The First Mage

However, the current teleportation circle has been so damaged that the original appearance cannot be seen clearly. The magic crystal used to maintain the operation of the magic circle has been crushed into powder. Perrin stepped forward to check it in disbelief, but it was Can't sense even the slightest bit of magic power. Obviously, this teleportation circle can no longer be used.

"It's over." Perrin looked desperate.

Before coming, Hawking made it very clear that according to the rules of cross-plane work, he could open the plane channel and take them back after three days.

In other words, within these three days, they could only fend for themselves.

However, it will take three days.

Two waves of skeletons appeared in this camp in a short time. How can we survive for the remaining three days?

Suddenly, Perrin said excitedly: "That's right, we can find other camps."

"The nearest camp is a few hundred miles away. What should we do if we two apprentices encounter any danger on the way? Moreover, the location where the teleportation device is turned on is where we enter the plane of clocks and watches. If we leave, how will we return at that time? Dark Furnace Tower?" Lynch asked back.

"This, this..." Perrin was unable to utter a word.

"Okay, don't think about it so much now." Lynch lowered his head and thought for a while, then went around looking for the rust he found before.

More than ten minutes passed, but more than a dozen yuan were collected.

"What time is it, you are still thinking about these useless things..." Perrin said speechlessly.

"It's not something useless."

While speaking, Lynch put the rust together, and from it, he finally found something unusual: "If I'm not mistaken, these should come off after the magic alloy rusted, although it looks a little bit different now. I don't know, but you can't feel the magic power contained in it, right? Those low-level undead creatures we just encountered are not extravagant enough to use magic alloy as a weapon."

"Magic alloys can also rust?" Perrin looked at the rust in Lynch's hand for a moment.

"Of course magic alloys will rust. As long as they are buried in the ground for a long time, fine gold will rust, not to mention ordinary magic alloys."

"Well, even if these are magic alloys, then what's so strange, you still don't allow a little magic alloy to appear in the camp?"

Perrin rolled his eyes: "Since there is no way to leave now, then quickly find a place to hide, and wait three days before Archmage Hawking picks us up, there are blood and corpses everywhere, in case any powerful undead are attracted It's dead."

Lynch looked at the rust in his hand, but shook his head: "I suspect that the undead that attacked the camp were not undead at all, but constructed creatures!"

"Constructed creature? Mafa Merlin, are you kidding me! Do you know what that is?" Perrin was almost scared to death by Lynch.

Constructed creatures are even more deadly than undead!

No one knows how the construct creatures were born. According to the existing records in the world of Anriel, a long, long time ago, the construct creatures originally lived in other planes.

Unfortunately, due to a war, the homeland of the constructed creatures was destroyed.

Since then, the Constructed Creatures have wandered between different planes under the leadership of some awakened true spirits and spiritual leaders, and then took root in the plane they chose to survive.

At the same time, because they can continuously create new members, and therefore, there are definitely not a few known construct creatures in the world of Anriel.

However, Perrin has never heard of the presence of Constructed Creatures in the Clock Plane...

If I remember well, shouldn't this be the Paradise of the Dead?

This is a paradise for the undead!

Even if the construct creatures come in, the Dark Forge Tower should be aware of it immediately...

Lynch said thoughtfully: "Of course, these are just my guesses. Whether or not there are constructed creatures appears is something that Mr. Rudolph needs to care about. The most important thing for us now is to think about what to do. Spend the night safely..."

"Tonight? What else can happen tonight?" Perrin was still immersed in the shock brought by the constructed creature, and now he was shocked by the message thrown by Lynch.

It's a pity that he couldn't get an answer. After Lynch finished speaking, he walked towards the side wall of the gray camp.

Lynch carefully inspected each city wall, looked at the damaged places and shook his head secretly. It is very easy to repair these city walls, but some magic treatment on it is not something a magic apprentice can do.

In desperation, Lynch could only check the heavy crossbow on the sentry tower first. Although the heavy crossbow fell crookedly on the ground, fortunately, there were some scratches on the metal on its surface. , but they are just some problems that have not touched the core device, and they will not turn into scrap copper and rotten iron.

Therefore, after a brief repair, the heavy crossbow was quickly supported by Lynch.

Putting the nearby crossbow into the heavy crossbow, Lynch tried a little bit, and soon, the crossbow flew out of the heavy crossbow with a whoosh, and hit a giant tree in the distance with a strong sound of breaking through the air. Just break the giant tree into two pieces from the middle.

Looking at this scene, Lynch shook his head. If it was just like this, it might not be powerful enough. After all, it is difficult to solve all problems by relying on heavy crossbows alone.

His eyes fell on Perrin who followed.

"I'll deal with these heavy crossbows, and you go and repair the destroyed defense facilities."

"No, Mafa Merlin, what the hell are you doing? If you don't make it clear, I won't help." Perrin glared at Lynch: "Don't forget, we were never friends."

"Think about it for yourself..." Lynch shook his head helplessly, then pointed to the wreckage of the undead on the ground and said, "Do you really think that the appearance of these undead creatures is just an accident? Even if it is an accident, It's not like these undead creatures rushed over as soon as we appeared, I guess, we must be being targeted by something now..."

"The gray camp is at the end of all the camps. What can we be targeted by?" Perrin was terrified.

Lynch shrugged: "I don't know about this, but what is certain is that the daytime thing is just a warm-up. At night, when the power of death is flourishing, you should know..."

There is still some time until night.