Dawn of the Grey Tower

Cheese's expression was very happy, not because he was keen to destroy, but the process of dispelling other people's magic had been tacitly regarded as a form of entertainment for this gray robe. In that dull and cold gray tower, the young gray robes can only enjoy it. They are destined to not be able to get in touch with any playtime that children should have, and can only replace relaxation and rest with more interesting learning.

This caused Cheese to develop his current habit, and he enjoys the process of dispelling magic, because in his eyes, it is indeed an entertainment activity, and it is the kind he is best at. Thanks to this, the hotbed magic quickly revealed something deeper in his eyes.

This kind of magic is very different from what Cheese has been exposed to before. It is more vivid and active, and it not only reminds him of the other two gray robes, the **** of wine on the grassland, and the rushing alchemist.

These two fellows went crazy and died, but the research they left all pointed in the same direction, the adaptation of magic, or the possibility of non-solidified magic. However, the Dionysian went the wrong way and turned himself into a monster that assimilates other living and non-living things, and although the alchemist kept the results in that magical dice, it was only the product of theory and experimentation. It has not been developed into a new magical faction.

For comparison, the principle of the hotbed is closer to the Dionysian carnival magic. By dissolving the boundaries of things, the originally inactive spells have the characteristics of some creatures.

Of course, the same performance can also be achieved in the form of alchemy. As long as enough types of spells are set to be included in the spell pool, and then the magic moss can randomly generate corresponding attack spells from it, the same effect can be achieved.

However, the former is more random. If magic grows completely freely, no one knows what form it will mutate. The latter naturally needs to write a large number of attack spells when casting spells, which will definitely consume a lot of magic power and energy.

Obviously, the spell in front of him is not one of the above two. Compared with the creation of Dionysus and the alchemist, the hotbed in front of him is full of a sense of primitiveness.

It's like a sculpture without finesse, without careful sketching, you can see its outlines and see what it wants to look like, but it's still a long way from being real. In the realm of magic, this means that the spell is not complete, it means that it is full of variables and not stable enough.

Gray Robe stretched out his fingers and approached the venomous snake closest to him, or, in other words, approaching the effective boundary of attack magic. The poisonous snake formed by magic moved closer to the fingers in both directions. Just as the poisonous snake was about to bite him, Cheese's footsteps began to move, and his body gradually approached the hotbed, but his hand without crutches was beating fast in the air like a conductor.

His fingers seem to have some kind of strange attraction. After attracting the first poisonous snake, he also attracted almost all the poisonous snakes. They straightened up and wanted to bite the five fingers, but ignored the fingers. The connected arms and torso were invisibly mobilized by Cheese.

From a non-symbolic perspective, what Cheese did just now was to use the magic bait condensed on his fingers to attract the attention of the attacking spell. At the same time, through clever calculation of its effective range, the inducing spell was always kept at the same time when it was about to take effect. A range that doesn't actually take effect.

This is a tricky technique for spellcasters to use, because people can make subjective judgments, they will predict, they will be desperate, and even if they know they can't hit the target, they will still cast the spell. In that state, Cheese wouldn't dare to step into a large number of spells so casually, but unfortunately the preset spells are not that intelligent.

"So it's just enhanced randomness and continuous ability, and other aspects are still rigid." Gray robe walked and summed up the experience gained from dealing with these poisonous snakes to analyze the characteristics of spells.

While speaking, the poisonous snakes under the magical vision were already knotted and entangled with each other. Although they struggled desperately, there was no effect. Cheese took advantage of the relativity between these spells, and without triggering any one spell, he directed all the attacking spells here to the other, thus forming a strange situation that no one could trigger. The ferocious trap was solved like a child's play by five fingers.

"I have thought of many ways to break this spell, but the way you used is more... direct than all the ways I thought." The voice that suddenly appeared came from behind Cheese, which was deeper into the cave.

With his back to the other party, Gray Robe, who was checking the situation of the hotbed spell, turned around slowly. He was not afraid of the other party's sneak attack, because it was only a mouse who was talking here. To be precise, it was a human-shaped puppet tied to the back of a mouse.

A simple voice golem, the magic power it contains is too simple to be a medium for launching spells, so there is no need to worry about the speaker attacking himself through the golem.

"If it is designed more directly, it may be more difficult to be cracked. The weapons on the table can't be ignored the most, and blindly pursuing secrecy may lose the advantage it should have." Cheese replied indifferently. .

He has already guessed the identity of the person who spoke to him on the puppet's side, a speechless mage, most likely the inventor of the hotbed spell. It seems that although they are called speechless, they are not really silent.

"It makes sense. Maybe I subconsciously think that everything here is dark. The funny thing is that we are stealing the light."

This is a very bad omen, when a man can state his intentions candidly, or what he intends is still far away, it's okay to talk about it at will.

Or, he has been very close, and even completed his own plot, so he is no longer afraid of any unexpected events to bring about changes. Obviously the situation of the speechless will be more inclined towards the latter, but Cheese is more inclined to be a bluff. If the steal is complete, the opponent will not be here.

"I'm looking for a missing friend, her name is Weiya, she is from the Energizing School, I don't know if you have seen her." Cheese stretched his cane slightly forward, showing a rather oppressive look.

He hoped to use this to make the other party think that he came alone, a lone ranger who strayed here to find a missing friend. Because if the silent mage in front of him knew that behind Cheese was a whole army that was about to attack them, he would never continue to greet him.

"Weiya, I seem to have heard this name. We have invited some mages with unique research fields to help. After the ceremony, they will be sent back, and your friends will be fine by then."

Yes, if you stole the core energy during the ceremony, then the whole city will most likely fall in the air. I am afraid that few people here will survive. Everyone is dead. Of course, disappearance is not important. .

Cheese secretly criticized the other party's answer. In his opinion, the mage obviously did not realize the determination of the ancients. They may still naively believe that the high-level officials of the City of All Laws will delay the ceremony or simply put it away after the energy theft. Cancel.

Originally this was possible, but by recalling several meetings with the ancients, Gray Robe could vaguely sense a paranoia and madness from their calmness, and they probably didn't want to wait any longer.

The side effects of longevity are far more than expected, which is the result that Cheese has learned and observed from his teacher and Anleena. He believed that those ancients would not be exempt. Under their calm appearance, it is very likely that they had already been deformed into some kind of living souls, blindly wanting to recreate their yesterday's life. However, these dead souls are very capable and relatively patient.

"Really? I don't know if I can meet her. I want to check her condition."

"This, I still need... You are not alone!" The puppet stopped halfway, because there were footsteps in the passage where Cheese was.

Gray Robe sighed and stretched out his palm to the puppet.

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