Dawn of the Grey Tower

"Dawn of the Grey Tower (

When Cheese and Wei Ya saw their tricks and moved towards the place closer to the monster, as bystanders in the battle, Lolo and Yuni beside her had a strong sense of unreality. They were clearly here, whether it was a gray robe or a female mage, they were still talking to themselves a few minutes ago, and they could touch each other as long as they reached out.

But now, against the black rain in the sky and the huge monsters in the distance, the backs of those two people are more like legendary figures depicted in murals or other painting media. The world is not that old-fashioned, but even the dragon seems too reasonable in such a scene.

The end of the adventure shouldn’t be such a thing, it should be a treasure chest, an old man, truth and enlightenment, but what about this thing in front of you? Lolo didn't see the value of defeating it, it was like a completely unreasonable charge, raising the lance towards the windmill, and would get nothing except to let his own blood flow.

Spellcasters are the ones who emphasize the most rationality. Everything they do has a clear purpose. This makes people wonder, what is the purpose of cheese now? Does protecting the rush have an inevitable meaning for the gray robe? What's more, although the monster in front of you is extremely powerful, the rushing power may not be its opponent.

What is he pursuing? Dance Festival had to think about this question. As a member who was called in, she shouldn't have asked too much, but the scene before her forced her to think, forcing her to imagine what drives the cheese without fear and even excitement. Rushed towards the monster. Does he have any problems? A disturbing conjecture suddenly appeared in her mind.

It is said that there are two fate of vampire hunters, one is to die in the hands of a cunning vampire; second, to become the next new vampire. Pursuing something without a purpose is very dangerous. The achievement of the purpose can bring about a cessation, and blindly going deep will make oneself part of the object being explored.

There are so many examples of this, and she couldn't help but start to worry about hearing the disaster caused by the gray robe somewhere in a few years. But there is also a problem in this hunch, how can she be sure that they can win here?

The fight was not right, Wei Ya couldn't say anything was wrong, but she just felt that way, everything seemed too reasonable. Things shouldn't be so reasonable, they are fighting something unheard of, and the opponent's means, power, and coping methods are unknown. This should have made the battle difficult and full of sacrifices.

She had expected to reach the current situation, she should have suffered at least a few injuries, and even had irreparable physical disabilities. Let’s take a look. She is intact. In addition to the two spells that are not serious, her state has even recovered. This is all due to the magic power released from the cheese, which nourishes the dried up. A mage walking on the ground.

there is always a solution to a problem. Cheese interprets these eight characters during the continuous offensive and defensive during this period of time, and the offensive launched by the children of the evil **** is easily resolved by him.

This is too simple. The gray robe walked on the white sand, his eyes were somewhat blank. Recalling the battle of Tianmu, the terrifying evil **** was so desperate. On the other hand, his children’s attacks were not deadly, but so far. Still some, regular.

"Ambush." ​​Cheese suddenly said such a sentence, and then stretched out his hand to hold the outstretched arm of Wei Ya who was holding the curse. The halo in his eyes circulates, like something else in a human shell,

"Don't resist me."

The female mage was stunned for a moment, and then she felt a magical force wanting to enter her casting process. As the initiator of this spell, she instinctively wanted to resist this force that disrupted her spell casting. The loss of control of the spell would bring serious consequences, for her, at least the price of an arm.

But the words of the cheese made her immediately stop acting. This short hesitation gave the magic power an opportunity. Before Wei Ya had really decided whether to give up resistance, she was surprised to find that the spell in front of her was no longer completely controlled. Control yourself. It is rapidly transforming and transforming in the perception of magic power, from a spell she is very familiar with into a brand new thing that she cannot keep up with.

The sand shields strung by woolen threads were scattered in all directions, and the thin threads that adhered to the sand particles turned into long whips and slammed away against a sandy ground. The ground trembled slightly, that was the last echo of something that had been hidden under the white sand forever. However, this does not prevent more sand pits from being produced and make the human body buried here surface out of the sand.

These human bodies are probably the last fate of the followers of this heir here. The back of their heads were pierced by tentacles, and there was no vitality in their eyes. Ironically, this fate is in line with their hopes, and will always be one with the gods they worship.

Nothing new in the attack. They had never seen any cultists along the way, but when they landed, they encountered movable bones shot by a voodoo spell, and even found a hint of obvious artifacts on the elemental stone turtle.

There must be someone here, and the final whereabouts of these people are either to flee for their lives, or to wait for an opportunity to attack the team ~www.readwn.com~ or, just like now, become the nourishment for the growth of monsters.

For these guys who worship the heirs of worms, Cheese has no intention of pitying. Their previous situation may indeed be worthy of sympathy, but from the standpoint of the gray robe, he cannot have other ideas about those who assist the evil god.

It is true that everything is due to chance. It is no wonder that they met and bewitched the Cthulhu when they were down, but it is also no wonder that he is on the cheese head. It's helpless, what can be done, everyone is responsible for themselves, this is the price.

So Gray Robe looked at those lifeless eyes and drew the other scimitar from his waist. No matter what other people think of the weapons of the prairie, and how they put their emotions on it, the length and difficulty of the scimitar are more suitable for cheese use than other weapons.

It is not long, so it can be pinned on the waist without affecting movement, and it is not heavy, so it can be within the physical strength of the gray robe whether it is waving or carrying. This machete of cheese was bought from a rushing market. It had no background or special features. A mediocre weapon, because it only needs it to produce mediocre effects.

The tentacles picked the corpse towards the two of them, and the limbs of those corpses moved in a weird posture under the control of the root system extending into the muscles, which looked like props of a hand puppeteer.

The scimitar is a relatively weak weapon. There is no horse speed bonus. It is not easy to use it to split the human body. Fortunately, he didn't want to use this knife to slash people in the middle. He only needs to break the outstretched hands and feet to leave a gap that is enough for people to pass.

Still not right, after fusing the monster that passed from the sky, it shouldn't have only this ability. Is it preparing any ultimate move? Or is it that the current obstacles are just to get yourself into the trap of suspicion?