Chapter 2624: Colorful Crow
When the Withered Crow cried out.
The firelight of the falling fireworks suddenly accelerated, each spark turning scarlet.
The scarlet streaks descended from the sky like fine threads, one after another, piercing the bodies of the struggling crows. Their shriveled bodies swelled as though inflated. As magic surged, the deathly and dark aura surrounding them was devoured completely. Their withered feathers regained their vitality, shimmering with flowing colors like flowers blooming after spring thunder. In an instant, colorful birds appeared upon the scaffolds erected between the rooftops on both sides of the street.
True Colorful Crows.
But no matter how bright a crow was, it was still a crow.
"Caw!"
The Hanging Crow that had first flapped its wings cried out again. Beating its wings, it soared into the air, its scarlet eyes fixed upon the three young wizards. After hovering briefly in midair, it folded its wings and crashed down like a heavy torpedo.
The reason the somewhat obscure comparison of "torpedo" surfaced in Zheng Qing's mind was that the long, thin red thread piercing the crow had not snapped when it attacked. It kept extending as the crow drew closer, like the guidance wire of a wire-guided torpedo.
And its attack was not particularly fast.
Suppressing the urge to draw his Colt Python, Zheng Qing pulled the Remington from his back, worked the bolt, aimed, and pulled the trigger in one smooth motion—the magazine of this rune gun was still loaded with the ordinary Talismans of Evil Warding bullets he had prepared earlier.
Bang!
A flash of spell light flickered at the gun muzzle. The Exorcism Bullet fired by the Remington arrived first and struck the colorful "torpedo" in midair. It met no resistance at all, and the Colorful Crow exploded into a new