After a short rest, instead of staying too much in the dangerous swamp, Elvin chose to return directly.

"It's OK to come out occasionally to capture magic medicine materials as a tonic. If you rush around all day for a variety of rare drugs growing in all parts of the world, the time and energy you spend will be too much to be worth the loss.

Maybe it's the way to grab wealth from the sea and then turn it into various cultivation resources that is more suitable for me. "

Although he had just completed a successful hunting without any injury, Elvin was already thinking about staying away from this daily life.

The ancients said that practice requires "wealth, companionship, Dharma, and land", but as a wizard apprentice, Elvin's practice at this stage has all the elements except "wealth".

Elvin was not in a hurry.

As a naval officer with a bright future, his future is destined to be in the vast sea, where wealth, secrets and strength will be acquired.

This is also the charm of the sea for generations to explore.

"There will be milk, and there will be bread."

Whoosh -

with the help of the fallen dead trees, Elvin, like a vigorous cheetah, flies through the land islands not far apart. For ordinary people, it may take a day's journey. For Elvin, it may only take an hour.

And it's much faster to go back than to come.

For Elvin, there is no secret after a journey. Where is the foothold? Where is the danger? stick out a mile.

But today Elvin's luck is obviously not good, the speed of the weather changes faster than his return.

As soon as he left the continuous land island and stepped on the solid land, an inexplicable fog swept the whole swamp in a short time, and it suddenly became dark.

Although he can't reach his hand and can't see his fingers, it also greatly affects his vision.

After all, "digital vision" is based on Elvin's senses, but it can't enhance his vision, and he doesn't dare to go on his way in this weather.

To be cautious, Elvin pauses, cuts some greasy branches, makes a torch, and then slows down to move on.

Hunting crocodiles has taken Elvin a long time. He doesn't want to spend the night in such a ghost place at all.

The time in "digital view" shows that it's 2:54 p.m.

He should strive to leave the swamp before five o'clock, otherwise in this kind of weather, it may be completely dark before five o'clock, which will bring him more unpredictable danger.

Different from the ghost legends that existed only in fantasy or stories in previous lives, this world is the world of transcendental power manifesting. Knights and witches have appeared. Can those strange and terrible things be far away?

Elvin didn't want to see the real horror in this fantasy world!

Unfortunately, the development of things does not depend on Elvin's will.

As time goes by, the traces left by him are still clear, but Elvin feels that the road under his feet has become much longer.

It's not the extension of space scale in the real sense, but the feeling of Elvin that he should have left the woodland close to the swamp at his normal pace.

But by the light of the torch, the vision is still gloomy, one can not see the side of the forest, no birds, no insects, silent and gloomy.

Slowly stopped, Elvin had to admit that something had happened that he could not understand for the time being.

"Do ghosts fight against the wall?"

For a time, his bold can't help feeling numb. The poisonous insects and beasts are nothing. The fear of the unknown is the most terrible.

And I don't know if it's an illusion. As soon as Elvin stops, he feels as if there are countless pairs of eyes on the tree crown around him suddenly open and stare at himself without blinking.

Elvin's face was a little gloomy.

This area is clearly marked as a non dangerous area on the map. At least there should be no extraordinary biological activities that can threaten you. But now Elvin just wants to scold the unscrupulous merchant who sold his map!

However, that's the future.

The present crisis has come!

"Cheering, cheering..."

a large number of birds were flying from the forest.

Crow!

Besides crows, crows!

The size of falcons is comparable to that of small falcons. Hundreds and thousands of falcons fly at the same time. Their wings cover the sky, and even the last faint light source is blocked.

Night came.

The scene in front of him was so strange that it was beyond Elvin's understanding. He stepped back two steps involuntarily. The torch in his hand seemed to be affected by his fluctuating mood, and then flickered a few times.

At the same time.

Whoosh -

a cold, damp wind mixed with strange aroma passed through the tree tops and gathered from all directions."Quack, quack, quack..."

Evan suddenly turned back, but then stepped back two steps.

Even can't control the power of the foot, in the mud stepped on several deep footprints.

Because, in the tree close behind Elvin, a "monster" is quietly squatting on the top of the tree.

It has an abstract and deformed face, yellow skin wrinkled, nose protruding like a bird's beak, gray eyes with a little bit of blood, flashing cruel and indifferent!

His hands and feet, almost transformed into claws, were covered with black feathers, but he wore a delicate wreath around his neck.

Squatting in the tree, like a variation of adult crow essence, just look at people have a strong discomfort.

"Gaga...!"

Standing on its shoulder, a red eyed crow looks at Elvin with a very humanized tilt. It quacks twice, which makes people feel even colder.

Crow ghost woman!!!

Even though Evan had just entered the world of transcendence, he had heard of the great name of this creature.

In Leon's notes, there is a detailed description of the Raven ghost, but Evan is more concerned about what Leon experienced at that time, but there is no detailed record. Anyway, it will not be a pleasant experience.

It is different from the demonized creatures that have formed stable groups and the ferocious creatures that are alienated by ordinary animals.

Ravens are not natural monsters. Their predecessors are actually witches in human beings!

Different from the path of practice of orthodox witches, they are just like demonized creatures. From birth, they can awaken some supernatural forces with age.

To some extent, they are all natural casters who are favored by the gods.

But.

But... Without systematic guidance, learning and perfect mastery of this talent, they will face a terrible risk of losing control while growing rapidly.

It's like a skyscraper with a crooked foundation. The stronger the foundation, the higher the risk of losing control!

Until one day.

When their magic is out of control or they die with resentment, if they are not treated and purified in time, they may change with their crow pets and become this ugly and terrible monster - crow ghost.

More importantly, their staple food is... People!

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