Dawn of the Grey Tower

For Losa, the world has become very strange. Well, perhaps it is not accurate to describe it, because the earl saw and heard at this time is no different from before he was stabbed out of the three holes by the sea monster, which took him several seconds to understand the problem, he Touch and pain. Let me talk about the pain, if normal people have this kind of injury, even if they do n’t die, they will be desperate, but at this time, Lothar has no slight discomfort, which is quite abnormal. What's more abnormal is his sense of touch. Losa can't feel the clothes on his body. When he touches the ground with his hand, he must rub the palm and sand with great force to produce a slight sense of reality. This is really weird, as if the whole world is nothing more than unreal images and sounds.

However, one of these audiovisuals quickly attracted Lothar's attention. It was a big hand that was crawling out of the ground. The bare bones had disappeared, replaced by a complete layer of skin! The count was surprised to find that he could see the details of this big hand in an environment without any light source, but now is not the time to sigh, because he also saw the thing in his hand, Fioni. The poor Kraken was wrapped in the giant ’s hand without knowing what was happening. With the death of the giant snake, the deformer was surprised to find that he was trapped in this palm. He could n’t jump from here. The demon's skeleton is far more fragile than humans in order to adapt to the environment of the seabed, which means that falling at such a height, even in the most perfect posture, he will lose his ability to move.

You have to save him. Lothar quickly made a judgment. He stood up and unintentionally mentioned something in his left foot. It was a battle axe, his battle axe. The earl took his hand for granted, wanting to touch the justice of the fool, but when his finger touched the handle of the tomahawk, a long absence made him quickly withdraw his finger and sting. Lothar frowned slightly, or he imagined that he frowned slightly, and he looked at the right hand that he had just retracted. There were no obvious scars on his fingers, but the pain that reached the bone marrow would never be an illusion. This reminded the count of what the cheese had told him about the characteristics of the witch hunt knife, a weapon cast against the caster, which contradicted all magic and similar powers.

But the gray robe also explained to him that this resistance to the witch hunt knife has a certain flexibility. For example, during the plague of the Ratman, the cheese and other spellcasters once played against the Rosa with the witch hunt knife. Magic allowed him to acquire abilities and energy that he did not possess. Well-meaning weak spells are allowed in the identification of witch hunts. Instead of letting his weapons show hostility towards himself, the count understood that this had nothing to do with foreign magic. The problem appeared to him. At this time, I am afraid that I have become an inhuman existence.

This kind of existence Losa once encountered, it was a thing in the capital of Cangshi King, and he and his companions spent a lot of energy to kill it at that time. The existence was called a lich by the gray robe wizard. . In the eyes of ordinary people, they or they are called walking dead souls, unwilling to be buried in the body, walking dead. There are never shortages of walking corpses in legends and stories everywhere, except that most walking corpses are described as irrational monsters, active skeletons, and opposites are ghosts and ghosts that still retain consciousness but no flesh.

Lothar didn't know what kind of status he should be classified into. He could still think, his memory was intact, and his thoughts were not evil. This seems to be consistent with the characteristics of a lich, but to say that he is a lich, the count does not feel a trace of energy in his body that is similar to the undead spellcaster in his memory. He just has not died. This is really a headache, and now is not the time to struggle with it. Fioni still needs his help.

The earl gritted his teeth and stretched his right hand towards the battle axe again. This time, when the pain struck, he didn't release his weapon, but gripped it. Pain, painful pain, if possible, Lothar had already screamed, but there was no air flowing in his throat now, so he could not shake his vocal cords. The hand, holding the battle axe, the pain gradually subsided, as if finally recognizing his family who had been away for a long time, the justice of the fool accepted Lothar again. That's right, old man, no matter how you look at me, I haven't given up the status of human being.

"Wow!" The Kraken's cries came from afar, because the giant's big hand seemed to be about to turn over to search for more blood. Lothar didn't hesitate when he saw this, carrying the battle axe in his right hand and ran in the direction of Fioni. He was surprised to find that his strength seemed to be much greater, the weight of the weapon in his hand seemed to be the same as wood, and when he ran up, his legs were also very light, without the previous fatigue. Now Lothar even has the illusion that he can run like this forever.

However, it is true that his speed has indeed improved, and in less time he has come under the giant's left hand, facing his arm as thick as a tower. Losa raised her head and was a little uneasy about the height difference between herself and Fioni, but at this point, there is no other way to rescue the Kraken, he can only hope that his body is really like what he feels That tireless. With such determination, Lothar began his climbing journey.

The body of the giant is not difficult to climb, and the lines on the skin are a perfect landing point for Lothar, and even if there is no protruding part in front of him, the battle axe in his hand can immediately create one. Of course, the wound created by the Earl's battle axe was deep enough for him to penetrate a hand, but for the giant, this level of damage did not even cut his skin, and it was difficult to feel pain. Rao is so, climbing the giant ’s arm is no less than climbing a tower from the outer wall. If Lothar ’s muscles are no longer fatigued, he really may not be able to complete this in this state. task. When he finally got on the palm of the giant, he was greeted with a kick!

"Who are you?" You can hear ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Feoney didn't recognize Lothar in this dark and chaotic environment, he just noticed something crawled up, so he instinctively made A tentative attack. Lothar easily escaped the attack of the Kraken, and one turned over and put it on his palm. He wanted to identify with Fioni, but found that he could not speak anyway, at most it was a strange voice, that is He snorted and rubbed like a snoring noise when he took the initiative.

"Losa? Is it you?" The deformer never made a vague shadow, mainly because the iconic tomahawk made his own guess. Lothar waved his arms, responding to Fioni. However, before waiting for Siren to breathe a sigh of relief, the giant's palm shook violently, and it was about to turn over!

The Earl didn't hesitate anymore. He rushed towards Fioni. He seemed to have kicked something on the way, but he didn't care. He rushed to his companion and stretched his left hand to grab the latter's arm. "What are you doing ..." Fioni said aside, his body had been forcibly pulled off the ground by the force, and this force made the deformer have to doubt whether this person was Losa. But on the other hand, the close contact made the Kraken find more reliable evidence on this figure. In this contradictory psychology, the two of them have rushed to the giant's left middle finger.

Lothar did not pause, his right hand was raised high, and the battle axe in his hand was struggling to cut off the finger in front of him!