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Chapter 389 The Three-Eyed Crow's Death
The moment the crow fell to the ground, the entire withered forest trembled.
Its massive body crashed into the cracked earth, raising clouds of dust that blotted out the sky.
The three heads, twisted into braided, fleshy pillars, had almost all their feathers fallen off.
Dou Dou tried to rush over, but Fu Xiaojian stopped her with his hand.
"Don't go yet!" Fu Xiaojian's voice was unusually stern.
The main reason was that he didn't know how dangerous the bizarre promotion was.
If DouDou becomes violent or exhibits other uncontrollable behavior, she will be in danger, which Fu Xiaojian will not allow.
The little girl's eyes were brimming with tears, but she ultimately stopped where she was.
She could sense that Ya Ya was going through a painful experience.
It's as if something is being disassembled and reassembled inside it.
The black crocodile lowered its massive body, emitting a low growl from its throat, and its tail thrashed restlessly, carving shallow furrows in the ground.
He seemed even more nervous than the crows.
Xu Si stood still in mid-air, and the star veins spread out, enveloping Ya Ya within them.
He could "see" the energy surging wildly within the crows' bodies—chaotic, violent, yet following some elusive order.
So, are there similarities between the bizarre and the extraordinary energies of the sequence?
If he discovers something, could it uncover the secrets of the apocalypse?
The thought flashed through Xu Si's mind, and he immediately focused his attention on observing.
The energy within the crow's body was like boiling magma, surging wildly along some unseen trajectory.
Each pulse was accompanied by violent spasms in the crow's body.
The feathers have completely fallen off, and the flesh and membranes are tearing apart, but no flesh or blood is flowing out. Energy is disintegrating and then reconstructing within the body...
This is a loop.
A cruel, almost torture-like cycle.
Because the physical body becomes the most direct carrier, the resulting physical consequences are almost devastating.
At this point, Ya Ya's three heads had completely merged into one, and their original shapes were no longer discernible.
The sound it emitted was no longer a mournful cry, but a low, continuous buzzing, like the flapping of a swarm of bees or distant thunder.
"Waaah..." Dou Dou could no longer suppress her sobs.
At this moment, the crow was completely unrecognizable. From a distance, its shattered body looked like an extreme stitched monster, with worm-like veins pulsating on the ugly bluish-black flesh.
Anyone would have to call that appearance terrifying.
Jiao Jiao and Fu Ruoxue simultaneously moved to hide behind the car.
They were both afraid that the distant "mountain of flesh" would explode and cause them a terrible disaster.
Under the blood-red sun, the twisted mountain of flesh continued to writhe violently.
Xu Si also noticed something different; the strange advancement seemed more like a disordered advancement that was forcibly opened up in the chaos.
Sequence promotion, on the other hand, has a clear path, or even a defined route.
Of course, it's also possible that Xu Si misunderstood.
Then came a long silence.
The buzzing sound, which had lasted for nearly half an hour, suddenly stopped.
The mountain of flesh gradually returned to its original 'egg' shape, or perhaps 'meat egg' would be a more appropriate description.
At this point, it is more like an incubator.
"Ya Ya?" Dou Dou's voice trembled. She could no longer hold back and broke free from Fu Xiaojian's hand, rushing forward.
This time, Fu Xiaojian didn't stop her because he saw Xu Si's eyes.
Xu Si then noticed a thin crack spreading across the dark, fleshy mountain.
It's not a crack that signifies collapse, but rather a breaking of the shell.
The cracks multiplied, spreading outwards like a spiderweb. Dark red fragments began to peel away, revealing new, shimmering blue feathers beneath.
A clear, melodious cry pierced through the wilderness.
The sound was not like the previous three-headed wailing, but a purer and deeper sound, like ancient bells echoing in the wind.
The pieces shattered with a deafening roar.
A giant bird, entirely black with a wingspan exceeding twenty meters, broke free from the ruins of the mountain of flesh. The moment its wings spread, it blotted out the sky.
Its feathers were no longer the dull, grayish color they used to be, but a pure, deep, iridescent black that seemed to devour light, with a faint, cold sheen at the edges of its wings.
The most striking feature is its head; the three skulls have disappeared, replaced by a majestic raven head with three eyes and a tall crest.
The crow lowered its head slightly, and opened its three eyes one after another—the first two were no different from ordinary crows, as black as ink jade, but the third was located in the center of its brow, standing upright, with what seemed to be a ghostly blue flame burning quietly in its pupil.
Its gaze swept across the entire area, finally settling on DouDou and the black crocodile behind her.
Seemingly sensing the intimidation of the crow's third eye, the black crocodile stopped a short distance away.
DouDou stood there, tears still clinging to her cheeks, her mouth slightly open, as if trying to confirm if this was still her YaYa.
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No, it's difficult to call it by the somewhat childish name "Ya Ya" anymore.
Its wings were folded, and its enormous body was several times larger than before when it stood on the ground.
It walked toward DouDou, each step carrying a certain ancient and elegant rhythm.
The crest of feathers gleamed with a ghostly blue light under the blood-red sun, and three eyes were fixed on the small girl who seemed to be trembling.
Then it stopped a few steps away from DouDou.
The enormous raven head slowly lowered, and the eerie blue flame in the vertical eye between its brows flickered slightly.
It gently touched DouDou's forehead with its front beak, an incredibly gentle touch, and then gave the little girl a long, affectionate kiss.
DouDou finally couldn't hold back anymore, hugged the crow's head which was bigger than her whole body, and cried her heart out.
"You scared me to death...you scared me to death, you know that...!"
Ya Ya didn't struggle; she just quietly let her hold her, her three eyes closing and opening in turn, as if confirming something or remembering something.
Then, with a flap of its wings, it scooped the dog into its arms, tossed it gently, and DouDou was already sitting securely on its shoulder.
Fu Xiaojian looked at Xu Si with some nervousness.
DouDou cannot afford the slightest mistake.
Xu Si kept a close watch, but he didn't see any problems; everything was under control.
DouDou rode on YaYa's broad back without even needing to pull on its feathers; the fluffy feathers on its back served as the perfect cushion.
The crow flapped its wings, so light and graceful that it didn't seem like a behemoth with a wingspan of twenty meters.
It glided close to the ground, the strong wind it generated scattering the pebbles at the edge of the dead forest, and then swept across the center of the camp, showing everyone its extraordinary prowess.
They only slightly avoided Xu Si when they passed by.
"Everyone, everyone..." DouDou waved excitedly to her friends on the ground, though she was scared, she wasn't too uneasy.
She believed that the crows would protect her.
The convoy members looked up at this scene, their expressions varying.
Tashan grinned like a child, his eyes full of satisfaction.
Yang Fan's eyes were full of envy; he wished he could grow a pair of wings too.
Doubao, Kaochang, Wei Fuzi, and Xiao Luo all tilted their heads back, their eyes filled with undisguised envy.
"Three-Eyed Death-Slaying Crow," Xu Si uttered the new name of this arrogant and spirited crow.