Dawn of the Grey Tower

This situation is actually not uncommon. In some places, people will directly refer to it as bewitched by evil spirits, or being scratched by the devil, or bitten by a goat on the heel. In short, they all describe the same phenomenon, that is, a person who is unconsciously flailing his limbs wildly, this crazy behavior is sometimes due to the influence of disease, and sometimes it is really played by unnatural things.

Or, a combination of the two, which is the most troublesome situation. Because if it’s just a disease, it’s enough to be cured, and if it’s just an evil spirit, it’s enough to dispel it.

It is most dangerous only when evil spirits touch the nerves or brain of a person, which means that the existence has already occupied the most precious and vulnerable part of the body, and there is a high possibility of knowing the importance of this part to the human body. What's more, the thing that hurts the sleeper must be in the dream. Dreams are her domain, not cheese's.

The situation is urgent now. Cheese can't just ignore the sleeper just because dreams are an area he is not good at. Long-term stimulation of the nerves and brain is likely to cause irreversible damage to the body, such as dementia or stroke. A dream walker who can get out of bed is troublesome enough, and Cheese doesn't want to serve a dream walker who really can't get out of bed.

So how should he do it? The void tentacles can reach the dream realm, and maybe they can try to let it burrow into the sleeper's dream and pull her out directly. But that was too threatening and uncontrollable. Although he hadn't fought with the tentacles yet, Cheese could still speculate on the damage that this thing might cause.

"Then find someone who can solve the problem." Gray Robe sighed helplessly. He knew that there might be someone in the library who could help, but they were too far away from the core of the incident, and it was impossible to provide help directly. . Then among all the dream walkers that cheese knows, there is only one option.

Cheese took out a few hairs, they came from a cat that can walk on two legs, to be precise, a cat goblin. Fairy hair, like wings, can be used as a general-purpose material. With this material, Cheese can pass through the barriers of the world and find the king of all fairies. He is also the most powerful dreamwalker and Drew he knows. Yi, although that is not a god, it still exists.

It was the first time he called him in such a humble way, eagerly looking for the king who lived high above the canopy and watched the world quietly through the gaps in the shade.

The hair is burning, and the flame formed by the burning of Kailas cat hair burns the palm of the cheese, and forms a brand new symbol together with the palm prints. The cheese doesn't care about other things, and directly presses the palm with the symbol on The top of the sleeper's head, and then the magic power on his body gushed out along the symbol as if it had been sucked away, much faster than the magic power hole.

Three seconds, only three seconds, Cheese was already sweating profusely, as if he had been running all day and all night. King Cui responded to his call, which was a good thing, but the bad thing was that, as the price for the King of Fairies to appear, he had to fully bear the cost of the King's coming. But the price was worth it. It only took three seconds for the sleeper, who was acting like a madman, to calm down.

No matter what troubled her in the dream, that thing would not be able to match King Cui's divine power. Perhaps King Cui is indeed enough to be called a god? It's just that his figure is too illusory, and it is estimated that no decent believers will be born.

"Are you okay?" the sleeper who woke up looked at Cheese who was half leaning on the bed and looked exhausted. This scene is really funny, a person who was about to die just now is asking if the person who saved her is okay, but the reality is like this, the current cheese is really not good.

"Untie the rope on your hands and feet yourself, I have no strength." Cheese finished speaking in an extremely weak voice, then turned over and lay down motionless.

The sleeper used spells to easily untie the ropes from the limbs, and the buckles were fastened directly, and could be undone with a simple spell. She looked at the cheese, got up for the first time, went to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of wine, poured it into a glass.

The liquid in that bottle of wine was an opaque green color, and there was no smell, neither wine nor any other taste.

"Open your mouth and drink it." The sleeper rarely used a forceful tone, because Cheese's mouth was closed very tightly, and he didn't open anything. There will be such a reaction, of course, because Cheese knows what the liquid in the glass is, so he is determined not to let it drink.

"If you don't open your mouth again, I'll pour it in through your nose, anyway, the effect is the same." The female mage gestured to pick up Cheese's nose, and the latter opened her mouth quickly in fright, and was poured in full A mouthful of green juice.

"Ahem! Ahem! I'd rather... die than drink this stuff anymore." Cheese got up from the bed, his face full of pain.

What he drank was a herbal wine made from Crack Heart Grass. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com This wine was invented by ascetics, and its original purpose was to cleanse people's internal organs. The reason is that these green wines have an indescribable bitter taste, which will make people experience the torment beyond death.

But everything has two sides. Although the heart-cracking grass wine tastes chilling, it has another effect that all mages cannot refuse, that is, to stimulate the concentration of magic power.

No one has researched how these wines work, because the craziest mage doesn't want to taste it too much. The only thing that can be known is that after drinking these wines, the magic recovery speed of the caster will be reduced in a short period of time. sharp rise. This short period of time is roughly the length of time for the deadly pain on the tongue to disappear.

"It's just a wish, it's better than really dying. There is a magic hole in her body, so she shouldn't be so aggressive in summoning that one." The Sleeper obviously knew King Cui, so it's no wonder that, as a powerful dreamwalker, she didn't Maybe he is completely unfamiliar with the existence of King Cui.

"No way, I really couldn't think of anyone else who could save you just now." Cheese continued to lie on the bed, not only the shock of taste made him miserable, but also the fatigue when he consumed the magic power just now. come back and disappear.

Speaking of this, the sleeper sighed deeply, "You are right, in the situation just now, no one can help except him."

"Is it so troublesome? I thought you would never encounter this level of problems in your dreams." Dreams are a surreal space. The more powerful the dreamwalkers are, the less restrictions they will be subject to in their dreams. This is the same as A mage in reality is different. A dreamwalker in a dream is more like a strange creature with superpowers.

"If it was really a dream. That language took me to the depths of the dream. Normally, I would never go deep into that kind of place, just like...you don't look at the darkness under the bed."