Dawn of the Grey Tower

"It's not fair! Why should I learn to use weapons, I obviously have something better!" The young cheeses threw away the wooden sticks in their hands and their eyes glowed faintly. He raised his small hand, and the many weapons that were placed on the shelf floated up. Following the instructions of one finger, they were inserted into the wooden man beside him, turning the latter into a hedgehog.

"Look, I don't need to learn to use stones and sticks like those monkeys!" Another person in the training room frowned, and Alina's dark red pupil contracted slightly. She took a deep breath and walked In front of the cheese, just when the latter thought the school sister was going to save him from this useless training, he slapped the cheese fiercely.

This sudden blow made the young mage sit directly on the ground. He stared at Alina stunnedly. The tears in his eyes had been secreted but he did not dare to let it out. In the past experience of cheese, casually playing around according to one's own temperament may make simple punishment complicated. His judgment was correct. After seeing that the cheese had no other resistance, Anina sighed and her eyes calmed down a lot. "Do you know why I hit you?"

The little mage got up and covered his swollen cheek for a moment, thinking, "Because I said the wrong thing?" The unique fluke of children made the cheese use this self-confident and clever way to answer. But the person who trained him was not so easy to fool over, "Yes, but, what are you wrong?" An Lina asked condescendingly.

This question is difficult for the cheese. Although he knew the fact that he was wrong from the reaction of the school sister, but he wanted to really understand where the error came from. It is not a question that the child can now answer. The little mage thought for a long time, and finally gave up relying on his own strength to get the answer, "I ... don't know."

After listening to this answer, Anina raised her hand again, but she did n’t continue to hurt the cheese, but she rubbed his head helplessly, “Go and pull out the things on Herman first, and I will tell you slowly.” The mage nodded obediently and ran to the dummy that he made into a hedgehog, Herman, the name of the dummy.

"Sorry, Mr. Herman." The cheese bowed to the dummy, and then began to pull out the sharp blades one by one. When the dummy finally had nothing else, the rough wood The puppet turned his head to Alina, "Thank you for your kindness, miss."

"Okay, let's go down first." The vampire waved his hand, and the dummy Herman immediately stretched out his legs as if he were amnesty and walked out of the training room step by step. Alina snapped her fingers again, and all the weapons scattered on the ground flew back to their original positions. She glanced at the cheese, motioned him to keep up with herself, and then walked to the edge of the training room.

The little mage followed up unclearly. He deliberately fell to the position of three steps behind An Lina, to prevent the school sister from suddenly shooting again. The vampire walked to the wall and drew a symbol on the cold stone bricks with his fingers. The entire brick wall immediately rose like waves on the water surface. Then each brick was loosened and scattered to both sides, exposing the vast world outside the tower body . It was the clearest night sky the cheese had ever seen. The stars in the sky light up the silver-white ice field, and the snow and snow stopped the whistling rarely tonight, leaving the whole world to form the stage, and Alina is the actor who boarded the stage.

It's just that the vampire is not acting, but the real world. "You didn't look wrong just now." Anina confuses the cheese as soon as she opens her mouth, but before waiting for him to ask questions, Sister Xue reaches out her finger to tell him to listen, "As a spellcaster, whether it is a wizard or Master, there is nothing wrong with your statement. We can indeed do everything without relying on physical strength. But that does not mean that this is correct, so, aside from being a caster, you have made a series of mistakes. "

"First, you should not exclude yourself from the soul. At any time, you must remember that we are just a group of mortals who have peeped into the last corner of the truth, and there is no difference between those who are blind in your eyes. Every spellcaster must learn humility, complacency will only bring blindness, and blindness will bring about destruction. "Anina ’s teaching mage is no stranger. Before the adulthood of the cheese, this kind of percussion never stopped, whenever he Slightly showing contempt for other creatures, An Lina would scold him like this. But even the vampire did n’t expect that when the cheese traveled to Cangshi and decided to become a part of the world, she would be the first opponent ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ As for the second, you are too arbitrary. I feel that I don't need to use weapon skills. Perhaps most of the people in the entire gray tower will tell you that the sword is something that the weak need to rely on. The magic in our body is far more reliable than these. But they did n’t live long enough, at least not as long as I did. Their eyes were too narrow and they could n’t escape the age limit. I want to tell you that magic is by no means a panacea. Too rely on it, you will regret it one day. Moreover, you will always encounter the kind of enemy, the kind of you who desperately want to pierce his body with a sharp weapon, watching his face twisted and deformed due to pain, watching his blood and internal organs can not stop in panic Flowing out, the only way to calm your anger. You will always encounter. "

The young mage did not understand the kind of anger in Alina ’s mouth. He believed that as a spellcaster, he could remain calm at all times, and too intense emotions would only become a hindrance. However, due to repeated requests from the elder sister, the cheese still learned and initially mastered the use of basic weapons. Among them, the one he was best at or least resistant to was the spear which was very similar to the staff. The mage likes this weapon. It looks simple, direct, yet extremely changeable, just like magic.

Now, when the cheese spear is held against the demon lord, he really understands the meaning of what Alina said. Every drop of blood flowing out of the heart hindered his thinking like burning oil, and the spells and gestures that had become instinctive had lost all meaning. The current mage only wants, and only needs to use the weapon in his hand to penetrate the enemy's chest, pick the **** demon on the barrel of the gun, and let all his blood drain to extinguish his anger.

"Demon, I want you to die!" The cheese screamed and launched an offensive initiative. He clamped the back end of the spear under his armpit, and pointed the spear at the devil's abdomen.