While hundreds of guardian spells were used, Sherlock began to take out bottles of sad potions from his pocket.
He tried his best to suppress the joy, and the cheerful emotion returned to his explosive positive emotions, controlling his urge to dance on the spot, and constantly pouring potions into his mouth.
The amount of sad potions that Sherlock reserved with him was about the first time he used multiple guardian spells, suppressing about three times the positive emotions.
But this time the group of crows he summoned was also more than twice the number of the last time.
So he strictly controlled the dosage of sadness potion and would rather use less than drink more.
Because the negative emotions that will cause him to have a greater impact on him after drinking more are found, it will cause very troublesome problems for subsequent casting.
The silver-white crows surrounded Sherlock, sprinkling under the silver light. At this time, he finally saw the whole picture of the room.
This is a square with two football fields as big as a football field. The whole room is square, like a space left by a rectangle cut.
The straw man holding a sickle in one hand was standing at the corner of the room.
The moment the crow appeared, it sounded an extremely harsh roar!
The next moment when the crows surrounded, Sherlock waved at the direction where the straw man was without hesitation.
The silver-white crows squawked in!
Temptation is temptation, but if Federtic is really so brainless and has no progress compared to last year, he will come to find him again, and then temptation will become a desperate move!
But just as the silver-white sun formed by the crows gathered was about to come into contact with the straw man, a blood-like light flashed for a moment.
Then the screaming sound came to an abrupt end, and the boundless darkness spread from it again, and the most intense hedging with the silver-white crows that invaded here!
The dead silence, darkness, and the dilapidated breath is entangled with hope, happiness, and the brightness of the front.
At this time, Sherlock finally saw clearly what the darkness that erupted from the grass man was.
That was also a flock of crows!
A group of black crows with black eyes all over the body with a bunch of bloody eyes!
The black and silver crows collided together, and the black and silver colors intertwined, as if they were drawing a painting of ink and wash together.
But black obviously gained the upper hand. After the black crow and silver crow offset, they could get a quantitative supplement immediately. The number of silver crows filled with positive emotions is constantly decreasing!
At the first moment, Sherlock discovered the problem.
The one hand holding the light and oneCompared with the previous one, the grass man holding the sickle has an old crown!
The continuous rebirth of crows also appeared from the crown, which was completely different from the power it already possessed.
The expression on Sherlock’s face became solemn. He once again controlled a few wands to waving. This time it was just a spell that he had learned a new black magic.