Night Crow Master - Chapter 618

The material of this spiritual body is not in the soul state, but in the belief state…

Material state, soul state, belief state, regular state, and conceptual state…

Although the strength of each level is not fixed, there is no doubt that there are differences between them.

A big difference.

At least, Yate can distinguish.

“Soul” and “death belief” are not the same thing.

The material of the illusory spirit body in front of him is not the soul, but the power of faith with the attribute of death.

faith.

Because of the power of belief, Yate has experimented with the path of racial gods, which is naturally familiar.

Moreover, death is also an area he tried to cover.

Rather than saying that this is a spiritual body, the term “petitioner” may be more appropriate.

Prototype? Primitive gods?

Moreover, the material of this skeleton comes from…

After muttering to himself, Yate, who was lurking in the unfortunate shadow dagger, watched the “Demon King Nichols” step on the arm of the illusory spirit body in the form of giant bones.

The huge bones retracted into the castle, and as the gate closed, a strange atmosphere filled.

As if passing through some barrier, in the originally dark castle, everything turned into black, white and gray tones.

And the face of “Devil Nichols” became more serious after the surrounding environment turned black and white.

Immediately, the skeletal spirit body, like a petitioner, disappeared and disappeared.

And “Devil Nichols”, after the skeletal spirit body disappeared, slowly moved forward a few steps.

Without the slightest sound, gray stones emerged, forming steps, rising upward in a spiral manner.

After a short pause, Yate watched “Devil Nichols” walk up the stairs.

After he walked nearly a hundred times in a spiral and ascended an unknown distance, a huge, empty pale platform appeared in Yate’s field of vision.

And on this tower-like platform, a shadowy figure was floating there quietly.

The moment “Devil Nichols” stepped onto the platform, the other party turned his head, revealing a face similar to that of a human female, except that there were three more skeletal white sharp horns on his forehead.

“Long time no see, Ms. Cassandra.”

The erratic, faint, dreamlike sound sounded.

Cassandra?

Yate repeated a sentence in silence.

Well, according to one of his speculations, it is not the demon king, but people related to the devil and the brave?

or……

“Join me.”

Occupying the body of the black thorn, the “Devil Nichols” called Kassandra spoke out.

“Do you think that’s possible?”

“Princess Mononoke” turned his head and glanced at him:

“No one thought that the hope of the human race, a member of the brave team, the forest witch, the magician Kassandra without pupils, would actually be a subordinate of the demon king?”

And “Devil Nichols”, or the witch Cassandra, just smiled:

“It’s just that your human race is too stupid.”

“Be deceived by my own history, and named the’Magic Equipment’ built by the Demon King as the’Halloween Artifact of Brave’?”

Faced with the irony of the witch Cassandra, “Princess Mononoke” responded:

“No, it’s not just human beings, but aren’t the demons also deceived? Even the heirs and heirs of the demon king don’t know that the so-called’sacred artifacts of the brave’ are all magic tools forged by the devil and prepared Resurrection props.”

“Almost all of the brave team has been eroded by magic tools.”

“Do your best to cooperate with the kingdoms of the brave team and be rebelled by the brave team. The human race’s’hope’ is rebelled!”

The words of Princess Mononoke were full of anger and resentment:

“The kingdom that did not trust the brave team was also slaughtered and destroyed by the brave.”

“What everyone did not expect was that the magic tools cast by these demon kings, under the long-term immersion of human desire, produced self-will?”

“Princess Mononoke” looked at the witch Cassandra:

“Neither did the demon think that after the destruction of the human race, the demon king whose lifespan had expired would be rebelled and fallen by magic tools during his resurrection ceremony?”

There was a hint of revenge in her words.

Hearing these words, Yate also understood the identity of “Kassandra”.

One of the “sacred tools of the brave” eroded one of the magic equipment of the Eyeless Witch.

In my own perception, the strange division and merging of bad luck and good luck originated from this.

Although his various conjectures included similar conjectures, he was not completely correct.

Moreover, the tone of that “Princess Mononoke”.

Humanity?

A member of the brave team?

Demon clan with the brave team?

But it must be an insider…Kassandra’s acquaintance.

His thinking did not continue, because Cassandra’s words explained to him:

“Master Buck also didn’t expect that the doll that he got tired of playing for a few years and forgotten in the gloomy area would kill his daughter after giving birth to her, occupying her body, planning to kill His business.”

The witch Cassandra sneered: “Isn’t it ‘unacceptable’ to kill your daughter to take your daughter’s body consciousness based on your human values?”

And in the face of Kassandra’s naked, sardonic smile, Princess Mononoke’s eyes full of anger and lingering, did not change much, just a little cold.

She lifted her lips slightly, and showed a chilling smile:

“is it?”

As she showed a smile, Cassandra, the witch who occupies Blackthorn’s body, was suddenly startled and turned to look behind her.

call–

Along with the illusory storm rolling, an illusory bone hand stretched out from the black, white and gray horizon, from behind the witch Cassandra, and directly grabbed her body.

“My cute little magic tool, you seem to have a good time talking to my doll.”

Witch Cassandra looked at the huge skeleton in horror, this illusory skeleton was the spirit body that brought her here as a servant just now.

Yate turned his eyes silently.

In his perception, the huge bones were entwined with rich luck and bad luck.

Compared to the witch Cassandra or the “Princess Mononoke” over there, it is richer and more powerful.

Devil, Buck.

Witch Cassandra looked at the spirit body in horror, at the bone-shaped spirit body: “How, how is it possible!?”

As for Yate, there was no fluctuation in his mood.

Although the form of expression is somewhat different from his guess, “the devil is not dead” and “the devil is dead” do not conflict.

The demon king who appeared in the form of a dead spirit was not more impactful than the devil who was still alive.

Yate looked at all this quite indifferently.

And the dead body of Demon Lord Buck, on the skeletal illusory head, showed a slight smile:

“I know that you losers will definitely come to my doll.”