Dawn of the Grey Tower

"I don't recognize this symbol, but it's very disharmonious." Monet carefully looked at the thing created by eight straight lines passing through the same point, and gradually frowned.

"I'm sure it has some kind of magical effect, and maybe it's also some kind of totem, but it's definitely not the part that belongs to the harmonious art, but the more crazy part, with destruction and destruction. The latter is not all bad, Because sometimes it also means breaking the shackles and gaining freedom. But this, this gives me the feeling that a kind of weird order is constructed in the destruction, and it is very wrong."

Artists and spellcasters are both people with a keen sixth sense, and as a spellcaster among artists, or the two are interchanged, Monet has his own unique first feeling for things. This is why Cheese did not mention the name of the Black King, but directly showed him the pattern.

Sometimes these sentimental speeches in the impression will actually say something unexpectedly. For example, Monet's words at this time made a sudden thought flash in Cheese's mind. This thought turned into a gloomy chill that crept up his spine, making him feel chilled all over.

"Maybe it's not necromancy magic." Cheese suddenly said. He previously only regarded the Black Lord as a powerful necromancy faction mage, but now, he has other feelings, "No, what he uses may not be at all." It's not magic. Just something that could be mistaken for magic."

Monet's brows deepened, "Are you talking about a hypothesis or something with some evidence? We admit that magic can be subdivided into almost infinite types, but even witchcraft is only a kind of magic. Type. There is nothing similar to magic in this world, because magic is the general term."

Magic is a general term, which is also common sense among mages. Because of this, the gray robes can advance far on their own paths while always being a group. In the eyes of the gray robes, magic has long been an existence similar to the so-called Tao in Jian Qi's hometown. Only such a ubiquitous and transcendent concept can support the truth they are pursuing.

It can be said that in their world view, the world is magic, and apart from magic, there is nothing in the world. Therefore, the concept of this kind of magic is a false proposition in the eyes of the gray-robed mage. If the world is all magic, then there will be no difference between magic and non-magic. At most, there will be a difference between magic and non-magic spellcasting.

"I know that. I just think it's more appropriate to use a similar concept to express this thing. It's like an analogy, an analogy that is completely opposite to what we know." Cheese seemed to correct his statement, but that was actually just Compromise with Monet.

In his heart, Cheese actually doesn't think magic is everything, because he has seen taboos and the outside world. It's just that these are not worth talking about at this time. Among all his colleagues, perhaps only Chang Xia, whose research direction is completely opposite to his, is the most likely to agree with this. However, this does not mean that the Black Monarch's affairs will come to an end immediately.

The thing that interrupted the conversation between the two mages was exactly the same as what attracted Cheese to Monet, but it was not a light, but a fishy smell. Cheese and Monet looked at each other, ended their academic discussion, and quickly approached the source of the smell.

They climbed a short distance up the steps and saw the source of the smell beneath a prison ball that had melted into the wall. That was a gray robe, and it was a gray robe that Cheese knew. The elder brother among the light and dark siblings masters magic that uses light as its domain. However, now this slender fellow disciple has completely died and turned into a corpse with ulcerated skin.

"Monet!"

With just a greeting, the two mages made their responsibilities clear. Monet quickly took out a can of paint, dipped his fingers in the pitch-black color, and drew skull patterns on the face of his fellow corpse.

Those lines fit my bones perfectly, and they would be exactly the same if I removed the skin. This behavior of painting skulls on the face originates from a certain nation’s view of death. In this nation’s concept, the dead and the living share a world, and at the right time, with the help of skull tattoos, the living can The victims saw the dead and even talked to them. And painting facial patterns on the dead body can lock the consciousness and soul in the body.

On the other side, Cheese began to quickly check the cause of death of his fellow disciples. In addition to the pustules, he quickly found a fatal scar, which was a triangular black mark printed exactly in the center of the neck. It looked like a poor-quality seal. But it was this seal that completely killed a gray robe.

"Death Curse. It's hopeless." Cheese was silent for a few seconds after seeing the mark, and then said in a frustrated tone. Death Curse is a general name for a class of spells, the most dangerous and terrifying spells.

Spells that would be called death curses have only one thing in common, that is, they cause the target of the spell to die instantly. On the spot means immediately, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com As soon as the magic takes effect, the target dies, there are no exceptions, there is no possibility of bargaining, and similarly, there is no solution. If you want to prevent the death curse, you can only do it before it happens. Once the magic takes effect, the target's consciousness will be instantly wiped out.

"The skull pattern is not responding. Indeed, it is hopeless." Monet stopped painting and announced the same result as Cheese. If the consciousness was locked, the skull pattern should have deformed, but the painting in front of him did not. It was as cold and stiff as the owner of this body.

"Can you tell who did it?" Generally speaking, it is easy to judge the opponents in a battle between gray robes, because they can only use their own professional magic. But the traces of magic power on the triangular mark were very thin, indicating that death did not occur at this time.

It is possible that the person died first, and then the bubble holding him burst and the body fell out. There is nothing cheese can do about this. The investigative methods he is good at are difficult to work in a magic game of this level.

"At least it's not his sister. I don't know anything else."

Monet shrugged and washed the paint off his hands with a special solution. People who are inseparable, if one of them dies, the other can easily be suspected. But this time, both of them were sure that it had nothing to do with shadow magic.

"You're right, it's not her. So we'd better find her quickly."

The brothers and sisters of Light and Shadow never act alone. Even if various factors force them to separate, they always find a way to find each other. Blood ties can indeed become very strong when strengthened by magic.

Therefore, if the older brother among the siblings died here, logically speaking, his younger sister would not be too far away, and most likely, she would also be in danger.