Dawn of the Grey Tower

This gathering, which gathered all the dark inhabitants of the Cangshi Kingdom, came to a curtain two hours before dawn. After regaining self-confidence and mastering the skills of negotiating with these power representatives, Cyclops still completed her task well and won a considerable number of allies for the cheese side. However, as Jason mentioned before, not all forces are optimistic about the outcome of this war.

While about half of the forces chose to join, the other half of the on-site representatives chose silence. Some of the delegates even turned off the lights before the rally, and announced that the forces they represented had withdrawn from the operation. Most of these absenteeists chose to stay away from the kingdom long before the rally began. It was only because they feared the revenge of the witch that they took part in the rally. After Roland guarantees that he will not be held accountable, no matter how dazzling the future promised by the one-eyed, it has nothing to do with them.

Although these escapers will not be pursued by other forces, but if the cheese really succeeds in resisting the plague, then these people will have to start again when they come back. No one will keep for them what they have now.

"It's as many as I expected." Jason looked at the bright red flamed lampstand in the auditorium and said.

"But fewer than we expected." The ghoul's cold voice came from not far away, and a middle-aged man in a black robe, who looked like a monk, came over from the fire.

It was not just him. After the rally, all the delegates who chose to support the witch camp did not leave. These people crossed the low wall of the auditorium and walked from all around to the one-eyed pedestrian standing in the center of the stage. Their task tonight is not over.

"It's also something that can't be helped. Not everyone likes us as deeply as here." The person speaking came from beside the ghoul, an old man in a white robe, but this old man No hair can be seen on his face, whether it is a beard, hair or even eyebrows are all removed. His voice seemed hollow, giving people a feeling of coming from afar.

"Ghoul and Wraith? This is an interesting combination." Roland picked up his brim, and he saw the identity of the old white robe at a glance. After all, the unique halo around the outline of the body is very easy to recognize.

"It's just two old guys who can't die." The white robe's wraith seemed to be in a good mood. He smiled and responded to Roland's words.

"Something can't die! You've been dead a long time ago!" A sharp voice came from the height of the adult's thigh, and a group of dwarfs jumped towards this side. In the light of the fire, Lothar finally saw what kind of dwarf species it was.

These little guys look like human kids with a khaki skin, but their ears are large and they are pointed at the end like elves. This feature is also one of the reasons why some scholars insist that the dwarves are mixed dwarves and elves. But in fact, the characteristics of dwarf are not only that, except for the ears, their eyes and the sharp teeth in the mouth are larger than humans, so that they will not be mistaken for real children.

The person who spoke just now was the leader of this group of dwarfs, and the other dwarfs followed him. This dwarf wearing a colorful and strange pattern has yellow hair. Each of these hairs is straight like a needle on his head, and looks very characteristic.

"Hello, old man. I am the boss of these dwarfs, you can call me, lightning!" The dwarf leader who claimed to be lightning did not look at other people, he and his men only stared at Roland from beginning to end. people. By the time he said this, two or three dwarfs had ran to the old man and rummaged for the candy that might be in his pocket.

"Okay, lightning. Could you let your person get down from me first?" Roland clutched his hat in one hand and said in a panic. As he spoke, a pink-haired dwarf just crawled across his chest. These little guys clearly treat the old man as a kind of humanoid climbing toy.

"Simple. But you have to give us candy! The kind just now was just fine." The dwarf chief said straightforwardly, not at all wrong with his robbery.

In desperation, Roland can only promise these little guys with excess capacity. He took off his hat and tapped it gently with his cane. A lot of candy poured out of the hat like a fountain. The dwarves who had been lying on the old man smelled the candy, and cheered for the cap that was filled with the candy from the old man without the command of their leader, and ran aside to divide the spoils.

"You feed them so many sweets, and in two days they will run over and let me extract tooth decay." A muffled voice said with resentment. This is a man wearing a long-billed crow mask, her appearance is completely covered by the mask. But in terms of figure, this person is undoubtedly a woman.

"You don't know how these little guys can make trouble. My clinic has been demolished by them several times."

"Sorry, doctor. But this is also impossible. You know, no one can stand between dwarf and candy." Jason walked to Roland and spread his hand to the mask man.

"Introduce, this is Miss Hill. It is the best healer of the whole lion and the representative of Dementors."

"Hill ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I am very happy to meet you, old gentleman. If you need to cure any old injuries or old diseases, I can give you a half-fold, one year of trauma, five years of visceral injury, how? "The masked Dementor extended his left hand towards Roland."

"Roland, it's also a pleasure to meet you. Ms. Hill. But I think it's better to take some milder treatment for my old bone." Although the treatment of Dr. Dementor's doctor Roland is not clear, he knows this This kind of terrible existence that devours the life span of other organisms is still good for less contact.

As more and more delegates approached the one-eyed one, Jason began to introduce the forces who decided to join the witch camp one by one. In addition to ghouls, wraiths, dwarfs, and dementors, the man who chose to fight alongside them also had a Batman and an existence who participated in the rally as an individual like a guide. It was a man whose hair was long enough to cover his face, with a ukulele in his waist.

"Pappa" gently patted his hands to signal everyone's attention. Jason didn't know where to pull out an equally black bayonet and said.

"Everyone! Now that we have introduced ourselves to our new companions. We should have a side event for this rally tonight. I announce that from now on to the pre-dawn cleaning, start!"