Dawn of the Grey Tower

"Roar!" Migo was slightly relieved to see the cheese intact after Dragon Baptism. The inner worries instantly turned into monstrous anger. There is no reason to reason between the dragons. Whether right or wrong, they tend to use the most primitive body language to explain their ideas. The angry red dragon screamed loudly, and his wings agitated towards the silver-white enemy. The silver dragon is not cowardly, and two creatures that are enough to destroy the city and destroy the country soon collide again in the air.

Chess, after confirming that Migo has no worries about his life for a while, he turns his attention. The breath of the dragon will greatly consume their physical strength. In a short time, the silver dragon should have no time to come up against him again. Moreover, compared to these, there is another thing that attracts the attention of the mage now, that is the Moroccan sculpture behind him. It must be said that the fire of the sculptor is indeed what it really is. The ugly expression of the ugly assassin who stood five steps behind the mage at the end of his life was completely preserved, along with the dagger in his hand.

This is not funny at all. The cheese asked himself when he didn't notice when there was such a follower behind him, was he already ambushed in Longxue? Or did you follow him from the corridor? Either way, he might not be happy. He thought that the Moroccan corpses in the hallway were already quite dangerous. Unexpectedly, there were still Moroccans alive in the Grey Tower, and it seemed that he was going to strike him. What does it mean? Has his cheese hindered anyone in the tower?

The mage soon thought whether the sleeper would have the same experience as him, but the idea soon dissipated. The sleeper is now in his room, and the cheese knows that the Moroccan cannot sneak in there, so the sleeper should be safe. Anger began to burn in his heart, and the cheese was now eager to postpone the trip to the City of Ten Thousand Laws, and instead let this man who brought such an ugly and brainless assassin into the Grey Tower suffer. The person who blocked the mage's idea was Alina.

When she appeared in Longxue, the cheese didn't know why, and she wasn't surprised. And he can also see that at this time, Alina, who stood in front of him with great interest to observe the Moroccan who was turned into a statue by the breath of the silver dragon, was not himself. Doppelganger, this is not a great ability for vampires. As a living body driven entirely by the blood of the true ancestor, as long as you are willing to let the blood of the true ancestor out of the body, even a weak blood family can do so. The only difference is that, as the true ancestor, Alina not only has the blood reserve of the true ancestor that makes the vampire crazy, but also can slowly produce and restore her own blood. For her, doppelganger's trick, which seemed extremely dangerous to other races, was quite practical.

"You let them fight, and now they have brought soldiers. What's the next step? Do you want to build a stronghold to fight against each other?" The cheese pointed at the statue and said with accusation.

Alina did n’t immediately answer the cheese question. She reached out and stroked the sculpture still carrying Yu Wen, “Do you think that some of us will waste time training such silly creatures and forming them into an army? ? "Her tone was gentle, but her eyes were cold with the frozen soil. In the face of the complaint from the cheese, Alina is never as calm as she seems on the surface. As the human who knows her best, the cheese can feel the emotion in the other party's words.

"What do you mean ..." words, sometimes need not be too clear. Alina said there is no problem. Although the gray robe can do many things, most of them spend their energy on exploring the deep problems of the world, so they are not used to constructing the surrounding power system. Perhaps keeping one or two Moroccans as helpers is something they will do to train assassins in an organized way? No, mature assassins can never be trained overnight, and it will inevitably consume a lot of energy from the trainers.

Annina pressed her finger on her lips, the meaning was already clear. These Moroccans, not some gray robe from the gray tower, they were invaders. The expression of the cheese has changed a lot in one second. The speed, the magnitude, and the richness of emotion are also surprising to the female blood family who raised him. In fact, this matter is not difficult to imagine, although for Anina, the Grey Tower is just a footstep in her long life, just as she has experienced before, and may also experience in the future. But for the gray robe born, grown, and grown up in this tower, this tower can even be said to be sacred, and what it can represent is probably all the qualities recognized and pursued by a gray robe.

Now, someone tells such a gray robe that their tower has been invaded. What does it mean! The cheese felt that something in his brain had changed rapidly. The emotion mixed with unexplainable impulses caused the magic light in his eyes to change from azure blue to a gloomy purple. s things.

Rarely ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Very few things and scenes can stimulate a trained caster out of control, because in the process of their meditation, they have actually imagined those bad possibilities actively or passively . Therefore, the caster is not afraid of threats. What they want to explore is far more terrifying than everything in the sun and moonlight. They have long been prepared for doom. What can really make the caster out of control is often the slander and destruction of their spiritual sustenance. This spiritual sustenance may be a logical way, a discovery that changes the world, or something tangible. The gray tower is one of the spiritual sustenance of the cheese and even most of the gray robe.

The loss of control of the cheese did not surprise An Lina, instead she smiled satisfactorily in the corner of her mouth. Some things, she must let him know, but know, does not mean to participate. The female vampire approached the mage, her movements were obviously quite slow, but when the cheese responded, her hand was already on his chest.

"The Grey Tower is suffering from a disaster, an unprecedented disaster. And what you can see now is just the appearance of disaster. Eliminating the appearance is just a stubborn panic. What you have to do is find the crux of the problem and solve it from the root cause. So go, as the sleeper said, now is the time to leave. "

Hand, gently push, the Master's body flew backwards out of control, fell from the edge of the platform, and fell into the roaring snow.

"Migo, don't let him fall."

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