trapped or attacking walls to death .
When promi got the news that it could be opened directly, Yat was stunned . Then he stretched out his hand . Halfway through, he pushed it with his stick .
Gaka –
Yat subconsciously used a lot of strength . The stone gate, which was only less than 1 . 5 meters high, was pushed open, making him almost lose his balance .
After standing still, Yat looked at it with some doubts . The stone gate was a certain thickness, about the thickness of his side waist . It looked very big and heavy, but it was actually very light . From the surface, you can see some small hole like pits, which seem to be hollow structures similar to volcanic rocks .
At art’s command, the blood crow standing on his top hat turned his eyes to the door .
A dark environment, in the blood crow’s vision, is a strange dark red, in such a vision, the environment is a bit fuzzy, and when the field of vision turns to crow servants, you can see a very clear red image .
In addition to being extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, they also have a unique vision .
His eyes turned to the map copied by Prometheus .
The road map drawn on the map is straight and complicated . If there is no road map, you will be easily trapped .
But . . . This map doesn’t look very complete . What’s missing?
Art frowned slightly, then he shook his head, bent down and went into the maze with the crow servants .
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With lv4’s meditation running automatically, vision sharing consumes less power than real-time restoration .
If you don’t use magic, it can be maintained all the time . Until the mind reaches lv4, he seldom maintains vision sharing for a long time – besides the asymmetry between vision and other body senses, it is also due to consumption .
After entering, Yat was surprised to find that the internal space was huge .
The high wall is nearly five or six meters high, or the excavated area is five or six meters high .
Starting from Yat, a straight channel with a width of 3 meters extends to the left of him . It is a very smooth passage . It has a totally different rough feeling from the downward passage . The wall and ground of this maze are very fine .
Although it is not comparable to human architecture, it is rarely seen in other intelligent races .
He didn’t realize it when he looked at the illustrations before, but after seeing the real scene, he had a clear understanding, and at the same time, he also had some doubts .
Why do they build this maze?
Raising his legs, Yat is about to take the crow servant to advance together . However, at this moment, he suddenly stops, and his eyes turn to Prometheus, who puts on the corpse crow again, and makes the other party wonder .
Before promi could speak, art’s hand brushed over the mercury bag, and under the infusion of psychic energy, a shapeshift corpse was released from the bag . Although he didn’t feel the danger, he was told by the situation when he was in the hunter’s cabin that there was no danger without a sense of crisis . . .
“promi, you can control the corpse to explore the way ahead, and don’t kill, maim or seize any living creature . ”
“Yes . . . ” although he had some doubts about why he couldn’t kill him, Yat had done so many times . He had no objection, and excitedly controlled the goblins to move forward .
Art followed Prometheus with his stick and watched the body of the phantoms slowly change shape, and finally turned into a human like posture, but compared with human beings, it was very rough and looked more like a bulky clay doll .
Even the slym of a fluid creature is difficult to fully simulate the details, not to mention the phantoms, whose main camouflage targets are rough objects such as stone trunks and treasure boxes .
Art’s eyes look at the wall . If he attacks the wall, how about leading the wandering troll to kill him?
It’s just not clear how many wandering trolls there are . When on the ground, he can also make the demonized Crow fly with himself to escape, but in the maze . . . It may be very dangerous .
It’s safer to clean up the past all the way .
At present, Yat, who is cautious, doesn’t choose a relatively dangerous method . At present, he still mainly uses control skills . The combat is also carried out in the “crow + melee” dual core mode . There are not many offensive spells, and the AOE skills are all controlled . Only the dark dust gushing and crow black curtain are barely range attacks .
However, the instantaneous damage of these two skills is not high . . . .
after that, we have to find the opportunity to start the range type powerful attack skill . After lv10, it will be a little far away .
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