"Butterflies?" the crow boy couldn't help but be wary, as a hunter, he wouldn't ignore anything that defied common sense.

In late autumn, the temperature in London is already in the single digits, and because of the recent rain, it is even close to freezing.

The picture scroll of Beauty and Hell is revealed on the wings of a butterfly at this moment, Alice keeps flapping her wings, the two scrolls are intertwined with each other, the divine and the demonic are mixed together, making people feel torn apart.

Alice slowly flapped the wings behind her back, the milky white skeleton and the ultramarine demon seemed to come to life, the skeleton and the demon fought hard, choking each other's throats with bone claws and meat wings, and the thick killing intent was vividly displayed.

On the wings on the other side, there is a terrifying skeleton hell picture, countless night skeletons and countless demons fighting in the scene of hell, it is the war between the first fallen and Hades.

The crow boy was surprised to find that the beautiful woman was just a pattern on one of the butterfly's wings.

The pattern on the butterfly wings of this Alice incarnation is unpredictable, at first, I can't tell what the pattern is, but soon the real pattern is revealed, landscapes and flowers, quite the charm of the classical painting school, after a few breaths, the pattern is transformed into a beautiful woman pattern, the woman is sexy, and her appearance is a little like Alice's appearance, but it is more enchanting and charming.

After a few seconds, the butterfly's body had become the size of an umbrella, its body was still Alice's appearance, only more sexy and exposed, and behind her beautiful back, there was a pair of beautiful wings, and the pattern on the wings now looked out what it was, but it was brilliant and colorful, and that beautiful pattern, even if the best impressionist painter in the world was called, it was impossible to paint its beauty with a brush and ink.

The wings of this Alice butterfly are in the wind, and with each flapp, her body grows larger.

This butterfly is Alice's secret card ability.

The crow boy was stunned, and out of the chrysalis flew something like a butterfly, at first, the size of a thumb's fingernail.

A few minutes later, there was a slight wriggling in the chrysalis, and then, a "click" sound came from it, and a crack opened on the surface of the chrysalis.

To his surprise, the crows who had obtained their amplification ability all returned in vain, the appearance of the huge chrysalis was even tougher than steel, and the crows attacked again and again with their beaks and claws, but with little success, not even a trace was left on it.

"Bell Bell Bell ~"

The crow boy waved his hand, and countless crows abandoned those imperial butterflies and attacked the huge chrysalis on the ground.

However, after a few seconds, Alice disappeared completely, leaving a pink and purple chrysalis with some blue accents in its place, motionless, as if dead.

Alice suddenly curled up and crouched, and then slowly shrunk, this ability reminded Raven Boy of his teammate Mercedes at first glance, could it be that the abilities of these two guys are similar?

But even so, there are still hundreds of people who line up every day to get Black Dawn to bestow secret cards, and those are all people who are consumed by lust and want to gain power to do some shady things, but Black Dawn is still willing to entertain these "customers", and the relationship between the two is like that of a sheep and a shepherd covered with wool.

Inhuman power is not only something that can be obtained by contributing desires.

The use of artificial secret cards requires the burning of life.

The peacock-blue tattoo on her cheek suddenly lit up with a faint glow, and at the same time, a blue secret card gradually burned in her mind.

Alice didn't say any more nonsense and went straight to her secret card.

"Secret card! Ghost Beauty Butterfly!"

"A secret card made with desire?" The crow boy did not hide his greedy gaze, he was willing to win the elves this time to break into the lair of Black Dawn, but not for the money, in the face of this kind of order that can turn the world upside down, money or anything is not worth mentioning at all.

"Is your secret card man-made?" Compared to the origin of her name or sexy beauty or something, the crow boy is more concerned about the breath on this Alice's body, which is different from any known type of secret card, some are similar to fantasy, and some are similar to ordinary type changers, but if you distinguish carefully, you can find the difference.

"It's really lively today!" the sexy woman smiled charmingly: "You can call me Alice, it's a name from a fairy tale!"

"Secret card master, isn't it?, how come I've never seen the breath of you?" the crow boy gripped the cross, and as a devout believer, the faith in his heart immediately brought him back to his senses, and he no longer thought about those obscene things.

"This?" The crow boy looked at this sexy and bewitching woman, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly, and his lower body unconsciously underwent a subtle change.

The most important thing is that this woman's eyes turned out to be golden yellow, like two beautiful ambers.

"Oh, it's you, intruder?" a coquettish voice came from the shadows, and a purple bob goddess wearing a sexy purple corset and a black breast slowly walked out, this person's makeup is very exaggerated, there is a triangular peacock blue tattoo on the left cheek, the color of the lipstick is also very heavy, at first glance it looks like a mouth full of blood, the lower body is a sexy pink skirt and black sunstrings, and a pair of super high red high heels on the feet.

"Come out!" the crow boy stretched out his hand and tore off the silver necklace around his neck, which was adorned with a delicate cross and inlaid with red gems the size of rice grains, which sparkled in the light of the light, and looked extremely beautiful and precious.

Countless butterflies and crows intertwined in the air, as if someone was sewing clothes from two pieces of cloth of different colors, and the wings and scales of the butterflies fell like raindrops, covering the entire ground, slippery, and it was necessary to maintain balance for half a day when stepping on it.

The insect's mouth is also very strange, like the clockwork of a clock, and when it sucks the nectar of the flower, it will only stick this "clockwork" into the stamen or the flesh of the corpse.

But only a few people know that these beautiful insects don't just feed on nectar, in fact, most of the butterflies are carnivorous and will gather in large numbers on the bodies of the deceased, which at first glance seem to be messengers that take away people's souls. So gradually such an intention was formed.

This short-lived insect is so beautiful that it has been given this romantic fantasy of death by people all over the world.

Perhaps because butterflies are beautiful and have a short lifespan, they always conjure up images of "death".

In addition, the Greek word psyche also has the meaning of soul in English.

In Irish culture, it is believed that people will turn into butterflies after death, and the goddess Psyche, who is in charge of the soul in Roman mythology, is also described as an image with butterfly wings on the back.

However, what few people know is that butterflies actually also symbolize death and soul.

The butterflies flapped their wings and flew towards the position of the crow boy, they are a very beautiful animal in nature, from ugly insects to beautiful butterflies, the transformation of life levels is perfectly displayed on the butterflies.

The largest, the crow, bearing the name of the Knight of the Holy Table, stood on the crow boy's shoulders at all times, and the two of them did not leave an inch.

Countless crows, like death squads, slammed their heads into the glass frantically outside, as if they wanted to smash the windows, and at the same time, more crows flew from the corridor, like a screaming black cloud, "wow, wow", and flew into the hall.

Suddenly, there was a series of crashing sounds from the window.

"Bang bang bang!"

This feeling, if you have to describe it, is more like a myriad of messengers symbolizing death, flying towards him in droves.

"That's not right...... Raven Boy frowned, and he faintly felt an indescribable strange feeling.

One, two, three...... Countless emperor butterflies flapping their wings from all directions, their movements are extremely regular, although this insect has a migratory habit, in the Rocky Mountains, countless dark yellow emperor butterflies are like a moving maple leafy cloud, breathtakingly beautiful.

In this low temperature, almost 80% of the insects will freeze to death, let alone butterflies, not to mention the king of butterflies who already live in a warm climate.

The crow boy was shocked by the pattern on Alice's wings, and for a while he forgot to escape, he subconsciously took a few steps forward, and couldn't help but want to watch it up close, he had completely left the idea of fighting and escaping behind, at this time he only wanted to look at a butterfly a few more times, even if he died.

Alice laughed, the enchanting voice was like the chant of an elf in the forest, the wings flapped, the psychedelic wing scales fell, a strange fragrance jumped into the crow boy's facial features, he suddenly felt a hot sensation in his throat, nose, and ears, and at the same time, a fishy smell hit his brain, and the bright red blood flowed down uncontrollably like a faucet that had been turned on.