Dawn of the Grey Tower

Although the current cheese is very angry, he still could not give the first thing to Alina the first time. Because between his position and Alina's room is the battlefield. The mage does not want to be involved in this combat power. Even though he may have the ability to stop this battle, he no longer wants to commit a personal danger after realizing that someone in the same door has taken the Moroccan assassin into the tower. If they want to fight, let them go. Thinking of this, the cheese decided to visit the sleeper first.

Fortunately, the sleeper ’s room was not separated by battle. It was in an obscure small corner above the middle of the gray tower, and even its door was made nearly half smaller than the others. , Only for people to enter, if the larger visitors may be stuck in the door frame. The cheese stood in front of the door for a few seconds. Generally speaking, the gray robes have perceptive measures for their rooms and around the room. The actual significance of knocking on the door is much smaller than that expressed in the gray tower. courtesy. During the time the cheese stopped, he was telling the sleeper that he was coming and that he was not hostile. It also gives the other party time to think about how to treat the visitor.

It's just that the sleeper is worthy of being an alternative in the whole gray tower. After the mage waited for the door to open automatically or the message from the door to refuse to meet for almost a few minutes, nothing happened. The cheese blinked, silence can be seen as a kind of rejection, just to let the other party waste time for no reason is something that gray robes who pursue efficiency do not like to do, so they always do not use silence as an answer. Sleepers should do the same. The inexplicable waiting and the unsettled magic fluctuations of the upper and lower sides exacerbated the anxiety of the mage. He narrowed his eyes and flashed a rather bad guess in his brain. Perhaps it was not that the sleeper did not respond to him, but that he could not give it at all. What if he responds?

If it is placed in peacetime, the basis for this guess is often that the other party is busy with experiments or because some things cannot be escaped. In this case, the gray robe visited will consciously leave because of whether it is meditation or other similar magical experiences. All need to be fully absorbed by the experiencer. It is dangerous and impolite to disturb. But in the past, when he was in the gap between two battles, the cheese had every reason to think that the sleeper was involved in another battle. Regardless of the outcome of this battle, the sleeper cannot be okay.

Made up his mind, and the mage had a plan to break the door. But how easy is it to rush into another grey robe's room in the grey tower? Which gray robe is not strictly wrapped in defensive magic and other witchcrafts in his room, and he wished that he would have to put out a series of opening spells and codes before entering the door? The cheese does not think that the sleeper is an exception, because his eyes filled with magic mist have seen the mysterious lines on the door frame, which is unfamiliar magic, and he has reason to believe that it is related to sleep and dreams. The cheese doesn't want to dream, especially at this time when every second counts. Although first entering the game and then breaking the game is to break the standard process of the opponent's defense system, he plans to take a short cut today.

The cold iron amulet was firmly grasped in the palm of his left hand. The cheese didn't know whether this small piece of cold iron was enough to destroy all the traps that a gray robe built around his residence. But this is the quickest method. As long as the traps linked to each other are destroyed by the cold iron, he is sure to follow that clue and destroy the entire system.

"Come on, it's time for you to show your skills." The mage whispered, slowly placing the left palm and the cold iron in it, and slowly put it on the door.

"Zi!" The temperature from the cold iron gave the cheese the illusion that he was holding a piece of red iron. Even though he has lost his ability to perceive his left hand, he still has no plans to retreat. While holding the cold iron in hand, he could not use the magic field of vision to observe the changes, so he had to resort to something other than magic, which was hidden inside his body, which he could ignore and suppress during these years. Forgotten things. "Huh, suck." The blood vessels that burst around the eyes showed a strange color, which is not the look that blood should have. The original white eyes gradually disappeared, and even everything in the eyes became less real. In the end, there were only two points as if the light from hundreds of millions of stars were shining from his eyes.

"Broken." The mage's right hand reached into his arms, took out the dagger he had just picked up from the Moroccan corpse, and quickly flicked three times at a certain point on the door. "Puff, puff, bang!"

His third stab was far more common sense. In a soft bang, both the dagger and the door were detonated by invisible forces. The former completed the weathering and decay that was supposed to take thousands of years in just a moment, and turned into a dust drifting from the mage's fingers Go, the latter exploded a hole with the thickness of the arm as if it was hit by a small siege hammer!

Without any more hesitation, the cheese put his right hand into the door along the hole that was blown out, and pulled the wooden bolt behind the door. So the door immediately turned into an ordinary wooden door, which could not wait to be opened without waiting for the cheese. The mage's eyes returned to their original condition, but his eyes were still filled with scary bloodshots, which was a sign that the blood vessels were on the edge of rupture. He took some effort to pull out the amulet sticking to his palm, and by the way, he took off his own skin. The cheese put the amulet into the pocket of the robe first. Later, he had to deal with the dead skin on it, otherwise he would probably get his enemies as the material to cast spells. The wound on the palm can only be placed like this first, and now the cloth wrap will only cause severe pain.

After paying an unacceptable and painful price, the cheese finally entered the sleeper ’s room. The pattern in the room matched the narrow door quite well, and most gray robes used to place book collection notes in the room and The workbench is different, and the sleeper's room is small and scary. As the mage walked through the narrow porch and appeared in the room in front of him, there was only one bed. Next to the bed was a wooden slat hanging on the wall to serve as a table. Besides, there was only one equally small Door leading to toilet and bathroom.

There is a sweet scent in the room, which makes people drowsy. The source of the scent is the copper censer on the wooden table. The cheese covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves. He was n’t sure whether the fragrance was harmful to the human body. However, the owner of this room must have thought that it was not, because he was lying on the small bed safely, wearing a large gray robe and a lot of pale hair pouring out of the hood, reminiscent of the old The roots of the tree. Sleeper, there is nothing to doubt. The emblem on the robe has proved his identity. It is an eye with a pupil drawn on the eyelid after closing, and this eye grows at the top of a high tower.

At first, the cheese thought he was late, and the sleeper was already dead in his room ~ www.readwn.com ~ But when he was about to examine the body, a slight snoring indicated that the matter was not what he thought. Sleepers, as the name suggests, are fast asleep. The Master blinked, and began to feel that his left palm was getting more and more painful. His worries and actions were just being ridiculed by the snoring. Fortunately, the mockery didn't last long. When the stranger was standing by the bed, even the sleeper would be awakened.

"Hmm ..." Some murmur came from the hood, and the human body on the bed began to wriggle slightly. The cheese found out at this time that the sleeper seemed to be a woman.

"You, come late. Hache ... I thought you wouldn't come and lay down again, Hah ... The ointment was in the third jar from the left. My door was repaired after you, and asked Longji Mountain On the spruce tree on the top, you ordered the Frost Legion to cut it, and I will send someone to get it. "The sleeper said while rubbing his eyes, making people wonder if she was just pretending to sleep.

The cheese tilted his head and turned to pick up the ointment in the sleeper ’s mouth, which was filled with pale green paste and gave out a fresh fragrance of trees and plants. "

"Huh?" The sleeper made a heavy nasal noise, twitching the hair in front of her eyes a few times with her hands, revealing light red eyes. Judging from the hair color, she was suffering from albinism. "Strange, I saw Your entire left hand should be half-cooked, right. Hatch ... Forget it, anyway, you are late too, and it is common for dreams to go wrong. "

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