Dawn of the Grey Tower

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In the middle of the night, moonlight shone into the hall through the window. After listening to the cheese story, Atta seemed to be connected. It didn't take long for her to return to her room. So only the gray robe and his trophies were left here. The ripped corpse was placed on the tabletop reflected by Hoarfrost. It was a bit less hideous and terrifying, and it became more like a work of art based on a certain cult belief.

Cheese shrugged his nose slightly, put his dissection tools aside, and sat back in the chair. He stared at the corpse and fell into thinking about the tissues, organs, parts and the blood vessels that connect them. He is trying to think about the ways these things can be effective at the same time in a whole.

He hopes that there is such a method, because then he does not have to attribute the birth of this puppet to the gray robe technique, which can make things many times easier. But Cheese would not deceive himself just to keep things simple. He looked at the moonlight outside the window and remembered a spell, a spell that could work in this situation.

The mage narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and finally decided to use it and accept its results. He stood up, and more details of the spell began to appear in his mind. This spell requires very little mana, and even ordinary people without training in casting the spell can use it under certain conditions. The condition is moonlight, the brighter the better. .

Having said that, Cheese didn't get the magic book by accident. He was an ordinary person who cast spells in the way described above. He was a professional spellcaster and had a deep understanding of how spells work.

Moonlight is just an introduction, with his ability, although this introduction is necessary for this spell. The gray robe's lips trembled silently, and the obscure spells uttered to him as smooth as a daily greeting. These syllables and actions, which were classified, rounded up, and finally compressed by the predecessors, have their own charm, but only spellcasters who are well versed in their principles can understand and appreciate its intentions. As far as others are concerned, I am afraid it can only feel weird.

The hand, raised with the spell, cast a shadow in the moonlight. When the outline of the shadow began to change, a gleam of light flashed across Cheese's eyes. He suddenly reversed his arms, and his five fingers were grasping at the moonlight like claws, but there was nothing in the empty light but if a figure was grayed out. The robe caught in his hand.

He didn't even look at it, and backhand threw the things in the palm of his hand towards the ripped puppet, and as a wave of water swayed in the shadow, small black lines like branches began to spread from the place where it was dropped. They are like projections of window lattices, although this window does not have lattice lattices. Those dark shadows meandered on the broken body under the moonlight, like snakes and water.

Soon, the complete humanoid body was distinguished by the black shadow in several large parts, but in the distinction between these large parts, the black shadow was not as clear as the spell should have appeared. They hesitated at the handover position, vortexing, and distracted, as if they were dizzy, and didn't know what to do.

Seeing this scene, cheese frowned. This spell should be able to distinguish the different sources of a thing, such as a cabinet. These shadows can mark the seams of it; a sword, a shadow can Can divide its structure. The problem is that this mark should be accurate and clear, there should be no hesitation and uncertainty, unless the things that make up different parts are connected together in a very special way.

Even a few seconds later, the spell that was supposed to complete the task had the potential to collapse, like a broken machine, no longer capable of performing functions, but could only go to destruction along the established track.

Cheese had no choice but to loosen his tight fingers and let the moonlight from the detention flow through his fingers. Until now, he didn't want to admit it anymore. The assassin in front of him was made using the same technique of his sect, and that technique and the gray robe were all under the same name, alchemy. Technology is alchemy, and people are alchemists.

This classmate is much older than the cheese. He graduated from the Grey Tower when he was less than ten years old. After that, there was no news. Unlike many others who have to return to the Grey Tower to read the bibliography or use the gray robe in the laboratory. After he left the ice sheet, he never came back. For a while, there were even rumors in the gray robe that the alchemist had died.

How did that message disappear afterwards? It seems that the Lord of the Grey Pagoda personally asked Anlena to visit the alchemist once, in order to retrieve something from him. When that thing was actually returned to the Grey Pagoda, all the rumors about the alchemist Then it collapsed naturally. But Cheese was still curious about this little-known colleague. When he flipped through some books in the library, he often saw the annotations in the same font. Anlena once told him that the annotations were from The hand of the alchemist.

Seeing the trail of this fellow door again now is on a puppet who was sent to assassinate him, which makes people feel complicated.

The gray robe who got the answer was a little distracted, he retracted his arm, showing a little loneliness, but before he could figure out why his inner emotions started, the sudden change occurred!

I saw that the body that had been dead for a long time began to twitch as if it had received an electric shock, especially the torso. The exposed internal organs began to contract and collide irregularly, as if all turned into a heart!

Not only that, the convulsions quickly spread to the metal parts of the body, and the sour crunch was particularly harsh in the quiet hall. At the same time, accompanied by a certain kind of heat explosion, the air began to be filled with the smell of barbecue and rust.

Cheese witnessed everything in front of him. He wanted to cast a spell to stop the process, but his thoughts were quickly stopped because he realized what such an abnormality meant. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com It was arranged, and only when the puppet was dismantled and was still spied by spells, the scene before him would happen.

In other words, this is the message left by the creator of the puppet to the person trying to construct his work. And the mage is very curious what this information will be.

The connection between the bone and the metal began to decompose, and the connection between the metal thread and the blood vessel began to ablate, split, and occurred inside the torso of the puppet. Finally, as a rib and the metal bracket to which it was connected returned to its original appearance in a twisted manner, the non-excessive transformation between them naturally disappeared, fractured and then dispersed, and a piece fell from the groove of the metal section. Little stones.

Eight smooth sides were polished out of this stone, and a rune was engraved on each side. Cheese put on his gloves again and cast a simple protective spell on himself to prevent curses or other attacking spells that might exist on the stone.

The eyes of the gray robe began to emit magical light. In the magical field of vision, the brilliance of this small stone is almost dazzling. It is hard to imagine how it was hidden in a simple iron pipe before. Inside without revealing the slightest abnormality. It is also hard to imagine that this puppet still hides such a mechanism. This increasingly proves the possible connection between its maker and the gray tower.

Hand, carefully squeeze the stone, it is really small, less than a knuckle. Cheese closed his magical vision, otherwise he would not be able to see the details on the stone. The runes on the eight sides came from eight languages, and some even mixed the two letters of writing. They were more than words. Like a magic circle. But even those who don't understand magic will be amazed at the exquisite shape of these runes and the beauty they exude.

Is this alchemy?