Dawn of the Grey Tower

Russell is standing in the protective graphic composed of high towers and mice, which is the magic circle that Cheese has evolved after symbolizing himself. His emblem itself is a kind of totem. With the medium of totem, the magic circle can withstand The pressure was transferred to Gray Robe himself.

This is the last resort, because no one knows the true strength of the fake prestige. If his strength exceeds the sum of the preparations present, then Cheese will try to reduce the loss in his own way, at least he will protect Russell left safely. Russell knew about this, and he was quite critical. He had already partially undergone the drowning reconstruction surgery, and he believed that he had a stronger bearing capacity than the gray robe.

"If I can't stop that guy, it's time for you to play. At that time, you will not only escape by yourself, but also take me with you. So I don't think there is a problem with this design."

Cheese's words are indeed persuasive. The modified body doesn't necessarily have any advantage in dealing with magic, but it must be able to run and jump better than Si, which is very precious when escaping.

Therefore, it is better to let Russell do the final insurance in the degree of rigor of the plan than to let the cheese come to the rear. As for the forbidden power, it was obvious that the gray robe did not intend to use it, otherwise there would be no need to call Russell.

The spell, unfolded with the rapid melting of the candle. Those white candles were gradually dyed yellow in the firelight, like some kind of unrefined butter, or like fat just scraped from some creature, which made people feel a natural discomfort.

The weird candles melted quickly and flowed in the grooves that had been prepared for a long time on the ground, forming the last ring of the entire magic circle. When they just filled the grooves, the room in the magical field of vision lit up slightly. This is a signal that the magic circle is fully connected and can operate normally. Cheese who noticed this signal stood behind the demon summoning circle and made a continue gesture to Russell.

The fire, spreading from the wick, quickly rose from all the yellow waxy substances, and the color changed from normal red to reddish-yellow, and there was even a faint smell of sulfur wafting from it.

This is a trick. Cheese knows that false prestige can perfectly cover up the smell of sulphur on his body. The thing wafting out of the flame at this time is what he uses to paralyze the summoner. Before Russell began to summon the first official incantation, the flames suddenly went out, leaving only a dark brown stench like a charred corpse that churns out from the wax oil, making people smell a kind of physiological nausea.

"That smells like a fart." Russell frowned, but he wouldn't get nauseated because of it. After all, he's already a modified person, and his senses are far more tolerant than ordinary humans or even cheese.

The senses of the gray robe are trained, and the training has a limit, and directly replacing or modifying the organ itself can obviously increase its upper and lower limits to the extent that the training seems to be a waste of time. Of course, the transformation of the drowned is not so exaggerated.

"A fart that refuses." Cheese shrugged, and with a swipe of his finger in the air, he collected the surrounding smoke, and was guided into the jar beside him.

This thing is not particularly harmful to the body, but it stinks very badly. It is a good prop to use as a prank. And this is what they have long expected. When you summon a demon and get a response like this, it is a very clear signal of rejection. If you continue to summon, you may get a fireball sprayed from the candle or thrown out. of steel forks.

A normal mage would stop at this point, but the two people at the moment showed the expression that everything was planned after the stench subsided.

"First of all make him aware that someone is trying to summon. Like a light touch before you dig a shell off a reef by the sea."

"Well, I think you can just use the word tentative. It's a little weird to touch the shells or something." Russell pouted, but he still started to prepare for the next step. He recited the incantation again, but this time he used the second circle outside the original circle to force the summoning circle.

The reason for this is to create an image of a persistent mage, so that the other party mistakenly thinks that the summoner regards the failure of the last summon as a lack of preparation. Cheese's summoning circle is inlaid with an extra part that can make the demon unable to perceive the source of the summoning, so that while continuing the conspiracy, the image of a mage with some demonology foundation and quite persistent will be clearer.

"It's nothing weird, if you've ever dug a shell, you'll know how pertinent what I said." Cheese replied nonchalantly, even though Lothar told him the analogy.

In fact, Gray Robe himself didn't have much experience of living by the sea. In contrast, the Earl of Montenegro had lived in Shixin Bay for five years, and Lothar had a rich knowledge of various coastal things.

"Well, that's it." Russell responded helplessly between the spells. This is a very dangerous technique, but for a mage who is proficient in ritual magic, the danger is often only theoretical.

The flame, rising for the second time, is more intense and hot. A huge figure was faintly projected onto the flames, which symbolized that the false prestige was trying to see the scene of the ceremony.

But unfortunately, the devil can't see through the secret magic drawn by the two well-prepared mages, so he can only let out a sigh of dissatisfaction like a rising flame.

At the same time, the brooch by Cheese's hand became hot, and the pupil in the cat's eye gem became full of hatred. Gray robe lightly stroked the brooch and signaled the other party to endure it. It wasn't the time to be violent, and the fish was just hovering beside the bait, not biting the hook.

A low roar came from the flames, and then the flames dissipated for the second time. The impact of the roar was enough to shatter an unprotected adult's internal organs, but due to proper protection, Russell's hair was only slightly blown.

At this point, the demon's intention not to be disturbed is obvious. Besides, the normal summoning circle and forced summoning have all expired, and theoretically there will be no third method.

But Cheese is well versed in the summoning of demons. If the forced summoning is to reduce the control of the demon in exchange for his service, what if he no longer controls the demon at all, as the premise of the summoner?

"This is a typical suicide circle, I don't think that guy will be fooled." Russell emphasized his point again before singing for the third time.

"It doesn't matter, as long as he projects any body part, even if there is only one look, our real summoning can begin." Cheese lowered his head halfway and said in a conspiratorial tone.

Needless to say, the third summon started immediately. The wall of fire that was completely replaced by the sulphur flame was the gate where the devil came. As long as he moved his hands and feet, he could come here effortlessly.

No demon can refuse this temptation, this kind of invitation like a free lunch, but the fake majesty still did not show up, only one eye appeared briefly from the flames, glanced at Russell's appearance, and then immediately disappeared. in flames.

"Since you're here, don't rush to leave."

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