The First Mage

However, the current teleportation circle has been destroyed, and the original appearance is not clear. The magic crystal used to maintain the operation of the circle has been crushed into powder. Palin stepped forward to check it in disbelief. Even the slightest magic power can't be sensed. Obviously, this teleportation circle can no longer be used.

"It's over." Palin looked desperate.

Before he came, Hawking explained clearly that according to the rules of interplanetary work, it would take three days for him to open the plane channel and take them back.

In other words, in these three days, they can only make a living on their own.

However, it would take three days.

Two waves of skeletons popped up in this camp for a while. How can I survive for the remaining three days?

Suddenly, Palin said excitedly: "That's right, we can go to other camps."

"The nearest camp is also hundreds of miles away. What should we do if we two apprentices encounter any danger on the way? Moreover, the position where the teleporter is turned on is where we enter the clock plane. If we leave, how will we return? The dark furnace tower?" Lynch asked rhetorically.

"This, this..." Palin couldn't say a word.

"Okay, don't think about it so much now." Lynch lowered his head and thought, then went everywhere to look for the rust he had found before.

More than ten minutes passed, but more than a dozen yuan was collected.

"When is it, you are still thinking about these useless things..." Palin said silently.

"This is not a useless thing."

As Lynch spoke, he put the rust together. From here, he finally found something unusual: "If I read it correctly, these should have come off after the magic alloy rusted, although it looks a bit now. I don’t know, but you can’t feel the magical aura contained above, right? The low-level undead creatures we just met are not extravagant enough to use magic alloys as weapons."

"Magic alloy will rust too?" Palin stared at the rust in Lynch's hand for a moment.

"Magic alloys of course will rust. As long as they are buried in the ground long enough, fine gold will rust, not to mention ordinary magic alloys."

"Well, even if these are magic alloys, what's weird? You still don't allow any magic alloys to appear in the camp?"

Palin rolled his eyes: "Since there is no way to leave now, then hurry up and find a place to hide, and wait three days for Archmage Hawking to pick us up. There are blood and corpses everywhere, in case any powerful undead is attracted. It's dead."

Lynch looked at the rust in his hand, but shook his head: "I suspect that it was not the undead who attacked the camp, but the constructed creature!"

"Construct creature? Malfa Merlin, what are you kidding me! Do you know what it is?" Palin was almost scared to death by Lynch.

Constructing creatures, that is something more terrible than undead!

No one knows exactly how constructed creatures were born. According to the existing records of Anriel World, long, long ago, constructed creatures originally existed on other planes.

Unfortunately, due to a war, the homeland of the constructed creature was destroyed.

Since then, constructed creatures have wandered between various planes under the leadership of some awakened true spirits and produced wise leaders, and then took root in the planes they chose to survive.

At the same time, because they can continue to create new members, so there are definitely not a few constructs known in the world of Anriel.

However, Palin really hasn’t heard of that there are constructive creatures in the place of the watch plane...

If you remember well, shouldn't it be a paradise for the dead?

This is a paradise for the undead!

Even if the construct creature enters, the dark furnace tower should be aware of it immediately...

Lynch thoughtfully said: "Of course, these are just my guesses. Whether there are constructed creatures, that is something that Teacher Rudolph needs to care about. The most important thing for us now is to think about what to do. Tonight safely..."

"Tonight? What else can you do tonight?" Palin was still immersed in the shock of the construct creature, and now he was surprised by the message that Lynch threw out.

Unfortunately, he couldn't get the answer. After Lynch finished speaking, he walked towards the side wall of the gray camp.

Lynch carefully inspected every city wall, looked at the damaged places and shook his head secretly. It was easy to repair these city walls, but some of the demonization treatment above could not be done by a magic apprentice.

In desperation, Lynch could only check the heavy crossbow on the guard tower first. Although the heavy crossbow fell to the ground crookedly, fortunately, there were some scratches on the metal on its surface. , But they are just some problems that have not touched the core device, and they will not turn into scrap copper and iron.

Therefore, after a short repair, the heavy crossbow was quickly supported by Lynch.

Putting the arrow next to the heavy crossbow, Lynch tried a little bit. Soon, the arrow flew out of the heavy crossbow with a violent sound of breaking through the air, and hit a huge tree in the distance. Just fold the giant tree in half from the middle.

Looking at this scene, Lynch shook his head. If this were the case, I am afraid that the power would not be enough. After all, it would be difficult to solve all problems by relying on heavy crossbows.

His gaze fell on Palin who was following.

"I'll deal with these heavy crossbows, and you can repair the damaged defensive facilities."

"No, Marfa Merlin, what the **** are you doing? If you don't say it clearly, I won't help." Palin glared at Lynch: "Don't forget, we were never friends."

"Think about it for yourself..." Lynch shook his head helplessly, then pointed to the remains of the undead on the ground and said: "Do you really think that the appearance of these undead creatures is just an accident? Even if it is an accident," Nor will these undead creatures rush to us as soon as we appeared. I guess we must have been targeted by something now..."

"The gray camp is at the end of all the camps. What can we be stared at?" Palin's hair was horrified.

Lynch shrugged: "I don't know about this, but what's certain is that things during the day are just warming up. At night, when the power of death is flourishing, you should know..."

There is still some time before night.