Dawn of the Grey Tower

"Poof!" The sharp blade cut into the flesh so clearly. But the feel from the weapon made Lothar ’s face very ugly. He just felt that his axe had been cut into a thick wooden pier. The material on both sides of the axe not only did not split, but gathered actively inward, letting Hern's hand could not be pulled out smoothly.

At this time, the smoke from the molten paste really faded, and the three finally saw what kind of demon attacked them. It was a monster covered with crocodile scales and a long boar-like nose. Its body is extremely long, even though there are already nearly two adult heights rushing out of the lava pool at this time, there is still a considerable part that cannot be observed. And Lothar's battle axe was really stuck on the demon's barbed face. He was surprised to find that this guy had no eyes.

"Be careful!" When the earl was surprised by the opponent's structure, the mage shouted, and his hands made a squeeze gesture. The lava pool where the demon is located instantly gathers like a monster in it, like a consciousness. Although the big hand composed of lava can't hurt the armored demon, it does pull its body toward the pool, forcing it to be unable to make Things that hurt Lothar.

"Hum!" The devil's two huge nostrils opened, and hot gas was sprayed from it. The temperature of these two streams of air was no less than the red iron block. The person who was sprayed may inevitably rot. For this monster living in lava, this is just a simple breath. Inhaling the fresh air, the demon's huge body began to move, and numerous tentacles like pink worms stretched out of the crevices below its body. These tentacles meandered up and went straight to the count who was still struggling to pull out his weapon.

The warrior with an unusual attachment to the Battle Axe did not expect the opponent ’s attack to be so weird. His ankle was entangled with a tentacle, followed by this terrible thing like a hungry manta ripped through the tender skin of humans and swallowed inside Flesh and blood. "Damn it." Lothar cursed, trying to get rid of the things on his feet, but the less than one finger thick tentacles had unimaginable power. This attempt of Lord Lord not only failed, but let more tentacles seize the opportunity. To the other foot. The severe pain was accompanied by extreme heat from his legs to Losa ’s nerves, causing him to lose almost all his ability to move. The only thing he could do was clenching his teeth and holding the axe handle of the battle axe in both hands, not letting I was dragged away by the tentacles.

"Oh!" Fortunately, this situation did not last long. With a loud wolf howling, the wolf walker has regrouped and launched a shock again. Jack grabbed the tentacles that wrapped around Lothar's ankle, trying to pull it off his companion. However, the toughness of these demon organs exceeded the imagination once again. After two unsuccessful pulls, the angry werewolf bite it! The tentacles that contained Lothar's flesh and blood were torn by sharp spikes, and the material inside burst out, forcing the wolf walker to relax.

The pain caused by the injury caused the demon to roll over, and the huge body pressed down on Jack in a terrible scream. And at this moment, the cheese had seized the opportunity and ran to the devil's side. In the eyes of the mage, there was a magical light. In this harsh environment, the cheese can do much less than usual. "However, enough." Feeling the full power in the body, the cheese has an illusion that it can dominate everything at this time. This illusion has happened to every spellcaster, and some people believe it to be true and embarked on the wrong path. Masters in grey robes will not do this because they know that this power is worthless to the world.

But against the ugly demon in front of him, this power is enough. The poisonous mist in the air quickly gathered between the mage's palms, as if holding a dark cloud in the cheese. When the density and size of the dark cloud met the mage's idea, he pushed the things in his hand toward the demon! The dark clouds exploded silently in the air, and the ash of sulfur that spread out like life was attached to the demon from all directions. The pink tentacles could not bear the high temperature and immediately retracted under the scales. Lothar also took the opportunity to pull out his weapon, and Jack escaped the pressure of the demon. When the two fled back to the cheese, the monster's body was completely wrapped in black and gray, with no gaps.

"Let's go, this thing should not leave the lava, it can't catch up." The mage said that he would run past the devil. Jack tried to stop it, only to find that the injury on Losa's calf had prevented him from walking on his own, and he carried the count to his shoulders in desperation. This made him miss the opportunity to stop the action of the cheese, and could only helplessly follow the mage through the devil's side. The strange thing is that even though the three were so close to the demon wrapped in ashes, the monster did not react.

After the squad moved away from the pig-headed demon's area, the mage's footsteps gradually stopped. "What did you do? Why did it seem to be dead." Lothar's wound was asked curiously after being simply treated. He didn't understand why he could stop each other's actions just by putting a layer of ashes on the demon.

"That demon has no eyes, plus it lives in lava and is unlikely to have hearing organs. I guess that its perception of the outside world should be tactile and temperature. Now it seems that this guess is correct, and the high temperature ash is effective. It isolates its external perception ability. "The cheese turned a little bit later and looked back in the direction it came from. For his own speculation, he is less than 30% sure. But at the time, this was the only way. If the trio dragged on the battle for a longer period of time, without mentioning the possibility of greater losses, the demon watching from a distance may also be waiting for the opportunity to approach, and dealing with two demons at the same time will make the situation more dangerous.

"Okay, I'll take it as soon as I understand it." The earl pouted, and the mage's explanation was as puzzling as ever. He tried to stand up, but the pain from his calf made the persevering Losa have to kneel again. It can be clearly seen that although only those tentacles have penetrated for a few seconds, the muscles of the earl's leg have sunk into a considerable part. This kind of injury can never be cured in a short time. "It's troublesome now." Lothar knew his physical condition well, and he couldn't drag such a bad body forward.

"What should I do?" The Wolfrunner asked in a hoarse voice. He and the mage noticed the status of the count, and it was up to the cheese to decide what to do if the companion could not move forward.

The mage ’s eyes fell on Lothar ’s lap, his brow furrowed and thinking about the solution ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Generally there are only a few solutions to this situation, either he and Jack left the count to move on, It doesn't matter whether the two can transfer Urdu as previously planned, and Losa, who was left behind and unable to move, will never survive. However, it is not a good idea to continue with the wounded partner, the smell of blood will attract more demons, and the two remaining people in order to take care of Lothar cannot fight at all.

No matter how you do it, the ending seems to be grey.

"Listen to me, Lothar." The cheese looked at the earl's eyes and said, "You see what we are doing now. There is only one way to solve this situation."

The Earl of Montenegro smiled, he was already conscious. "I understand, you go. I can take care of myself."

"No, this is not the solution." Both the Master's words made Losa and Jack feel stunned, but he continued to say, "We can't complete the task without you. So there is only one solution, that is, You recover from your injury. "

"Here, you're a little embarrassed to me. I'm not like Jack. There is no way to say good about this injury." Lothar scratched his head and said helplessly.

Unexpectedly, the cheese didn't mean to change his mind. He said in a serious tone, "You can. To be precise, the witch hunter in your hand has this ability. Remember Atticus? Your great knight? Long, the weapon in his hand is a witch hunting knife like you, and this is why he can still fight at the age of 70. According to records, the prey knife has the ability to enhance the user ’s vitality, how is this ability We do n’t know what works, but it does exist. Now, you have to play it out. "

"Play ... what?" Lothar looked at Hern's hand in confusion, and the eyes of the lion on the battle axe made of precious stones glowed red under the fire.