Dawn of the Grey Tower

"Pretend to be a ghost!" "Cheater!" "Fraud!" The heads roared toward the ghost of some cheese. The expressions of those heads are extremely stubborn, and they are no longer what they looked like when they killed Atta. Now they are more like warriors fighting for the survival of their tribes. This is really ironic, no matter whether it is a person or something, as long as it falls into a weak position, what it does will look noble and worth sympathizing. Is this sympathy wrong? Is the resistance of those below always noble? Maybe, but maybe there are not so many real servants in this world.

Ghost was completely unmoved by the roar of the head. It stepped on its awl-like legs and walked gently to the thrown female swordsman. Starting from the shoulder wound, Ata's body has been gnawed by worms. This kind of injury, no, this can no longer be called an injury. Just like now Ata ’s body is hard to say corpse, it is completely a piece of meat left to be eaten! With a light touch, the intact shell will break immediately, and the remaining juice will flow out of the wounds and holes. The ghost stared at her for a few seconds.

Then, there was a shrill roar resounding through the night sky. It's just that this roar is not directed at the multi-headed monsters or other evil things that come with Alai, or even to Alai. The target that this roar is facing is the existence of the monster that killed the female swordsman, the terrifying evil **** entrenched in the sky wood. Evil God did not hear the roar, and no one knew. But what is certain is that after this roar was issued, many eyes between heaven and earth were drawn to the grassland and focused on the ghost. The owners of these sights are the same as when the cheese killed the shadows in the forest many years ago.

At this moment, they all knew that the thing under the shelter of the Lord of the Grey Tower did not disappear with Clark's disappearance. On the contrary, it is still very spirited! Of course, it is unclear how the owners of the line of sight see this matter and how to respond to it. For most of life and consciousness in this world, this roar does not exist, they cannot hear it, and naturally they have no way of knowing what will happen to the world after this roar. This is not surprising. The world always changes when people do n’t notice, and no one will specifically notify everyone.

The multi-headed monster is naturally one of the vast majority. It only sees ghosts suffering for the death of the female swordsman, which makes the cruel desire in it surging up again. That thing doesn't look invincible, does it? It will also be moved by the death of its companion, it still has human weakness, which is enough, enough to kill it!

The monster grinned and rushed towards the ghost. It thought that the ghost could not cause harm to itself, because the heads didn't feel anything when the things killed by them were afraid. They have confidence, and they begin to spit out all kinds of profanity and dirty words. The next second, everything stopped abruptly. No one knows what happened, but the ghost in his hand is already holding the worm in the belly of the multi-headed monster. The end of the worm is connected to a series of heads like a tail. As for the flesh that once carried them? Already collapsed to the ground.

Ghost looked at the worm still wriggling in its hands. The peduncle was still dead and not stiff, not to mention the heir of the evil **** who ate Tianmu? It just lost its body, and it can find alternatives at any time. But the ghost will no longer give it a chance. The other hand, without fear of the fangs in the mouthpiece of the worm, protrudes into its body, sending its own power into it. The yellow-white body of the worm gradually changes color from the inside, and its struggle quickly weakens, and the purple-black color block fills the body of the worm. It did n’t take long for such a worm to exist in the world, only a few heads fell to the ground and rolled.

Cut off several of the culprits that killed the companions, and looked around with ghosts. There are still a lot of dross following Alai, and many of them have rushed into the market while the team was under siege. The wave of calling and death. For those eyes, the darkness or the outer wall of the felt room cannot be an obstacle at all. It can clearly see the brutality of every exclamation, and clearly see the deceased and the dead, Every detail on the perpetrator and the murderer. It has no reason to help them, does it? The cheese will fight for the people here, but the ghost is not a cheese.

Revenge for his companions is probably just the whim of this ghost. Although it relies on the body of the cheese, no one can tell, what is it. Immovably, after killing the ghost of the multi-headed monster, he kept the posture of looking around, like a statue. Those evil creatures who were afraid of its existence also gradually recovered their courage from the initial fled. Of course they dare not get close to ghosts, but since the latter has no other actions, does that mean that they can now enjoy the big meal in front of them? They follow Alai for this!

Crush it, kill it, are you eager to die, right? The warm, twisted death full of fear. OK, I will give it to you.

The ghost's size has become larger. Under the moonlight, it seems to be a dark giant. The giant's head has no human shape, and it extends from the neck to the top of the steeple. With the mouth standing upright ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There are thousands of teeth in the mouth, there are thousands of tongues, and thousands of eyes are open on the top of the tongue. Every eye is full of malice.

"Death." The giant's hand stretched forward, and the black palm immediately turned into hundreds of black roots, crossed the grassland, poured into the market, and pulled those evil things out of the market and lifted it up. , Lifted into the air in the moonlight. Then kill cruelly. Rain, blood and internal organs, body fluids and brain plasma, the disgusting rainwater scattered from the air, dripped into the grassland, and flowed to the ground along the blades of grass, swallowed by the soil. This is somewhat unbelievable, because there are many things in the existence of being killed by roots, such as skinners who can only be killed by sunlight. They would not have died from strangulation, or did they really die from strangulation?

The army of evil things is wiped out just for a moment. Only black giants and broken markets remained on the grassland, forming a grotesque picture under the moonlight. At this moment, there was something that became the only being in action in the picture. That's Alai, or most Alai. After the head was taken away by the eagle, the body left here ran in the direction where the ren disappeared. If no one manages it, it will keep running for a while, knowing to recover his head, or to grow another head. These two possibilities are not low.

"Mine, robe." The running Allai seemed to stimulate the giant, whose voice spewed out from the mouth that was enough to swallow the whole warhorse.