Dawn of the Grey Tower

When the scream of killing sounded from a distance, Cheese understood that the overall situation of the battle was settled. The energy in the core naturally attracts a lot of magic, but that takes time, which means years or more without human guidance. The flow of magic power is like the accumulation of snow and ice. It was originally a permafrost layer that had accumulated for many years, but it was cleaned up and it was very difficult to reproduce it immediately.

Moreover, there is a paradox here, that is, if a spellcaster wants to redirect magic power into it, he needs to be in an environment where magic power is lingering. And he and the old man are now located in the very center of the magic vacuum area, where there is only one energy source.

"I believe you won't touch the core directly. If you have this ability, things won't happen until now."

Cheese walked towards the old man, his eyes locked on the other person, and he didn't want to let the biggest unstable factor out of his sight even for a second. The latter also noticed Gray Robe's approach, but instead of trying to escape, he stood there gracefully, letting Cheese approach.

A mage can store a certain amount of magic power. There is no creature in this world that is completely isolated from magic power, even a wolf runner.

There are differences in the amount of magic power that casters of different schools can accumulate, but the old-fashioned mage will formulate several emergency plans according to the stock of magic power in their bodies. Cheese does not believe that the ancients do not have this trick. So now it is a desperate situation for the speechless, but not for the person in front of him.

"I really have no way to directly touch that core. The hands of other people, they isolate me from it, and I have to spend time and energy cultivating my own power to achieve my goal. But it seems that I used so much The power that has been organized for a long time, and the help of Miss Wei Ya, is still not as good as you who have only been here for a few days. This is a bit unreasonable."

Cheese thought for a few seconds, then said, "That's not how things work. There is never a reason why something is ready to succeed. My appearance is just an accidental factor, and in the end, it is not the accident that makes it a reality. Me. You made that snake, or rather, a product of the dark ages you condoned. Would it make you feel better than me if she ended it all?"

The ancient took a breath, and the expression on his face was not much annoyed, "That's right. We always do this, putting the mistakes of the past on the shelf, and can't wait to start over again. And the shadows of the past will always find their way and turn into various forms. .You know, in my hometown, snake is a noble creature, when my people are worshipped as rulers, they can't let themselves die in the way of ordinary people. So they will choose to use poisonous snakes, cobras, to bite themselves The corpse will not be too ugly, and it will be complete. Unfortunately, if the cobra is fused with her, maybe she will have a place in the totem school as a patron saint."

"That's really a pity. Her current character, um, is indeed as bad as a god. But she doesn't have much habit of killing indiscriminately. Those mages should live to stand trial."

Cheese glanced at the core, the huge black snake was fighting the speechless. It is said that it is a battle. Without the magic blessing of the surrounding magic, it is difficult to break through the scales, and even Weiya's spells are difficult for Boffis to work.

In fact, the same is true of wolf runners and vampires' resistance to magic in the story. The surrounding magic power is thin, and the magician's effectiveness is not enough to hurt them. In an environment like the City of Ten Thousand Magic, there is no creature that is truly immune to magic.

"Magic creatures will have a similar situation. Those who have mutated from humans can't really accept themselves. Unless they can forget their memories as humans and be reborn again. We are shallow creatures after all, when we were young The imprint of it is enough to confirm our unshakable cognition. As a human cognition. It's ridiculous that the mages aim to do the opposite without realizing it."

"It's a bit ironic to say this from a long-lived person like you. I don't know what other mages are after. I only care about the truth. If it tells me that I should die, then I will die."

The old man did not continue to say anything. He looked at Cheese as if he was looking at a shadow of the past. Did someone choose death, teacher and student, or body and shadow because they wanted to find an answer?

There is nothing to say with a shadow, because the shadow can only repeat the action of the body. Unless, the shadow acts independently. The magic power began to condense at the fingertips, and its magnitude exceeded Cheese's expectations.

"Don't be nervous. After this time, I should be punished to take care of some things that no one cares about. I think I will not be able to contact the outside world for a while. In this case, I hope that when I can walk on the earth again, the world will be able to Be more interesting. For example, see more gray robes."

The old man drew a circle at Cheese's feet with his fingers. Without any medium, in this space where the magic power has been empty, Cheese's feet have changed because of this finger.

The solid ground seemed to have turned into a flap door. Before Gray Robe could say anything, he turned to the side and sent Cheese into the darkness below. One more turn, and nothing happens here.

The old man looked at the coalition of goblins and humans rushing from afar, with a complicated expression, "I'm afraid I won't see such a scene in the future. In the future, there will only be mages in robes, and I feel bored just thinking about it. "

"Boring is not the reason for you to do this. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" The ancients who were not originally here appeared from outside the field of vision, and they were also not affected by the magic here.

"Why not? You think I'm angry when I say you're making a mausoleum? Our failure in our homeland is because we sit too high and we can only see the sun. Now it's better, you want to fly directly to the clouds."

"Our failure in our homeland was because of the invaders. You were there, and you watched how the great library became a sea of ​​fire, the port became a purgatory, and the knowledge and glory became charred. Our glorious country became the bottom of the river. Nisha, you and we all watched this happen. How can you say such a thing now?" said the old man who had met Cheese in the basement of the School of Life.

"Ah, that's what I hate about you. I just sent a shadow away, and now there's a swarm of them. You guys should be mummified and sealed in a pyramid with only rotting knowledge and ancient dreams in your head. The night that once was will not come again, the afterlife promised by the priests has never come, and our ancestors are still lying in those forgotten tombs, why don't you understand? The world is changing, and the changes are beyond imagination."

"We have tamed the river, and now we will tame the flow of time. We know the change you are talking about, and this place was built to deal with it. The city of knowledge, isn't it enough?"

The person standing in the middle sighed and stretched out his hands forward, "Then ask you wise men to deal with me as a lunatic. I'm too lazy to say anything more."

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