Dawn of the Grey Tower

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"Boom, boom, boom" The sound in the cave is still echoing. It maintains a single rhythm and a specific frequency, which reminds the curd of the metronome used by the musician to adjust his rhythm. However, in such an environment, no one will put a metronome with such a loud sound. What is the source of this sound?

The soil under the "click" was kicked off, rolling on the **** with a series of small noises. The spellcaster frowned and looked at the road under his feet. The tunnel in front of it was different from the gentle **** before, extending downward at an angle of nearly ninety degrees. Although there is no shortage of footholds on this downward path due to the rough excavation, after a moment of thinking, the currow decided not to go deeper.

The problem is not how to enter. Once such a hidden danger is left in the back road, the wizard can't walk on the steep **** like Krus. And such a narrow tunnel also makes it impossible to move into a crow. If there is no danger deep in the cave, if there is any trouble that cannot be solved quickly, it is simply looking for death.

"So I said, I hate underground." Helpless glanced at the darkness in front of him, and the curse turned and walked towards the exit. But he just turned around, and his body fell forward violently. If the staff in his hand was supported in time, I am afraid the wizard is now lying on the ground.

"What?" The spellcaster could feel that his ankle was entangled with some slender object, and the sticky and moist touch made him shudder. In this case, it was too late to use the spell. The glare flashed in the eyes of the currow, and his staff sank into the ground about a third to become a solid fulcrum. The wizard relied on this fulcrum. Using his arms to exert force, he finally pulled out his ankle.

"What the hell." The wizard who had escaped from the catastrophe pulled out his staff and rolled forward two times, so as to distance himself from what caught him. Simply the other party didn't seem to catch up, and the Crow had time to regroup. The red light released from the eyes of the crow on the staff in his hand is more than twice as strong as before. This light is different from the light of daylight or flame. As long as it does not happen to look directly at the light source, it will not attract the attention of creatures. .

Relying on a clearer light, the wizard finally saw something tangling his ankle. He took a deep breath, because under the **** he was standing on, he was swinging several tentacle-like soft bodies that protrude from the ground, but they are not tentacles. The top of each soft head is a sharp round mouth. Device. The crows know them, this is a kind of worm that is good at digging the ground, but in general, the living space of this creature is very deep underground, and those sharp teeth evolved in order to travel between hard rock and metal Out of the weapon.

With the intelligence of the enemy, the curse's heartbeat slowed down slightly, and he sneered a little disdainfully, "It seems that the witch's taste is a little bad." But then, a drop of water fell on his shoulder.

Retreat! This was the command given to him by the wizard's experienced experience. The moment the water drop fell, the curse crowed back almost ten steps before stopping. And after pulling away, he saw a worm hanging from the top of the cave, coiling in the air like a snake. The water droplets just now were saliva left from its spiral serrated mouth.

The situation is a bit wrong. If the initial worm was just an accident, this second attack may not seem to be accidental. The spellcaster ’s eyes searched, and he suddenly found that in the darkness he had missed before, there were actually many holes of thumb thickness, and now, with the body temperature and breathing, the carnivorous monsters lurking in it are slowly He leaned out and perceived the situation in the tunnel with his head without sight and hearing.

The originally quiet tunnel gradually became lively. Numerous worms of varying thickness broke out from the tunnel in all directions. Their sound of wringing the soil was like the pulse of some kind of giant beast, giving the illusion of getting into the mouth of the giant snake. . Are you surrounded? Without looking back, the spellcaster knew his dilemma. There are at least fifty steps away from the exit of the surface, enough for these worms to swallow up and eat themselves up.

If you change yourself, I am afraid that my legs have been weakened by this terrifying scene. Even the cheese, in the face of such densely packed, yet every massive worm that can crush the gold, can never remain calm. But the Crow can, not because of his age, but he knows that today is not his death.

"Do you want my flesh and blood, right? Because there is not much right to eat around here." The wizard's eyes were full of magic power, and the tone was plain. He certainly knew that the worm could not understand human words, but He also believed that those who controlled these worms ambushing themselves here must understand.

"Then you have to pick it up. The blood of the gray robe is not something you can easily taste!" Said, and the curse raised his left hand, his little finger had obvious edema, a lot of Unnatural blood poured into it ~ www.readwn.com ~ Causes erythema that can be seen from the outside after the blood vessel ruptures.

Worms do not understand human words, so they have no hesitation and are rushing towards the humans in the cave. They don't care whether this person is a wizard or anything, only fresh flesh can satisfy their hungry bodies. But why, these blood, are not the same?

Left hand, clenched, little finger, exploded. The blood and minced meat spewed out at an extremely rapid speed, and spattered unevenly into the surrounding soil. Those exploded tissues exuded a strong **** smell. For worms without vision, these things instantly became a more attractive target than the curse body. But when they actually eat into it, the deadly toxins invade through this medium, not only killing the eating worms, but also transforming their bodies into equally attractive and poisonous traps.

Horrible scenes of cannibalism are staged in the tunnel, the worms are misled by the taste of the food, and they are desperately eating the same kind of poison bait. As for the wizard who was supposed to be eaten, he was still standing in place, wrapping up the wound on his left hand with a piece of cloth. The cost of one finger is not significant, but for the Crow who has always cherished his body, this is undoubtedly enough to anger him. The spellcaster's mouth still had a smile on his mouth, but the smile was still chilling even in the hell-like scene at the moment.

"Kuila, right, I remember you."