Dawn of the Grey Tower

Cheese shook his hands and lifted the unfinished transfiguration. Because of Yoni as an apprentice, Cheese, who originally only used Transfiguration as a means of transportation in extreme situations, has a deeper understanding of this spell. At least he could not use Yoni as a deformation object before.

At that time, the cheese would tell the other party very seriously that the body of the mutant creature lacked naturalness, so it could not join the magical process of the transformation. Now, Cheese has realized that the mutation of mutated creatures does not happen out of thin air, it is neither mysterious nor bizarre, it is entirely the result of internal or external stimuli.

It's just the same as the disintegration technique. Generally, the caster does not have the energy and ability to accurately specialize the transformation technique to a unique individual level. Therefore, the essence of the cheese cracking the gate is to use the first level of gray robe casting accuracy. Spell, countered the teacher's spell. It can even be said that this is a head-to-head confrontation between master and apprentice.

If this was a real duel, then this little confrontation might not even count as a greeting. Similar spells, the first gray robe can use it silently in a blink of an eye, but the cheese must be dealt with carefully and analyzed one by one.

It's like one person throws a bomb with a detonating device at random, and the other person needs to play the role of a bomb disposal expert, struggling to solve the problem within various difficult choices and time limits. This is of course not a battle of magnitude, but being able to untangle the bomb left by the teacher is enough to prove that the two are almost the same in level except for magnitude.

Cheese looked at the open door, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, and then quickly disappeared. This is nothing to be proud of. It doesn't mean that others will be convinced when he opens the door. In their view, opening the door is not necessarily related to confronting the disintegration technique head-on. On the contrary, it will deepen Rolling Stone's guess that the person who set up the gate is deliberately waiting for the cheese to arrive.

Isn't that always the case with prophecies and legends? A sword stuck in a stone, if you can’t pull it out, you can’t pull it out, a door that can’t be opened, you can’t open it, why can the person who pulls out the sword become a king? Why do people who open the door have ghosts?

Cheese can give answers to these questions, but he doesn't care anymore. He didn't look back at the same door behind him, he knew they were waiting for him to go in, to confirm if there was a second door inside, or some other deadly trap.

This can't be said to be exploited, but it is the responsibility of those who are capable. Since you can open the first door, the things behind can naturally be solved, right? The cheese was noncommittal, but just walked into the library. Then, he saw an unexpected person, a silversmith.

Compared with the appearance of the silver armor when we first met, the appearance of the silversmith now can be described as extremely miserable. If I have to describe it, I have only one breath left. The red blood soaked the gray robe, mixing into a disturbing color. The originally gleaming silver armor had long since disappeared, only clusters of dissociated flesh and blood were scattered.

The cheese didn't hesitate too much, and rushed over immediately, and took out the panacea made by Drew Yin from his arms. In theory, as long as the panacea was used enough and the target did not die, no matter it was a variety of injuries or disease, can be saved back.

Fortunately, when Cheese returned to the Gray Tower this time, he was on full alert. The number of panaceas he carried with him was by no means small, at least to ensure that the silversmith would not die in front of his eyes. As long as you don't die, there is a way. This is the Gray Tower, there are so many fellow disciples, there is always someone who can save her. It's like the injury on her body was also caused by the same door.

"you dare!"

With a yell, the cursed crow flashed behind the cheese with a few black bird feathers, raised his hand and pointed his index finger with a metal ring towards the air. The subtle electric arc that erupts only when the magic power collides is fleeting in the air, and then disappears, and there is a figure of a person.

Who disappeared? Curse Crow didn't look for it immediately, because this is the gray tower, and things may not develop according to common sense. The cheese behind him is trying to rescue the silversmith. If he does not provide adequate protection at this time, both of them will be in danger of their lives.

Of course, the cheese didn't ask him to do so. But they are allies and friends, and the curse crow will not let the cheese be exposed to danger like this. The people here are unreliable now, whether it is Rolling Stone, or Brothers and Sisters of Light and Shadow, they may be the next to launch an attack

people. So as soon as the cursed crow stood there, it entered the attack state.

Different mages have different attack states, just like the posture of a warrior, the state of the cursed crow is malicious. Curses are magic born of malice, and there was never a kind curse in the beginning. Therefore, conjurers must know how to mobilize, control, and use malice. Let everyone who was targeted by him shudder.

Whether the other gray robes shuddered or not is unknown. But with the Cursed Crow showing such obvious hostility, both friends and foes will carefully keep their distance.

That's enough, Cheese's first aid won't take long, panacea plus alchemy dice, even if Cheese can't make people intact, she can transform her body into a body with all the original Functional appearance.

So after a few tense minutes passed, a sigh of relief came from behind the cursed crow, and a low and painful voice came faintly.

"Don't move, you are badly injured. Further treatment and rest are required."

Cheese raised his hand to put the two wooden tables together, UU reading www. uukanshu.com torn down the tapestry used to decorate the wall and used it as a makeshift mattress. Thanks to the cold environment in the Northland, he didn't have to worry too much about cleaning the tapestry, he only needed to gently transfer the silversmith to it.

"Does any of you know anything about silversmiths?"

Cheese took off his gloves, turned his head and asked several colleagues. He had just concentrated on treating the silversmith, but the other party's injury was too serious to allow him to be distracted. The second is also the trust in the cursed crow. He believed that the cursed crow would protect him, and the result was the same.

"She is the source of information about the library. I don't know anything else." Rolling Stone frowned and looked at the silversmith lying on the table with worried eyes.

This is not surprising, only three people know about the library, and Cheese and Chang Xia didn't spread it out. So many of the same sects are obviously informed by the silversmith, the source of the information.

But the question is, why did the silversmith, who was supposed to spread the news, collapse in the library dying? Why did someone want to take advantage of them and rob them just now?

There is clearly something missing, a very important part.