Lord of the Silver Crow

"The legendary emperor?"

The blood-haired youth smiled:

"The'Emperor' coveted by a useless seat?"

Although he seemed to sneer at the substance of the name, he did not deny it.

He looked at the woman walking out of the void and said:

"It seems you have known the news a long time ago?"

"of course."

The wheat-skinned woman responded, then took out a faint blue gem and played with her fingers:

"Great wizard emperor, you may be interested in a news."

But seeing the faint blue gem, the man called the Wizard Emperor squinted his eyes and took a step back:

"what news?"

"It seems your Majesty, you do know more about blue blood."

Smiling, the woman with wheat-skinned skin placed the faint blue gem in front of her eyes. Through the clear gem, she looked at the man:

"Is this the bargaining terms for you and that visitor from another world to become an alliance?"

"Alliance? No, just facing the compromise of a madman."

"After all, I don't believe that the scheme of a lunatic who personally destroys the way home will not include me."

Although the man also smiled, facing the clear blue gem, his actions were obviously guarded:

"What's that sentence called? ‘To the end of the same’? Simple and powerful."

When speaking, the language he uttered slightly changed, and he uttered a word in another language:

"No matter what'utopia' it is, or death in this world, I don't want to."

His words just made the wheat-skinned woman shrug her shoulders:

"All this is not for me to decide."

"I'm just a puppet of Destiny."

"When the world should be destroyed, what result should it go to, and how should it be reborn, I only have the obligation to perform, and I don't have the ability to resist."

"When the Kailash Empire was involved in the tide of time, I had no choice."

The wheat-skinned woman plays with the gems in her hands:

"I live not because of luck, but because I didn't resist. Unlike your Majesty, I don't have the courage and ability to resist."

The man did not reply, but just asked another question:

"He has awakened?"

"I don't know if that person has woken up. He may have been awake, or he may never have woken up."

The woman smiled:

"But your allies have indeed recovered."

"Do you think which part will wake up?"

The man didn't reply. Although he didn't seem to have any emotional reaction to this answer, it was obvious that the move away from the door also meant that he was not indifferent...

"Great Majesty, don't worry, I am not the trap left deliberately."

However, upon hearing this sentence, the man's expression changed slightly:

"I really can't think of anything that can't be used by him."

"The great wizards he killed with the flame seed are still sinking on the bottom of the Dead Sea."

Looking at the wheat-skinned woman, his expression gradually became solemn:

"What can a madman who is not afraid of death do?"

Suddenly, his eyes flashed red.

The pressure of horror emerged, and the invisible force of blood violently violently turned into a giant dragon and pounced on the woman.

Facing the overwhelming blood pressure, the woman did not make any movement, calmly watching the blood tide coming.

There was no counterattack, and he faced the blood tide.

When the blood wave came, the woman's body quickly dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Skin, flesh and blood, bones, everything, all dissolved away with the advent of the blood tide.

but......

The next moment, a twisted, flame-like vortex emerged, and another figure emerged from it.

Her sight glanced over the soft and rotten remains of the flesh and bones that were left after the blood tide faded.

Walking towards the pile of remains without any fear, the woman picked up the faint blue gem from the position where the remains were probably her hands:

"I'm dead."

"The glory is forever."

That was a girl, much younger than the one who had just passed away.

They also have wheat-colored skin, dressed in cool, with only a star-blue corset on the upper body, and a gauze skirt of the same color on the lower body.

Looking at the corpse, she didn't have the slightest pity in her eyes, she also looked at the blue gem in her hand with a little green face, and then looked in the direction of the door with a blank face.

Around the door leading to the place where countless shadows converge, it is already empty and there are no figures.

But the girl did not say anything, turned and walked towards the door of the flame.

On the earth shrouded in countless mists, among the melted and rotting corpses, a flame feather-like ornament that was twisted and swayed like a flame gradually disappeared.

And relatively.....

At the moment that the girl's figure disappeared into the twisted flame door, behind her head, the same feather flickered faintly.

......

The Phantom World, the other side far away.

Along with the blood surge, the figure of the blood-haired man reappeared.

However, his state is not optimistic. The moment he landed on the "ground", his figure trembled slightly.

And, at the next moment, his figure suddenly fluctuated.

The outline of his body collapsed abruptly, unable to maintain his human form.

The flesh and blood with a clear outline suddenly softened, like a pool of blood condensed in human form.

But soon, it polymerized and formed again, stabilizing the profile.

After repeating it several times, its outline finally stabilized.

Looking at the boundless phantom, the man narrowed his eyes slightly:

"'Path' and'Sequence' are the biggest traps...My ally, I really underestimate you, there are only ten of the relics of the lost ones that are really effective..."

When he uttered these words, his body trembled again and gradually separated from the human form.

The extremely large scarlet dragon appeared in the phantom world.

.......

"These'lost relics' are influenced by wizards' will and gods, but they are also the only things that can be directly connected to the fragments of the regular corridor."

"In order to return to Earth, in addition to reaching the top of the sequence pathway and having sufficient power, you also need to collect enough relics of the lost."

The woman's figure was walking down the dark red sky, and her voice also reached Yago's ears:

"However, it must be the relic of the lost person corresponding to the corresponding wizard tower and the corresponding mirror world."

"If you completely control the'Tower of End' and become a'god', you will have the opportunity to come into contact with the long river of time and the phantom of the stars."

"For this, both you and I need corresponding relics of the lost."

With that, she glanced at Yago:

"You have already obtained the'Shadow Mage's Robe', and you need to find the'Wheel of Sustainment','Tide Caller's Crown', and'Singer's Double Rings' to control the Nest of Dreams."

Her words made Yago pause slightly.

With a human silhouette, he glanced at the woman in front of him before making a sound.

However, not about what she said, but:

"How should I address you as?"

Upon hearing this, the woman glanced at him:

"Since they are all people on earth, I won't talk to you about Zhuang Zhou Liangzhu, just call me Black Butterfly."

"Of course, it's better to add a'madam'."

Two familiar titles from the legendary stories from the celestial dynasty came to Yago's ears, and he couldn't help but pause in his thoughts, and then slowly said:

"Okay, Ms. Black."