Dawn of the Grey Tower

"What should we do now?" Wu Qi said confusedly, standing in front of the big pit where the felt room once stood. What he experienced right now is arguably the most embarrassing situation since his birth. The shaman who has always been following the way of the spirits does not understand why this is the case. The skinner alone is already uncomfortable enough, and the hidden things of the headman are enough to cause pain, but God always seems to think that the preparation of cooking is not enough, when the wave of fate hits you At times, it often means that greater tides have come.

The cheese looks calmer than Wu Qi for two reasons. First of all, it was not his house that was trapped underground. This disaster for the shamans only caused the mages to lose some supplies. Those material capitals can't support them to pass through the whole grassland, and disappearing early is just beginning to collect on the spot. And the other one is because this kind of thing has become numb enough to skip the unbelievable result and turn to thinking about the cause of the result.

"Count the losses first, and then consider the countermeasures. You are a tribal shaman, and those people's emotions have you to appease. We can't approach them for the time being, so I will do some work within my ability." The mage's words sounded like she was shying away He was the one who treated the patient to take out the worm, and he was the one who fled with the sacrifice in the mist, but he now threw the consequences of these things to Wu Qi to face. Even if the mouth of the mouth is the most correct behavior at the moment, it can't make his words easier to hear.

"Within your power? I think you should take a break first and think about how to deal with the skinners at night. My hut is an important hub of the blessing, and its destruction means that the blessing of the entire tribe has been hit hard. Those blasphemers It will not be so difficult to attack here. "The shaman's words sounded angry. But if he didn't lie, then he did have reasons for restlessness. The reason for the Salle ’s blessing is so strong that it can resist the attack of the skinners because it is connected in series, and each inhabited tent will provide power for the safety of the entire tribe. The subtlety of this is that those who have just studied the magic of the spirits are completely unable to realize and do it, and have always been proud of Wuqi.

The cheese looked at the shaman, the expression on his face did not change, he didn't seem to hear the dissatisfaction in Wuqi. "Don't worry, it's still some time before nightfall. Lothar and I will go down to see it first and try to come back before noon."

"Go down? Where do you go down? Do you mean ..." The gray robe's words were beyond the shaman's expectations, he said stutteringly, while pointing his fingers at the dark ground, "No, no! It is too dangerous, you I do n’t know what ’s below, this hole is likely to connect to a very bad place! And no matter what caused this result, both of you ... "

"Calm down, my friend." The cheese squatted slightly and felt something slowly with the finger at the edge of the rift. "We won't go down too deep, I just want some evidence."

Wu Qi didn't say anything, if the mage can really figure out the cause of the earthquake and rift, then he can save a lot of trouble. So he had to agree with this adventurous idea, and said to the cheese before leaving, "You are careful, where the stars cannot shine, and the spirits cannot protect you."

"When we choose to deal with those things, we no longer expect anyone to protect us." Because our behavior itself is to protect other people. The cheese didn't say the second half of the sentence because he wasn't really sure whether things were what he expected. He felt the long-lost strangeness from those knots, and if the worms and knots were related by the same river, then there was nothing strange under this rift.

Although the Shale Department as a whole has no good feelings for the cheese, Uvel still hopes that the lantern of the mage will help them resist the skinners at night. So at the request of the cheese, a simple but strong enough bracket was quickly built with spare wooden beams. Those wooden beams were originally used to support the tent. If it was not the leader, the people of Shale would not be so willing to lend this important material to an unknown wizard to build his death props.

Yes, die. This is what the nomads thought about the cheese going down the rift. According to their ideas, the crack must be used by the skinned person to punish the shaman who did not send the sacrifice on time. The evil homeland must be connected to the evil creatures below. Because skinners who cannot see the sun have always been said to be hiding under the ground during the day. Climb down the hole on the ground, the end of the cave is hell. This is a saying that adults on the grassland will use to scare children.

"Let's go up when we pull the rope." At the edge of the stand, Lothar checked the rope on his body. This was the only insurance that he and the cheese had to make sure they could return to the ground. Fortunately, there are many resilient herbs growing on the grassland, and the residents there are also very good at turning them into grass ropes with excellent functions. According to the craftsman who brought these straw ropes, he hung two bulls underneath, and the rope would not break. Of course, the current cheese has no time to prove that the craftsman said is true or false, but the vision of him and Lothar ~ www.readwn.com ~ These two thick fist grass ropes are used to support their weight. Is more than enough.

"Are you sure you want to do this? I always think that the following ... is terrible." Atalant frowned, she could not see the scene in the crack, but instinctively told her that there would not be any pleasant inside. thing.

"It's okay, we just go down to the shallow level and won't go deep. And you and Batu can pull us up at any time. Remember, when it's noon, we will pull us out even if we don't send a signal." The cheese removed the Breath of Dawn from the wooden stick and hung it around his waist again. They prepared the torches, but having a lantern would always save a lot of trouble.

"Are you ready?" The mage asked the two who were in charge of the above-ground part and wanted to join him into Rift Lothar. After being confirmed by several people, he nodded and turned into the rift, putting his feet against the edge as if climbing.

"Let's get started. There is not much time until noon. When we come up from below, we can rest."

Hearing the word "rest", the three people on the ground all showed subtle expressions. Atta and Batu really couldn't understand why after a long night last night, why the gray robe can still maintain such high energy to expand this Adventure. The Earl of Montenegro just shrugged to them and whispered in his mouth, "I really miss the same time as you. Now I will not be surprised that he has made any decision."

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