My troops evolve infinitely

In the strange and gloomy wind, the shadow of the crow, which was just an illusion before, gradually became solid.

He appeared and came!

This is a creature with a crow head, a human body, and wings on its back.

He was surrounded by a thick, dark fog, like a crow but not a crow, like a ghost but not a ghost.

Although the villagers of Shengji Village have never left the village, they are not unfamiliar with this existence.

The Servant of the Fallen Crow God——The Servant of the Dark Crow!

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

"I finally found you, you ants who betrayed the great Raven God."

The Raven Servant turned his gaze towards the ancestral hall.

He spread his wings.

The cold wind and black feathers blocked out the sun.

When the legends from the Holy Sacrifice Village attacked, they fell to the ground within two breaths.

"Raven Servant!"

The old woman was leaning on a cane.

Her face was old, but her aura was rising steadily, and she was actually a being at the level of law!

However, she had forcibly raised herself to the realm of law through the secret techniques and inheritance of the Holy Sacrifice Village.

The Dark Raven Servant is a powerful servant who ranks high under the throne of the Fallen Raven God.

Yin and Ming!

Strange fog!

Continue to cover down.

The old woman struggled to hold on, her vitality fading away.

The ancestral hall in the distance was destroyed in the aftermath of the battle, and even the protection of the gods could not protect it at all.

In the center of the ancestral hall, the statue of the Crow God stood alone, with more and more cracks on it, and crackling sounds were spreading.

On the other hand, outside the village, more and more strange crow shadows appeared.

It seems that another servant of the Crow God is about to break in.

"Does the protection of the gods end here?"

"I've known for a long time that Shengji Village will eventually be destroyed, but... cough cough..."

The old woman leaned on her cane and looked around.

Some villagers hid in a corner of the remaining ruins of the ancestral hall, trembling.

Some villagers fell to the ground, their bodies covered with black feathers.

And the sky,

The pure black crows can no longer fly, their wings are broken and they wither.

The broken black feathers fluttered in the gloomy wind.

It symbolizes that the traces of the ancient times that have lingered until now will eventually disappear today.

At this time,

A withered black crow suddenly grew new, darker and shinier feathers.

The black crow that fell from the sky took off again, and there seemed to be more spirituality in its eyes.

The second, the third, the fourth...

All the surviving black crows underwent a transformation at this moment.

in the dark,

The old woman seemed to realize something.

She prayed, praying with a one in ten thousand hope.

"Crow God..."

"The Great Crow God..."

"The great Night Raven God..."

Suddenly, a faint light burst out from the faint glow of the statue.

A beautiful yet blurry figure appeared above the statue.

Black crows danced around her;

The night seemed a crown to be worn upon it;

The mysterious being looked around, and his gaze finally focused on the old woman.

"I am not the Crow God."

"But, I, the Lord of Night Ravens, recognize you as the people of the night."

Sophia raised one hand to arm level.

Her bangs fluttered in the wind.

Her eyes dropped.

Her voice was deep and resonant.

Behind her, thousands of black crows flew out.

Flying, weaving, turning into wings of the sky.

Sophia, Lord of the Night Crows, spanned billions of spaces and responded to the prayers of her people.

Chapter 693: Legacy of the Crow God (4K)

Deep in the red mist.

In an ancient and simple village.

Ancient buildings collapsed one after another, and only some broken walls and ruins remained of the ancestral hall protected by divine power.

Most of the villagers in the village are descendants of the gods and saints of the past, with noble bloodlines. Even though they are trapped in this mountain village, many of them have cultivated to the legendary realm and fought for their lives against disasters.

However, at this time, these legendary strong men were injured and died one after another.

The high priest who burst out with the power of the law realm was also seriously injured and his breath was weak.

The believers were in despair.

Believers pray.

At this moment,

In the Shifang Island area, Tianyuan City, and the secret realm of the World Vine, which are separated by countless large domains.

Sophia had just woken up from the afterglow of evolution, her consciousness wandering among the numerous black crows of creation. Through each newly born black crow, her vision had spread to many areas that she had never been able to see before.

Sophia pointed her finger.

A scroll was spread out before him. This was a map prop crafted by Isloya herself, covering many of the discovered large regions, boundaries, and islands.

Most areas on the map were covered in gray, indicating that the situation in these areas was unknown and beyond her sight.

But some areas appear bright white.

One boundary and island after another was lit up, and Sophia immediately controlled the nearest black crow to begin exploring the way.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

"In the past, there were far too few black crows, and I had to spend a lot of time rubbing them by hand every day."

And even if she kept rubbing them with her hands, there were still not enough black crows.

These black crows she created had to be assigned to various wilderness areas.

The black crows are not weak, and the flying speed of ordinary scout crows is comparable to that of powerful legends. However, the Eternal World is so vast that it takes a lot of time for the scout crows to fly to some remote places.

Sophia has always been troubled by this problem.

Now, in remote places, the Creation Black Crow was born. She didn't have to do anything, and the map was directly lit up.

"So I'm the winner without doing anything?"

"But being able to lie flat is also a beautiful thing."

Sophia thought.

She was still checking and counting the crows, but suddenly, she faintly heard cries from a distant land.

The sound was so vague and weak at first that she thought it was an illusion.

But gradually, the shouts became clearer and clearer.

This is prayer.

She saw certain scenes.

A ruined village.

A raging storm.

Monsters and powerful beings who are like gods and demons, and extremely desperate humans.

Sophia began to understand what was happening.

When she evolved into a legendary life form, she could actually hear some prayers, but at that time, the prayers came from the monster tribe.

A tribe of monsters ruled by the Fallen Angel, the Crow God.

She seemed to have obtained some of the authority of the Crow God, so that the monsters of the Black Crow Tribe made mistakes in their prayers.

But she couldn't do anything at that time.