Dawn of the Grey Tower

The cheese chasing the yew man who lost his shield with a short flame whip. His current state is very strange. His eyes that were clear under the magic light were muddled with anger, and the brilliance bloomed gradually turned to chaos. In this state, the mage did not discern whether the object he was chasing was really as scared of fire as it seemed, or it was just tempting him to leave his companion.

Waving, lashing, fire whip on the yew man's armor and skin makes him drunk. In the continuous attack, a strong and burning emotion came from the bottom of his heart, instantly filling his heart and brain. The most sensible caster became a captive of emotions in just a few seconds, and his face was hideously invisible.

Unknown, too much unknown, this fog is unknown, the yew man is unknown, the goblin is unknown ... Ah, that ’s enough, how far will the world suppress people to be considered the end? Why set up so many unknowables, why are such complicated things born? I have spent so much time and energy for knowledge, and so is my teacher, but why, why do things in this world seem to have no end, and why have we not seen the boundaries of the world after so many years in a carriage? World, do you have to use such cruel means to tell me my insignificance? Do you have to torture us by such means? You have arranged so many appearances, the stars, the land, the trees, the forest, the animals ... you use all of this to bury the truth deeply without being noticeable. Are you so scared? Fear of someone finding the secret answer. Okay, if this is your method, then I will tear the world apart and see what's in you!

When the emotion of the cheese reached its peak, the breath of dawn in his hand began to emit a color different from the sun. It was a crazy color. The nearest yew man saw the color when he saw it. The rabbit whose tail was burned by fire no longer kept a close distance with the mage, and for the first time began a real, whole-hearted escape. Fortunately, this brilliance lasted only a very short moment, because the next moment, Lothar's voice passed from the mage's rest.

"Chess! What are these guys afraid of?" Hearing that Losa, who was entangled by the opponent in front of him, also had a sense of anger. He found that even if his tomahawk crossed the shield and chopped the body of the yew and even the vital parts of humans, these tree-like guys continued to attack without pain.

Count did not know that his sentence, between complaints and questions, called back the cheese that had almost fallen into a very dangerous situation. No one knows what would happen if the mage just let his emotions go, and then released the power that was not magic that he mastered. But what can be expected is that it is likely to be worse than when his teacher Clark and the current gray tower owner Alina sealed this force together.

The wizard, awakened from inexplicable emotions, subconsciously threw the burning dagger in his hands at the yew man who had fled him. The dagger hit the leather armor behind the latter, but the burning flame on it was enough to make the fairy go out The scream of a heart-splitting lung. "Fire, they are afraid of fire." The cheese stood still, not looking at the enemies trying to surround him. Although he woke up, there was at least twenty steps between him and his companions. These twenty steps are easy to run out, and it is difficult to return.

"It's easy to say, we didn't bring a torch when we came out." The count's breathless voice came again. From this point, he should not have any problem with another one and a half.

"Fire, you don't have to use a torch." The rehabilitating mage said, pushing his left hand deep under his robe, and throwing away a lot of powder when the yews around him swarmed up. When these powders met the body of the yews, they immediately turned into blue flames, which caused these mercenaries to slap in a hurry. Phosphorus powder, a substance that burns at normal temperatures, is often used as a material for street performers or magical scammers after some blending. The real magic can make the phosphor fire that does not burn for a long time to continue burning.

"Fanhuo can't beat them, it just makes them feel pain." Just when the cheese seemed to find a solution to the Yeshan people, Atalanta's words broke his inference, "The only people who can beat the Yeshan people are Hellfire and pure iron in the abyss! "

If other people say these things, the mage may still question it, but after all, the female swordsman grew up in the kingdom of fairies. Although some things do not exist in her subjective memory, when she encounters appropriate stimulation It will still appear in her mind at the right time. However, the problem now is that after learning about the weaknesses of the yews, the party was surprised to find that they did not have any of these two weaknesses. The cheese does know how to summon demons, but that is a very rigorous and time-consuming thing that cannot be done right now. As for pure iron, it is even more ridiculous. Pure iron is rarely used in creation. The so-called iron products and even steel products used by people are alloys mixed with other metals and carbon powder, not pure iron.

Battle, once again stalemate. The cheese escaped the siege with phosphor fire and returned to the shaman. The yew people no longer feel timid when they find that the blue flames on their bodies can't cause substantial harm to themselves. Except for the unlucky egg thrown by the mage's dagger, none of them were actually injured. Facing the enemies closer and closer, the cheese sighed.

"Wuqi, do you have any suggestions?" The shaman is a caster of the grassland ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Although it is covered by mist, it is still part of the grassland. Maybe he can provide some methods.

"I can't feel the guidance of the spirits here. Perhaps relying on the arrow feathers of Batu, I can ask for the help of the spirit of the eagle. But does this sound like nothing to help us?" Wu Qi said helplessly, shaman To some extent, they are more constrained by the environment than the mage, because their power comes entirely from the spirits, and they are no different from ordinary people without the help of the spirits.

"Understood." The cheese simply replied, pouting. He does have a prop that can reverse the situation in front of him, but honestly he doesn't want to use it. Helpless, the yew people will not consider the idea of ​​the gray robe, they walked up holding the shield and became more cautious because of the encounter just now.

"Huh, there seems to be no other way." The mage once again pushed his left hand deep into the robe. This action made the Yeshan people subconsciously step back half a step. This time, he pulled out a flute and called the dragon flute.

Watching the cheese is about to put the dragon whistle to his mouth, but in the mist, it makes screaming and collision sounds out of time, and the arrows shot are missing. And when a huge black shadow appeared on the edge of the mist, no one would accuse the yews of not holding on to their posts. Anyone who sees the huge black long-horned monster will be like this.

"Moo!" With the roar filled with anger, the black bull appeared from the mist.

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