Dawn of the Grey Tower

The closer to the bottom of this space, the more Cheese could hear a certain sound. It was not an auditory hallucination, nor was it a whisper of an evil god, but a genuine voice. Someone was shouting from below, but it was still impossible to distinguish the specific content.

Something is going on below, and the gray robe, who realized this, hastened his pace again. If it weren't for the fact that these plank roads were really not suitable for running, Cheese would have already started to try to jump down the steps.

But if he really did that, Joan would probably be thrown out somewhere, even if he walked quickly, it would be a little difficult for Kuai Keling to stay on Cheese's shoulders.

Fortunately, Cheese didn't really care about Joan. Gray robe often didn't mind helping the people around him, so he flicked it on the shoulder, and the folds of the robe formed a place for Kuai Keling to sit in. dented and showing no signs of spreading.

One person and one goblin walked along the plank road, getting closer and closer to the bottom of the hollow, and the ant-sized people became clearer. It's just that the space below is faintly shrouded in a layer of mist, which is very strange. It is said that the caves in the mountainside should not be foggy, and the core that stores the energy of the sun is here, not to mention the thin water vapor. Evaporating all the water is already the skill of the ancients.

Cheese, who holds the Breath of Dawn, knows this most clearly. The power of the sun is by no means easy to accept. The energy that has made life in this world also has the ability to destroy everything, but it is far enough away from here.

Space can dilute many things, including those mists. When the cheese descended to about fifteen meters, Joan on his shoulder was already unconsciously roaring like a beast.

If she was left alone, Miss Quickling might bite the gray robe's throat in extreme anger. Well, this is of course an exaggeration. Kuai Keling is not good at biting, and Joan has no weapons in her hand, but her strangeness is real.

"Did it have an earlier impact because of body shape?"

The dose is always closely related to the poison and the medicine. Most of the time, the medicine and the poison can't achieve the effect in a very weak amount. You can't expect the medicine that makes an adult sleepy to work on the dragon, can you? So many times, in fact, dragons are not immune to all poisons, but their size is so large that the effective dose of poison will be frighteningly large.

Relatively speaking, in addition to making them extremely dexterous, Kuaikeling's body also makes them have higher requirements for diet and environment. Although the goblin's physique is special, Qiong is still easily affected.

Gray robe stretched out his hand and swayed gently around Kuai Keling's side. Joan's red eyes slowly recovered, and she rubbed her forehead in disbelief, "What's going on here?"

"It's a bit of intoxicating fog. It's hard to tell who did it now." Cheese said hesitantly.

The maddening fog is not too difficult to create. There are many ways in magic to achieve such a situation. As for the evil gods, especially the priests of the Flesh Tower, it is easier to achieve them naturally. This is no problem, what really puzzled Gray Pao was that he found that he couldn't tell which kind of red fog he was in.

If it wasn't for this, Cheese could protect Joan before she was attacked. As a result, he could only react to Joan's influence on the back of his mind.

Why? Is it my problem, or is it the problem of this red fog? It can not only make people irritable, but also paralyze the senses and mind? It is possible that if it is to be used against mages, such improvements will indeed be more effective.

But it doesn't make sense. The mages here are all speechless. How could they set traps that are effective for them here? Maybe they're all taking precautions?

A series of questions emerged from his mind, one by one they appeared in front of Cheese's eyes and disappeared. This is not normal. Because according to Gray Robe's usual thinking speed, he would not have time to stare at these questions, they should have long been connected into clues, pointing to possibilities.

The speed of thinking is decreasing, which may be more deadly than any magic. When this happened, Cheese had to start to dispel the influence of the red mist on himself.

"Your face was ugly just now, but it's better now." Kuai Keling's thinking seemed to be fine, her speech speed and expression were normal. Maybe those red mists can only have one effect on one person, the most appropriate effect.

"It's alright, just received some welcome." Gray Robe said with narrowed eyes, his magical vision was completely useless here.

In fact, the massive core in the distance would blind anyone who tried to observe it with magical vision, with a burning pain no matter which direction they looked at. This is equivalent to completely blocking the unconventional sense of cheese.

"I hate welcomes, especially human ones." Joan remembered something, frowned and stuck out her tongue. This action and tone relieved Cheese's tension to a certain extent.

"Don't worry, go further down, no one will really welcome us." Cheese's words were quickly confirmed. When they began to walk through the red mist visible to the naked eye, there was indeed no welcome sound in their ears.

Gray robe jumped over something that fell to the ground, UU reading www.uukanshu. It looks like a human body, but it is extraordinarily dark and stiff, and it makes people suspect that it is some kind of statue or golem.

This reminded Cheese that this is an ideal working environment for golems. If most of the figures he saw were golems, then the fog would make sense. But if so, where have all the mages of the Speechless gone? Especially those at the heart of the organization.

"Ah... ah ah..."

Howling like a corpse came from a few faint shadows. Cheese can leave them alone, those people seem to be walking very slowly, but considering that Jian Qi and the others will come later, it is better to clear some obstacles.

With Breath of Dawn in his hand, Gray Robe has always been quite satisfied with the weight of this lantern. Except when he has to carry it for long distances, he rarely complains that it is too heavy. Move long distances.

"Hello, I want to ask the way."

The voice attracted attention, and the shadows froze for a moment, then turned to the cheese in unison. Gray Robe turned on the lantern at the right time and used the light to disperse the fog within a certain range.

The situation was better than he imagined. It wasn't a walking corpse, but a few people with smashed jaws. No, it probably wasn't much better, especially after those people stretched out their two-knuckle-nailed hands.

"I think, why don't I ask someone else."

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