Dawn of the Grey Tower

It is definitely not a wise move to break up with Emia and Lothar. Whether it is a witch's spell or a battle axe in the hands of the earl of Montenegro, it can cause fatal damage to demons. But the cheese didn't take them this time. Once the chaos in the darkness spreads shadows and spreads under the sun, those who grow in the light cannot accept the terrible existence from the late night. These epidemics must be killed as soon as possible.

"It seems that the situation is not good." Jack no longer cares about hiding his identity. His current humanoid body is covered with gray-brown hair, and his head has become wolf-like. Thanks to his swollen shape after being transformed, the cheese simply sat on his shoulders instead.

The wolf walker's mouth badly refers to the wreckage on the street. These wreckages were similar to the mass they had just discovered, and they looked like debris spit out after the victim had eaten the victim. There is a pile of these things not far away, which is disgusting and makes it easier to track down the demons.

"It's weird to say that, but it's a good sign to see these things." The mage looked at the black mud mixed with pieces of cloth and armor on the ground indifferently. Not full. If the black mud in their bodies has accumulated, it should be a corpse filled with black mud.

Hearing the cheese, Jack pouted his lips, a movement made by his wolf head that was very scary.

"Listen to you as if the demons had no way to excrete."

The Wolverine originally wanted to make a joke. Who knew the mage looked at him very surprised and said.

"Yeah, how did you know that the plague didn't excrete organs?"

"... you just thought I hadn't said it. I don't want to know more details." Jack rolled his eyes and said. He didn't want to hear about the circulatory system of the science epidemic that Si gave him. Even a werewolf would nausea when he heard something that challenged his psychological acceptance too much.

"Well, it should be felt when we fight with them anyway." The mage shrugged, and he was magically perceiving nearby biological activities while talking to his companions. It stands to reason that such a large-scale demon invasion should be filled with sulfurous smoke everywhere. But in addition to the wreckage on the street, the mage could not find more evidence of the existence of demons, which is undoubtedly abnormal.

"Can you smell it? The smell of sulfur." ​​The cheese asked.

Jack knew what the mage's question was asking. But the wolf walker wrinkled his nose and tried to distinguish various odors from the air, but he couldn't smell a trace of sulfur anyway. Not even the breath from the black mud.

"No, I can't smell anything. Did you say those guys have just taken a shower? Or have they started paying attention to personal hygiene recently?"

The werewolf teased the cheese, and he shook his head and patted his companion's neck. But the mage also knows that if the wolf walker's sense of smell can't smell the devil's breath, then there is definitely something wrong with these demons. Maybe it's a spell to hide them, or maybe some other magic item. This must be confirmed when the cheese really sees the devil.

"Let's go through these black mud first. I only hope that we are not too late." The wreckage on the road is the only clue for the two now, but this one-way clue is promising to the cheese. At the same time, I felt a little worried in my heart. Anyway, this is like a trap for the enemy.

Fortunately, not long after they went on, there was a burst of sound in the distance of the street. This reassured the mage a little bit, after all, no one would let a group of screaming people ambush them. But those screams of sorrow also warned the cheese there must be something bad.

"Let's go?" The werewolf whispered to the mage, and apparently Jack also heard the screams in the distance.

The cheese didn't speak, but it jumped off his companion's shoulder. By applying magic power to the legs, the mage can move quickly over short distances. And it is also less likely to be attacked by sneakers.

When they came to a small square in the ghetto following the screams, the mage finally understood why he could not find the plague by sensing the devil's breath. The smell of sulfur may not be a trace that can be concealed by low-level demons, but when more powerful demons appear, it is a breeze to mask these traces.

"Hey, what's that thing?" Jack's hair almost stood up. Although the wolf walker does not know what he is in front of, he instinctively tells him that it is best to believe in acting.

"It's hard for me to explain the origin of this guy in a few words. But as long as you know, it, or him, is the leader of all the plagues in this neighborhood. As for his name ... The Pollution Well should be very vivid ? "The eyes of the cheese began to exude magical colors, which was his expression of preparing to enter the battle.

And what is the thing that appears in front of the two ... in simple words, it is a pond, a pond made of black mud. The pond covered the small square as if it existed here. But whoever is responsible for city planning, I believe he will not agree to treat this thing as a landscape.

This pond is not large ~ www.readwn.com ~ The diameter is not more than 30 meters, maybe its size is more appropriate to describe it with a puddle. But no puddle in this world would be as disgusting as this one. The black mud in the pond was tumbling and boiling, and bubbles rising from the depth of the black mud continued to explode on the surface, making an uncomfortable sound.

At the same time, a large number of epidemic monsters, these horrible beings that reluctantly fly by the deformed wings behind, are throwing live humans into this pond. Whenever a person is thrown in, there will be a lot of black muddy water splashing out. These black mud squirmed in the opposite direction of the pond as if they had their own consciousness, and in the process began to appear some physical features such as limbs or fins. But before they could even run away, a tentacle, also composed of black mud, would stick out from the pond, sweeping these escaped things back into the black mud.

As for those unlucky eggs that were thrown away, they could only struggle while screaming and being submerged in black mud, leaving only a few insignificant bubbles on the pool surface.

The cheese noticed that there were not only lion soldiers in the claws of the plagues around, but also some people wearing masks or masks wearing doctor costumes. They are undoubtedly dementors caught by demons.

"At least now we know why the plagues are not full yet, are they?" ()