Chapter 502
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What was this place?
With the help of the Raven.
This was the first time Han Dong had fused with the Elder Crowmen, a Hybrid Demon.
For a moment, the Hybrid Demon Crystal that belonged to Elder Miziya was embedded into Han Dong's soul due to the fusion … Before he could feel the changes in his body, his consciousness changed first.
In the blink of an eye.
Han Dong was no longer in the theater.
Instead, he was standing in a dark forest with high humidity.
From the humidity of the soil and the shape of the trees, it was easy to tell that this was not the Gaines Forest … The trees here were at least ten times taller than the trees in the Gaines Forest.
Each tree was at least a hundred meters tall, and their trunks were even thicker.
The dense branching structure, coupled with the dense leaves, completely covered the sky.
The surface of the bark was covered with a layer of colorless and odorless mucus that was even slowly flowing … The suction cup structure on the bark was constantly secreting this mucus, its function was unknown.
A large part of the bottom of the tree roots was exposed to the soil, slightly twisting like a living thing, giving a strange illusion that the giant tree could move slowly.
On the surface of these giant trees, in addition to the suction cup structure, there was also a large tree hole structure, as if something lived inside.
"Crowmen?"
Because of Han Dong's appearance.
Many crows' heads poked out of the tree holes, their black crystal eyes staring at Han Dong without any hostility.
Soon, a series of footsteps came from the forest.
Walking over was a group of pagans wrapped in black robes, with the [Side Crows' Head] mark on their backs … It seemed that these pagans were dedicated to serving the Crowmen.
"Could this be … a larger Crowmen tribe?"
All of a sudden.
A pagan with a few crow feathers on his wrist came to Han Dong's side and pointed in a certain direction in the forest, as if to lead Han Dong to the core area of the Crowmen tribe.
Since that was the case, Han Dong immediately followed.
The Crowmen tribe here was far larger than the Crowmen in the Gaines Forest, at least ten times, or even a hundred times larger.
Han Dong had his suspicions since a long time ago. After all, there were still many crows scattered around the world … The ones gathered in Gayne Forest were only a small part of them.
"Could it be that the 'deep connection' with Elder Miziya has allowed my consciousness to temporarily enter the Crowmen's Holy Land, which is the largest in the world?
He had to figure out what was going on here first. If he didn't handle it well, it might affect the next step of the formation.
After all, the formation this time was completely different. It seemed to have produced a strange reaction with Elder Mizya's Demon Crystal.
Numerous sky-reaching towers were erected in the forest.
There were at least 30 Crowmen living in each tree.
There were also countless pagans serving here. Han Dong saw at least several hundred of them.
While walking, Han Dong slowly felt the sea breeze blowing from the forest.
"We don't seem to be heading towards the center of the tribe?"
The guide did not answer Han Dong's question.
He led Han Dong out of the forest and to a cliff that was hundreds of meters high.
At the bottom was a vast dark sea.
It was different from the sea that Han Dong remembered. There were all kinds of strange black shadows swimming in the sea. If any land life fell into it, there would be nothing left of them.
A unique tree grew at the top of the cliff.
Unlike the trees in the forest that provided shelter for the Crowmen, this tree was only about ten meters tall. There were a lot of dead branches but no leaves. Instead, there were many 'fortune bags' hanging on the branches.
There were more than a hundred dark cloth bags that looked like fortune bags. They were hung all over the tree through thin strings.
When Han Dong arrived at the bottom of the tree.
The pagan who led the way took out a similar 'fortune bag' and a piece of paper from his pocket.
Thin black tentacles drilled out from the hood and weaved into a twisted mouth.
"If you want to use the higher power of our tribe, you need to sign a contract with the God of Crows … The fact that you are here means that you have been approved.
Just tie the 'cloth bag' with your mark to the branch. "
"Okay."
Han Dong finally understood the fundamental meaning of his consciousness coming to this mysterious forest.
He bit his finger.
When the blood came into contact with the white paper, it automatically drew the shape of a 'crow head' on the paper. After putting it into the fortune bag, Han Dong looked for an empty spot and hung the branch on it.
Han Dong thought that the guidance of his consciousness would end here and that he would return to the theater to continue the battle.
Who knew.
The pagan who led the way suddenly changed.
As his body grew crazily, the robe on his body was torn into small pieces.
Black feathers were revealed in the dark night.
A crow the size of a dragon appeared in front of Han Dong.
The nine eyes that were centered on the crow's head stared at Han Dong. A high-pitched voice directly sounded in Han Dong's mind.
"Mysterious messenger, welcome to establish a friendly relationship with my tribe … I know that you gave my tribe a place to live in the Gayne forest. Thank you for your help.
This time, I will lend you a hand to deal with this special lord under the Blood God.
With your current body, it will be difficult to maintain this form for a long time … Take advantage of it. "
"Thank you, God of Crows …"
As soon as the crow finished speaking, it swallowed Han Dong into its body.
There was no painful process of chewing and digesting.
Han Dong, who was swallowed into the crow's mouth, stepped into a special area in the body of the God of Crows – the 'Realm of Death'.
…
Back to the private theater.
Confusion was written on Count's face.
Because the miasma was completely blocked, he couldn't see the specific situation on the stage.
However, there was a strong light of death shooting out from the stage. Obviously, it was a magic trick cast by the transformed Han Dong.
But Blood Hound only caught a dead crow after jumping into the miasma twice. Instead, Blood Hound was slightly injured by the aura of death.
"My blood feast has completely covered the theater. He can't hide in other areas of the theater. He must be on the stage … Lord Nicholas, you have a lot of tricks up your sleeves.
Let me see what you have become. "
The silver holy sword crossed in the shape of a cross.
It was hard to imagine.
Count could use the power of the holy light, or the ability carried by the silver sword itself …
As the runes on the surface of the sword lit up, a cross of holy light shot to the stage and dispelled the thick miasma.
The image of a [Crow Messenger] slowly appeared.
It no longer had the structure of wings, only a purple feather shawl hanging on one side of the shoulder.
The [Corpse Feather Coat] turned into a lighter feather vest. The front button was deliberately not buttoned, revealing the body structure full of withered and sores.
The rotten and fleshy bare feet stepped on the ground.
Waves of aura of death overflowed from the surface of the body like a waterfall. It slowly flowed down the body and then spread from the soles of the feet to the surroundings, thus forming the miasma that could be seen on the stage.
The face was wearing a 'half of the face' bird mask used in masquerade parties.
This mask only covered the mouth and nose, revealing the eyes and forehead.
One thing to note was that the little magic eye on Han Dong's forehead seemed to have changed.
After the change of posture, the eyes were closed.
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