Dragon Tamer-Chapter 885 - 889 The Wisdom of Crow Immortal
Chapter 885: Chapter 889: The Wisdom of Crow Immortal
Chapter 885 -889: The Wisdom of Crow Immortal
Zhu Minglang seriously doubted that the White Marsh Crows were not all the same individual, so he had Mr. Jinli investigate in secret!
“They must possess some kind of tracking ability, like a cursed imprint. I suspect it’s their eyes. After their eyes fixate on a person for a long time, they communicate a consensus to their companions. Hence, no matter where we go, a White Marsh Crow will fly by, watching us, and each time only one will appear, never two at the same time, and they all look exactly alike,” Mr. Jinli said.
Feeling indignant, Mr. Jinli left—to secretly follow one of the crows.
Even though Mr. Jinli followed a crow to their Crow’s Nest, Zhu Minglang still had a White Marsh Crow tailing him.
Therefore, from the very first crow they encountered to the ones incessantly haunting them these days, not one was the same individual. In this heavily surveilled process, they had rotated who knows how many times.
Moreover, these White Marsh Crows have the ability to share a mutual consciousness, allowing them to know clearly what the marked unfortunate soul is doing, where they have gone, and what kind of ominous punishment they have received.
Furthermore, Zhu Minglang discovered a rather harsh truth.
Many people in the Tian Shu Continent must fear and revere the White Marsh Crows, calling them the White Marsh Death Gods, incarnations of death.
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This isn’t just because their cries can bring about bad omens and summon vicious creatures; it’s that no matter how powerful an entity is, it seems incapable of killing them, unable to do anything about these White Marsh Crows.
Zhu Minglang himself had tried several times to kill or capture a White Marsh Crow, to no avail. Mind you, he had just captured the Immortal Ming Meng and, in Dragon Gate, faced a myriad of strange divine beings and beasts without as much trouble as with these White Marsh Crows…
“Bai Qi, kill that White Marsh Crow,” Zhu Minglang said.
Bai Qi proudly raised its tail high, keeping its body in a very relaxed stance, then suddenly, the white Dragon Tail flashed by. Despite the distance of several miles, it pierced the White Marsh Crow outside the temple with unerring accuracy.
The White Marsh Crow disappeared in an instant, as if it had slipped into the void…
After a little while, the White Marsh Crow reappeared under the cold moon. Its evil, reddish eyes mockingly fixed on Zhu Minglang inside the temple, as if saying, your offense this time will bring an even more terrible omen!!
“Why attack it if it’s no use?” Mr. Jinli asked, puzzled.
“Do you think the White Marsh Crow alive now is the same one that was stabbed by Bai Qi’s tail just now?” Zhu Minglang retorted.
Mr. Jinli was suddenly at a loss for words.
But Mr. Jinli, after all, was an erudite Jinli knowledgeable about the things of the world, and he quickly grasped the crux of the matter!
“I understand, I understand!” Mr. Jinli suddenly realized.
All talk of invincibility and being untouchable is false!
Bai Qi’s tail strike had actually killed that White Marsh Crow, which possessed some kind of self-annihilation ability. At the brink of death, they turn their bones to nothing, making their deaths appear as though they vanished into thin air, slipped into the void.
But it was indeed dead, instantly killed by Bai Qi’s tail.
However, the moment this White Marsh Crow died, another would take its place, looking no different. Moreover, due to their shared consciousness, they could pretend they’d perfectly dodged the Divine Dragon General’s full-powered strike and continue to mock and disdain.
The thought processes of many life forms fundamentally differ from those of humans.
Take bees and ants, for example; they lack individual dignity and life as concepts. Each individual serves their group. When bees are provoked, they attack, but their stingers are connected to their innards, and pulling them out means their own death.
Similarly, the White Marsh Crows are a hive, reaching a consensus to project to the world that they are immortal, invincible, and not to be meddled with, to instill terror. Hence, at the cost of scaring people stiff, each White Marsh Crow facing a powerful enemy attack chooses to self-destruct, creating an illusion of evading and hiding. Then, another nearby crow takes over… until they drive the adversary to breakdown, spreading fear and terror about them!
So many intelligent lives, humans included, value their own survival greatly and judge other natural species with this mindset. But the White Marsh Crows are entirely different; they exist to defend their name as incarnations of the Death God, ready to die at any moment and take over, all for the sake of their group’s reverence!
One could call it a trick, but it could also be viewed as a great will to exist in this world. After all, these creatures are actually far stronger than they appear, and Zhu Minglang had roughly understood how they were capable of repeatedly summoning powerful beasts.
In reality, they couldn’t actually summon the beasts themselves.
They didn’t have the power to command beings as mighty and prestigious as the Mysterious Ancient Giant or the God Ze Bailong…
The reason they were relentless after setting their sights on a target was that they were employing tactics akin to those of matchmakers.
A professional matchmaker never simply introduces a man to a woman, but rather, after obtaining information about a maiden ready for marriage, she goes door to door introducing her to vigorous young men. Success isn’t necessary, casting a wide net is what counts; and if a matchmaker knows of many maidens ready to blossom, she can cast an even broader and more open net. Eventually, a few matches will be made, and so her reputation as a golden matchmaker spreads far and wide.
These White Marsh Crows are like dark matchmakers.
Except they weren’t helping others find matches; instead, they angered some belligerent creatures in their own way!
Countless White Marsh Crows were scattered throughout the White Marsh territory. Once they spotted a belligerent creature taking the bait, these crows, equipped with a collective intelligence, would deliberately bring two beings together and incite them to battle!
Zhu Minglang was now certain that the Mysterious Ancient Giant and the God Ze Bailong had been targeted by these crows, and had been agitated to the extreme. Their “caw-caw-caw” cries, heard even once, could make someone lose their reason…
Where was the need for any incredibly powerful Divine Skills?
Simply by bringing together two unlucky wrathful and infuriated beings, natural combat would ensue, and with each match they arranged, the White Marsh Crows seemed to absorb some of the power of resentment and anger, gradually becoming dreadful, like dark Divine Beings!
“These crows, they are too good at fooling the minds of others!” Mr. Jinli cursed.
“So, they also intentionally provoke powerful people and creatures, that way they’re always in control of powerful aid,” Zhu Minglang said.
The White Marsh Crows always kept an eye on him for a simple reason.
He had also become an accomplice to the White Marsh Crows.
He helped them eradicate the targets that their fellows had provoked, and in doing so, established a formidable reputation for the White Marsh Crow clan.
“Heh, so they were just playing these little tricks, how can they be compared to someone as sacred and noble as myself!” Mr. Jinli said, lifting his head proudly, shaking off the previous distress caused by the White Marsh Crows.
“You sound pretty similar to me; when I benefit, you claim the credit. It’s just like fortune-tellers who say to their clients that they’ve been having a rough time lately. Nonsense! If things were going well, who would need to see a fortune-teller?” Zhu Minglang laughed.
“Nonsense! I, Jinli, am informed of both the Heaven realm and the netherworld. I just occasionally have some gaps in my knowledge. And do you dare to say that you have not had some dumb luck since bringing me along?” Mr. Jinli argued.
“Alright, alright, your great merit. I think this White Marsh Crow clan must indeed have a Crow Immortal among them, like an ant queen or a queen bee. If I could catch this creature to serve me, heh heh!” Zhu Minglang revealed an excited smile.
Just thinking about the True Gods who offended him suffering through these varied tortures inflicted by the White Marsh Crows made Zhu Minglang feel exhilarated as if he were watching it all as a supreme cunning deity!
“Don’t worry, I’ve already found their nest for you!” Mr. Jinli said, patting his chest with his fin.
“Perfect, the Kuan Yin Magic Artifact bestowed on me by the Xuange God will come in handy,” Zhu Minglang said.
“Let’s go, take them out in one fell swoop, after these ten or so days of bird trouble!” Mr. Jinli said.
“Thunder Punishment Spirit Messenger, go call the Thunder Lord and Lightning Lady Spirit Messengers. Encircle the airspace around the Crow’s Nest for a hundred miles radius, huh, I’ll show these White Marsh Crows what it means to defy the dignity of a True God and let them see who really is the God of Death!” Zhu Minglang commanded into the air.
Obeying the command, the Thunder Punishment Spirit Messenger immediately flew towards the clouds, summoning the heavenly thunder above the White Marsh…
