When the night watcher patrolling the cemetery was preparing to return, he discovered that several new ravens had landed on the gate in the distance.
Their feathers are jet black but not shiny, and their eyes, which are like coagulated blood beads, are deeply embedded in the eye sockets, and the focus of the pupils cannot be seen, as if they are imitations made of glass.
The Nighthawk looked at the door in surprise, squinting his eyes carefully to find the violation.
No, those ravens that were there just now are different!
The existing ravens became exactly the same as the new ones. No, it should be said that all the ravens were exactly the same!
Suddenly, the raven standing at the top began to twitch, and star-like sparks appeared on its body. Its body was no longer stable, as if several images from different time and space were superimposed together, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time.
The nighthawk in the cemetery immediately opened his arms, opened his lips slightly, and whispered a sleeping poem, trying to pull the other person into a dream.
Dreams are the home ground of the "sleepless ones"!
The twitching raven seemed to be affected by the dream, and gradually returned to calm, and its convulsing head lowered.
The nighthawk stopped singing and walked forward cautiously.
Suddenly, the raven on the gate turned its neck and moved again. It spontaneously ignited!
Then the second, third, fourth... one raven after another spontaneously ignited, turning into fireworks like meteor explosions.
The nighthawk was so frightened that he staggered back several steps and opened his arms again.
But this time, as soon as his lips separated, a dozen more ravens that were exactly the same as before squeezed out of the smoke caused by the fireworks that had not yet dissipated!
Their eyes are shining with blood-red light, and they are covered in deep blue flames. Their bodies are like shadows superimposed on images from different time and space, constantly flashing and splitting. Each raven's sharp beak touches the tail feathers of the previous one.
, flapping their wings with the same frequency, rushed out of the silent cemetery.
The members of the Nighthawks were stunned for a long time. After suddenly coming to their senses, they quickly chased in the direction where the crows had left.
The gentlemen and ladies walking on Backlund Bridge suddenly felt a chill on their heads and a strong wind blew by. When they looked around, they only saw one hat after another being thrown up high.
In the distance, a group of gradually collapsing ravens turned rapidly and passed by the bell tower of Backlund Bridge, dragging fragments of diffuse black fog through the hollow of the Gothic Tower.
After another sharp turn, the slender flock of ravens quickly gathered after the head crow landed on the mast of the giant ship. The half-collapsed bodies quickly collided and merged with each other, and the aroused black mist was constantly flashing with star-like sparks.
It outlines a man with half-length blond curly hair and wearing a black retro windbreaker.
Suddenly, the black fog around him suddenly tightened, leaving only the hem of his windbreaker floating in the air. He stood on the mast and looked at the streets of Hilton District. The workers on the ship were busy as usual, and it seemed like there was nothing.
Discover.
Ps: This is only the first part. An adopted character will appear again later. The specific official appearance time should be in the third volume, so stay tuned.
This is the surviving demigod under "Mysterious" (counting the elves who will not enter the main line, there are less than ten in total), a mystic who turned into an ancient scholar.