Dawn of the Grey Tower

"Are you doing this now?" The question asked by Kailas was actually a question the cheese asked himself. Has his magical skill succeeded? If it succeeds, why is there no evil spirit coming in response to his call except for this earthquake that seems to continue into the distant future? This is completely inconsistent with the principle of the summoning technique. Before the advent of the evil god, various visions may indeed appear, but no vision is so monotonous and so long. But if he fails, how should this earthquake be explained?

This is why the gray robe never thought that the cast associated with evil spirits was a type of magic. Magic, no matter what type of magic, when it is released or used, the caster will always feel it. The magic operation process and principle involved in the spell may not be clear to them, but the success of the spell is not. And whether the released magic is in line with expectations is the majority, even if it is something that an apprentice who is new to magic can grasp.

When this common sense is misappropriated to the evil spirits and the spells used by their priests, it is completely different. Every evil spirit teaches believers different methods of casting spells, and even the methods they teach to everyone are very different. Most of the spells known to the gods related to evil spirits today come from the evil books copied by their followers. Most of these books use the skin of intelligent creatures as a carrier, which itself has the ability to confuse the reader. Even so, the number of spells recorded in a book is extremely limited, and most of the content will be murmurs of unknown significance or praise of the evil existence it worships. However, the true magic is hidden in the content that frustrates the mind, and only those who embrace the belief in evil spirits or know the magic knowledge can extract the content they want from each way.

So is the taboo spell so efficient and powerful than the usual casters? I'm afraid not. Evil God spells do have powers that ordinary casters never imagined. They can arbitrarily distort the internal logic of this world, rubbing all common sense and knowledge into a pile of waste paper and then throwing it into a chaotic wastepaper basket. But this often comes with unimaginable costs and consequences, and these consequences are not immediately apparent. This unpredictability makes it difficult for sophisticated casters to determine whether their magic is in effect.

Cheese is an experienced caster, and his contact with magic is almost equal to the duration of his life. At the same time, he has another layer of identity, a layer of identity that most of the same disciples who are also gray robes do not know, a layer of taboo identity, that is, the major he studied, where the evil gods come from, and outside the world. The continuous study of this taboo direction has given the cheese a lot of gains. For example, he can talk to certain existences calmly in the terrible horror of ordinary people who just glance at a glance. For example, he is to a certain extent free from those extraordinary confusion. The influence, for example, he will hardly be countered by the evil spirit spell. However, none of these can change the essence of evil spirit spells, that is, these spells are not driven by the magic of this world, and their functions and occurrences are completely dependent on the will to be mentioned in these spells. In the final analysis, the summoning technique is just a spell requesting the advent of the gods. The advent of the gods still depends on itself.

"I, I don't know." It may only be the cheese himself who knows the sense of humiliation when he says these four words. As a gray robe, it is not clear that the spell he released has no effect. This is probably a thing that everyone will laugh at. As long as the algorithmist knows the difference between the magic call and other spells, his self-esteem does not allow him to explain his powerlessness to his companions.

Unexpectedly, the cat leprechaun didn't do anything to ridicule the cheese, and Kailas knew that the situation was not when he was mean to others. Compared with the wizard's spells, he was more concerned about the earthquake. When will it stop? No one knows what this end of tremor will bring, and no one wants to know.

"Look! Tianmu!" Batu's words attracted the attention of several people. They struggled to look forward. The old and huge tree shook with the earth's crust in the vibration, and the knots spread over its trunk and branches. It seems that there was loosening, and some smaller knots began to fall from the sky wood. This seems to be a good thing, because every drop of a knot restores the vitality of this big tree. Gradually, all the buds began to grow on the sky trees that were like dead trees. But when everyone marveled at this, something even more terrible happened. Outside of the earthquake, a terrible energy that can be felt by standing on the ground is rushing from below the ground toward the surface, just like the precursor of a volcanic eruption, the whole earth groans in the vibration ~ www.readwn. com ~ The soil covered by vegetation cracked in the opposite direction, and the cracked lines made the originally flat land split into gullies.

An angry whisper echoed in the shock, tumbling out from under each gully. The tone of this whisper was extremely vicious and hatred. It repeated a word constantly, a word that made people unable to understand the meaning and could only feel chill. The cheese understood, just like when the shaman touched him then he understood the prairie language. Although he had n’t learned the language used in this whisper, he understood the vocabulary that was repeated repeatedly. Meaning, home. The things that created these ravines are cursing home.

The mage knows the name, and he knows what it is from the experience that Lothar tells ... "Crush!" "Kill kill!" Thoughts were interrupted by the roars coming from the cracks, and the language used by these roars was several people. No stranger, especially Batu, when he heard so many familiar battle roars, his face obviously changed.

"Earth, the ghost of the ground!" Batu, who grew up listening to the legend of the spirits, said subconsciously that those souls who were exiled to the ground and could not become stars are the nightmares of the herdsmen.

As if to confirm his words, several figures rushed out of a crack perpendicular to the ground on their horses. Their bodies were dressed in the uniform of death and they held weapons in their hands. And this is not over, more riders rushed to the surface from the crack, they screamed and roared, celebrating the return to the familiar grassland after countless years. As the army of the deceased landed, the cracks in the roots of Tianmu became bigger and bigger. Finally, when those cracks became terrible cracks, and when the force from the ground came to the surface, this earthquake The source of his revealed his true face in the sun!