Dawn of the Grey Tower

Feathers, falling in the air, beautiful, goshawk feathers. The feathers were floating in the wind, shaking, and finally fell to the shoulders of the man in the gray robe. The man stretched his arms slowly from under his robe, struggling to let his fingers touch the feather, and then reached contact with the fingers through the feathers. The blue magic light flashed in the sky's eyes.

"Hello!" The eagle crowed with energy, and shook another black shadow in the sky, almost falling. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Naren fell quickly and landed on the shoulders of the cheese. It already had several wounds on his body. Even if he won, he would inevitably fall from the sky even if he won. The mage can't deal with the falcon's injury now. His eyes are still staring at the black shadow in the air. I saw the thing struggling a few times, still flapping its wings and gliding in the air again, without the opponent, after a short hover, it began to fly in a certain direction.

"You go back first. Tell them not to come to me." The cheese whispered to Naren on the shoulder. Of course he didn't understand the language of goshawk, but the falcon who cooperated with the hunter in tacit understanding of humanity. Naren blinked, flapped his wings and flew in a gust of wind, and never looked back. This is fine, there is no need to let Batu's partner follow him in danger. As for the mage himself, the shadow could still be seen vaguely in the air. He didn't hesitate and took steps to follow. At that moment, he had already seen the true face of the dark shadow through Naren's eyes.

The black shadow fell at the end of the horizon and fell on the abrupt tree standing on the grassland. This tree is not that tall. Compared with trees growing in the cold, its branches are not straight enough, and the branches and leaves are not lush enough. But in this vast land, it is the tallest tree, even if its branches look like human bodies twisted by extreme pain. Now there is a dark shadow on these twisted limbs, like low-hanging leaves, but also like newly-knotted fruits. The tree is full of such leaves and fruits.

The dark shadows that attacked Naren were bats, grassland bats. The cheese is very sure of his judgment, and just like the ground bear was originally an animal that excavated underground insects. Although the grassland bats are large in size, they are not ferocious, and their staple food is insects above the grass. It is not surprising that bats will use trees as their habitat. The strange thing is that the night bat will be dispatched alone during the day, and it also attacked the sky goshawk of the grassland. The most terrifying thing is that it almost defeated the goshawk. This abnormal situation made him feel familiar, and it seems that a similar thing happened recently.

Approaching the tree, the cheese could see more details around it. On the branches of the tree that were the thickest and most twisted, something much larger than a grassland bat was hanging, like a cocoon. s things. The only difference is that these cocoons are not made of silk thread made of protein, but are made of coarse cloth and hemp rope. It can't breed butterflies or any life at all, because it can only be used to hold dead people. This corpse bag hanging from a tree is a common deterrent in those war-torn areas. The implicit meaning is to leave here.

But the cheese is impossible to leave, because besides the body bag and the bat group, he saw another thing, which was inserted around the tree, sparse and crooked, like a sapling just out of the ground You cannot stand on your own backbone. Knots are not saplings, but they do have similarities. The knots erected around the tree look uncomplicated, and they can be said to be crude compared to the ones the cheese has seen, but the breath from these crude knots is clear.

Should I say this is true? The cheese looked at these knots and unconsciously recalled Tianmu's bad memories of World War I. The evil spirit itself is already tricky enough. If the evil spirit is still related to the gray robe, things will move forward in a big step toward being out of control. No, it ’s just the existence of the evil **** that has made things out of control, right? In the final analysis, now it is useful to worry about these.

There is a hole in the root of the big tree, leading to the dark ground. This kind of tree hole is usually used as a nest by animals such as wolves or earth dogs. The roots of the tree can firmly control the soil and prevent them from collapsing. At the same time, the root system of the plant can also absorb the moisture in the soil and let the tree hole Keep it dry. Therefore, tree caves often become the dwellings of some unnatural creatures. It is said that goblins prefer this kind of tree cave. They even use the tree cave as the gate connecting the kingdom of the goblin and the world. People can often hear their children. Because rumors that naughty drilled into the tree hole never came out again. Of course, in fact, most of these children are stuck in the tree hole and cannot starve to death, and some are killed by the animals that originally lived in the hole.

But the cheese is pretty sure that no child has died in this tree hole, because even the most courageous child would not dare to drill the hole in such a tree. As for the Master, he didn't want to drill a tree hole, so he took off the lantern on his waist, lit it, and put it on the grass in front of him. The light in the breath of dawn, mixed with the natural sunlight, turned into a glare that can be seen during the day. The bats that were dozing on the branches were awakened by such strong light, and they cried out to spread their wings from the branches, but none of them dared to pounce on the light source.

In these strange noises, a hand slowly reached out from the tree hole and was picked up on the soft soil. The arm was thin and covered with tattoos of unknown significance. The hand sticking out of the tree hole twists the dirt in his hand, grabs a small stone from it ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and then hits the stone with a backhand to the lantern on the ground!

"Crack!" The painstaking work created by Duke Hammer, although not a weapon, did not succeed in terms of hardness. A stone was not qualified to leave traces on it, and could only be bounced off mercilessly. But this is also enough. The strong light emitted from the lantern quickly extinguished, and the frightened bats also dispersed as birds and beasts, turning into a noisy black cloud to the surrounding habitat.

The cheeseboard stooped to pick up the lantern on the floor and hang it again around his waist. But self-control has always been his eyes on that hand. A lazy voice came from the tree hole, "Why, has your adult mission been arranged in such a remote place? I thought you would go to more places with mice."

"Come out, we haven't seen for a long time." The mage's expression was solemn and his tone was not easy.

"I'm not like you. I slept late last night, and now I don't want to get up yet, why don't you come in." The voice fell. The arm that was picking up dirt flew out, it was not even attached to the shoulder! The tattooed hand grabbed his neck before the cheese responded, and then pulled it back into the tree hole with the mage like he was pulled back by an invisible chain.

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