Dawn of the Grey Tower

Chapter 285: Subdue Thunder

The black mist transformed from the blood of the carnivorous manta ray has a strong sense of uncleanness, and thunder has always been considered the best means for heaven to drive away the filth.

In many mythological systems, the gods in charge of thunder and lightning have a lofty or transcendent status. Even if they do not directly control thunder and regard it as their own job, there are many brilliant beings who will drive thunder and lightning to attack the enemy.

It's like rainwater is called rootless water, so it is extremely pure, and the thunder and lightning from the sky symbolizes the purest power, without any modification, swift, violent, and destroys everything it ignites.

Therefore, anyone who can use thunder and lightning spells, pay attention to the existence of spells that do not simply generate electricity, but thunder from the sky, will be regarded as extremely difficult opponents by mages. Countering power also needs conditions. Among many elements, Thunder's countering conditions are the most demanding, and it is also the most difficult to parry accurately.

Of course, the gray robes are basically victims of paranoia. They will collect their own hair and fur for decades to prevent it from being used by others. Naturally, they will also make emergency plans for any difficult objects to deal with. .

The pure lightning meets the filthy smoke. This is the cheese's plan. If there is anything different from the plan, it is that he did not use the blood of the devil to cast the spell this time.

However, the results were actually quite similar. When the bluish-white arc shoots at the black smoke, it almost instinctively reflects black charges of the same shape to offset the lightning, and a large amount of energy disappears into the smoke around the cheese like a mud cow into the sea.

Defense is never the goal. If you just keep defending, nothing will change. Defense is for counterattack, and the counterattack of the gray robe is quick and deadly. A blue-red black snake swooped out from the thick fog, and bit the arm of the giant who hadn't figured out the situation.

It could be seen that the cloud giant lacked experience in fighting mages, so he naively thought that he would have quite a period of time to maintain his offensive. And any spellcaster with some strength will know the existence of the enemy. If an attack fails, it must be abandoned immediately, otherwise it will be used by insidious mages.

After all, the essence of magic is analysis. When you are analyzed and cannot analyze the enemy equally, in the battle at the magic level, everything is over. What follows is nothing more than a slow or quick strangulation and a pointless struggle before reality is recognized. Unless that mage does not have the corresponding ability.

The giant howled, and the snake not only bit him, but also brought a strange feeling, pain. It's like a child reaching out to touch a flame for the first time, a feeling that will never be forgotten.

The giant on the cloud almost immediately thought of running away, but when he turned around, the sky was already covered.

The prisoner from the previous cage bared his fangs against the giants of this world. Although purely from the level of strength, it is absolutely impossible for the manta ray to prey on the giant who has the power of thunder, but it is just a wall thrown by the cheese, which blocks the escape route of the giant.

When he turned around and tried to knock on the wall, the cheese would brew a magic that could really end the battle completely. He did brew it, too, using a teapot.

The gray robe held the teapot in his hand, aimed the spout at the giant surrounded by thunder, and silently recited a spell. An invisible storm rose in the void, and the giant who was trying to shock the manta ray let out a frustrated howl. He tried to say something to Cheese, but unfortunately the two languages ​​were not the same.

This is not a problem at all. Cheese has some ways to ignore language barriers, provided that the giant does not show such strong hostility.

It is true that there is probably no problem with what the giant did. For an intruder who suddenly broke into his territory and caused chaos, the giant, who is the supreme lord of this side of the world, has many reasons to come to drive away the cheese. It is even possible that he himself was called by the denizens who hid.

It's a pity that this is irrelevant. The giant who has lost his fighting spirit can't gather the power to block magic, or as a magical creature, after the cheese analyzes some of his basic principles, it becomes easy to make special spells to exert influence . The hem of the giant's body was bitten by the spout of the teapot, and it was slowly swallowed inward.

However, the giant would not give in so easily. He turned around and stretched out his arms to the cheese, trying to interrupt the magic by directly attacking the caster. Then the giant saw, a pair of eyes that he would never forget in this life, deep in the pair of pupils that shone with blue light, there was a darkness that seemed to swallow everything.

As the organ where the magical aura resides, the eyes have always been the most powerful first weapon of mages. Just by staring at an opponent, a powerful mage can make them frightened and even change their minds. If they are seen, they will be petrified. rumor.

It's just that each mage uses his own eyes differently, such as cheese, UU Reading www. uukanshu.com Compared with the ability to directly affect matter, his eyes are more inclined to affect creatures. Those creatures who dare to look at him when his magic power is full will see the infinite inward vortex.

But when it comes to the principle of this magic, there may be some differences from its performance. Cheese's eyes are not outputting anything, but sharing his thoughts briefly and superficially with those who are staring at him.

It's just that, for most creatures, the thinking of the gray-robed mage is a terrible flow of information that will cause the brain to crash. Even if you just glimpse it, it will affect your thoughts and forget the actions you were planning to perform.

So when the giant regained consciousness of his situation, he was pulled into the teapot from the chest down. The giant tried his best and let out a breath towards the teapot. The breath contained hailstones, hitting the fragile teapot like a rain of arrows.

Cheese wanted to stop him, but after thinking about it, he threw the teapot backhanded. The teapot shattered in the air, and the body of the giant that spewed out of it firmly blocked the cheese and the hail, making a series of dull beating sounds.

"Ah, ah..." The tall giant crawled weakly on the roof, his body shape and body texture were rapidly weakened due to intense consumption. The hailstone almost exhausted his strength, and it was precisely because Cheese saw this that he didn't choose to take it hard.

The mage leaned on his staff and walked up to the giant. He first beckoned to take back the sky above his head, and then turned the giant over with his staff. Don't get me wrong, this is not to humiliate the defeated giant, but to confirm that it does not have the weird symbol that symbolizes the Dark Lord.

Although thunder and undead have never been a force that can harmoniously coexist, but the matter has come to this point, who can tell for sure.

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