Dawn of the Grey Tower

The cheese doesn't feel tired. Even driven by research enthusiasm, the gray robe is very strict with his physical state and mental management. He will not allow his body and will to be exhausted until he can't protect himself, unless it is necessary. Now is the moment of last resort. The cheese can clearly feel the anxiety of the nomads and the negative emotions caused by the anxiety. He believes that Wu Qi can appease his people, but this does not mean that they will still accept the cheese and His partners. Their time is running out. Before completely becoming the enemy of the Shale Ministry, he must collect all the intelligence he wants, deal with all the problems, and strive to pack the unsolved troubles on the road.

But the mage still knows that not everyone is the same as him, so he will let Atta and Batu take charge of the ropes on the ground. It does n’t take too much energy to take care of the ropes themselves. Even in the idea of ​​the cheese, Lothar's strength and attention are more suitable for controlling this insurance, and the fairy eye of the female swordsman is more suitable for going deep into the rift with him to help find clues he can't find. It ’s just that this idea was quickly rejected by him. This is not because the cheese no longer follows reasonable choices. It ’s just that he began to think that the companion ’s mood and state should be taken into consideration together, and excessive pursuit of the so-called best personnel. Distribution, the result is likely to ignore the individual's situation and wishes.

"Hoo!" The slight noise from the torch lit the dark darkness in the crack. On the grassland, torches are very precious. However, its precious place is just the opposite of other areas. Most places do not burn torches, because torches consume a lot of oil, but there are many animals on the grassland, and butter and sheep oil are commonly used by herdsmen. They are difficult to make torches. Instead, it is the wooden stick that is the main body of the torch and the cloth strip wrapped on it.

Of the two, Losa hung below, and the cheese was higher than his position. This is the Count's insistence, as a knight, he must be a leader. Lothar shook the lighted torches towards the darkness below him, as expected, he did not see the end of the rift. The darkness swallowed the light from the torch, creating the illusion that the hollow below seemed to be filled with dark matter. This darkness is unpleasant, like a pair of invisible big hands pressing on the heart of a person. The count wanted to say something to alleviate this depression, but he worried that the generated echo would attract the attention of what might be in the rift, so he could resist the throbbing of his throat and continue to sink slowly down in silence.

The rope is actually not long. It only stopped after about four or five people. But at this time, looking up from the rift, there was only one irregular gap left in the sky. If people are still conscious at the time of burial, this may be what they see. Lothar couldn't help thinking. When I think of funerals and deaths, the memory of the deceased wife overflows uncontrollably from his heart. Those beautiful, plain, fierce, and finally turned into his kneeling in front of her bed, can do nothing Helpless.

Breathe. Lothar tried not to let himself be swallowed up by this sudden emotion, he did not understand why the good emotions that could be suppressed usually burst out at this time, even this time the emotion struck even more than when he was alone at night Intense, there is no helplessness, no relief in this emotion, some are only sadness, despair, pain, as if here is no longer a gap in the ground, but an unfathomable abyss in the Gulf of Lost Heart, what he experienced after that Everything is just a dream before death, and now, those who are engulfed by the sea will finally go to their home ...

"Guard the mind. There are a few things that make people cranky." The cold and serious voice of the cheese interrupted Lothar's fantasy. The earl shook his head, trying to drive away the pictures and feelings just from his body and mind. He gritted his teeth and looked around, only dark. But this darkness is different from the gentle night, it is malicious.

"Is it magic?" Lothar also carried his battle axe on his waist. In the past, he believed that the justice of the fool can help him to avoid the harm of magic. But now he is not so sure.

"No, it's something worse." The cheese's answer came a few seconds later, and the breath of dawn in his waist was lit up.

"Poof!" Some things, neither the mage nor the count, could see clearly what it was. In short, those things hid in the darkness before the light of the lantern illuminates their body. But their existence has confirmed the words of the cheese, this piece of darkness is not pure, it contains bad ingredients.

"Have you heard those voices? I'm not afraid, but you'd better hurry up. I now doubt whether we can hold it until noon."

"Yes, I heard it. Don't worry, no matter what those things are, they dare not face the sun. Think about Helen, your daughter will give you strength. I will finish the work as soon as possible so that we don't have to be here Damn it for too long, just ... "

"Chess? What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" Lothar's words were interrupted by a glare, and the glare from above completely lit up the dark crack in an instant. At that moment, the count saw another picture that he would never forget. Those symbols, those that resemble faces, eyes, internal organs, and other symbols with blasphemous meaning, they make up on the cracked walls like the lines that the soil inherently carries! Paradoxically, Lothar had used torches to illuminate the walls around him, and there should have been nothing on the soil.

"Go away! You **** things!" The mage's anger was accompanied by bursts of flashing light. The count raised his head and tried to see what the cheese was fighting. But because of the angle, he could only see the former The lower body of him and the bright light erupting around him.

The glare disappeared after a few minutes, only the torch light in the earl's hand and the lantern in the waist of the cheese were left in the rift. The torch that the mage had originally had been thrown by him as a projectile when a glare was emitted. Go out. "Hoo ... huh ..." Heavy breathing echoed through the rift, the source being cheese. He swallowed hard and quelled his undulating chest semi-forcedly.

"We must leave immediately. This is worse than we thought." Lothar agreed with the mage, he almost couldn't wait to pull the rope on his body, so did the cheese. One click, two clicks ... when they pulled to the fifth and the upper end of the rope hadn't responded yet ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Anyone understood the problem.

"Hey! Batu! Atta! Pull us up!" Losa couldn't take care of the others and yelled at the top. His voice changed into an obscure roar through echoes and repeated in the darkness.

no respond. The count no longer shouted, and he began to grasp the rope, trying to climb back to the ground with his own strength. He noticed that the cheese was doing the same thing as him, but when the two of them were about to climb to the same height, the mage suddenly let go of the rope. Then, before Lothar understood what had happened, the cheese rope and the mage himself fell beside him, quickly falling into the darkness.

"No!" Lothar tried to reach out to his friend, but he didn't catch anything. The count turned his head, and he wanted to see what had cut the cheese rope. But I saw a figure at the edge of the rift above. That figure is not normal. Because even from the perspective of Lothar, he can clearly see a complete head-to-toe figure, but that means that the person sticks out the edge of the crack at a nearly right angle! How can this be something that people can do?

"Asshole." The Earl of Montenegro scolded, and began to tighten the rope on his body at a fast speed. He wanted to rush to the ground like a cheese before that weird figure! His speed is so fast, it is comparable to the apes on the mountain. When he grabbed the other end of the rope with the last straw left, Lothar successfully landed on the ground.

But what he saw was not grassland and sky ...

Dawn of the Grey Tower

Dawn of the Grey Tower