Dawn of the Grey Tower

The latest website: sink your heart, concentrate your attention, and count silently. Magic is real for cheese, it really constitutes the world, as real as soil, as real as running water.

Since Cheese sensed the magic power for the first time and successfully guided the magic power to cast a spell for the first time, he never doubted the presence or absence of magic.

Now, he can still feel the changes of magic power delicately, and even try to capture their nature, is it like air?

Or is it like a stream of water? Because of this, he could feel the scorching heat, the scorching heat that seemed to burn the whole world, from the boiling of magic power, from the madness of the mages.

A crazy mage can poison a country, but what kind of harm will a group of crazy mages bring?

Cheese can't imagine, and doesn't have to imagine. Even if the turbulent wave of magic power around him passed through the barrier of the cursed crow, it still hit him like a stormy sea, as if he was in that indescribable mythical era.

What a terrifying era that must have been. Every creature could create such a boiling magic field, and they could distort reality at will in a way beyond magic.

That era is unacceptable to human beings, because it does not contain objective laws that can be followed and recognized. Any existence that controls magic power can instantly change those laws.

Just like now, these gray-robed colleagues who wantonly sway magic power and spells, like individuals called gods in the age of mythology, reshape the world without guilt and joy.

No, they cannot be called gods, because they have only god-like powers, but they are not bound by any kind.

They are freer and more terrifying demigods, aimless and limitless, wielding power only as they desire.

They are powerful enough to be worshiped by ordinary people; they are dangerous enough to scare anyone.

So at that moment, Cheese suddenly understood what was happening in this wasteland. It was an echo of the age of mythology, and it was a scene where demigods named gray-robed mages fought each other.

It was at that moment that the boiling magic power was gathered at the feet of the cheese and guided into the ground along the wand.

The ancient and silent rocks roared for the first time, shaking their bodies squeezed by the snow for thousands of years, shouting, questioning who disturbed this eternal tranquility.

The mage with the pepperwood wand, his gray robe fluttered, the earth split under his feet, and some form of rock rose in the cold wind.

"Woo-!" It wasn't the roar of a creature, but the murmur of the wind blowing through the hollow and porous rock.

The rock monster summoned by Cheese has a lizard-like shape. It does borrow from the rock lizard that Cheese saw in the tunnels of the City of Laws, but the rock lizard will not have guardrail-like horns on its head.

"Come up, let's go." The cheese super curse crow standing on top of the rock lizard stretched out his palm, his face was covered by a hood, and only his eyes, shining like stars, were extremely eye-catching.

At that moment, the curse crow seemed to see the former first gray robe. He had a clear figure and a completely different voice, but he just had such a shrewd spirit that he recognized Cheese as his teacher.

However, that was just a momentary illusion. In the next second, the conjurer had already climbed onto the lizard's head, and there was a low humming sound in his ears.

It seemed to be announcing to all the fighting gray robes that they were about to pass.

"Such an exaggerated casting, aren't you afraid that the hole will explode?" Probably because of the influence of the illusion, the cursed crow said to the cheese in a somewhat angry tone.

He should have known cheese as he knew himself, but now, the eyes in the hood made him feel strange.

"If it was somewhere else, I would indeed be committing suicide. But here is the reappearance of the age of mythology. The magic power here eased me and even healed me. I just discovered that here, I don't need to worry about anything." Cheese The tone of voice has changed.

Because he has already realized that at this time he is not interacting with his fellow disciples, but is in close contact with a group of demigods who are angry and out of control.

It is not acceptable to still retain the idea of ​​treating ordinary people here. But there is nothing to be particularly concerned about, because he is originally one of them.

The ostentatious lizard and voice naturally made Cheese the target of fire, and more magic hit the two of them in a tangible or invisible way.

What greeted them was a blue sun that had never risen on the northern snowfield. The sun was held in the hands of the gray-robed mage, and its core was a lantern. The color of the light in the lantern was already the same as the eyes of the being holding it.

The blue magical sun, so majestic and vast that no magic could form under its light, for the tiny light would be swallowed up by the greater light.

Curse Crow lowered his head dumbly, because he couldn't look directly at the light in the lantern, which would destroy his magic perception.

The conjurer thought it was inconceivable that Cheese's ability should be similar to his own, similar to every gray robe, why could he create such a spectacle at this time?

No, it is not. It's an illusion that cheese's ability is consistent with his own, don't forget, that guy has a magic hole in him!

Under the influence of the damage that is enough to make ordinary spellcasters lose everything, he can still cast spells as usual, so when the wound is temporarily filled, what kind of energy will he exert?

The blue sun in front of you is the answer. At this time, cheese is the first time to exert his spellcasting ability without the influence of the magic hole. This boiling magic space burns him and relieves the pain he has become accustomed to.

The pain of being closed and opened is healed in the dispute, UU reading www.uukanshu. com The thing that came from the second adult appeared in the world for the first time in a state that even Cheese himself felt strange.

No one wants to provoke that scorching sun, even if it is not invincible, no one wants to challenge it right now. The rock lizard holding the cheese approached the gray tower step by step like a monster carrying a celestial body in mythology, and there was only a piece of blue in the way it passed.

Eyes, pairs of eyes shining with the same light stared at this moving sun. Gradually, those eyes also began to emit a more intense and dazzling brilliance.

Curse Crow, there is no need to bow his head anymore. I don't know when, he can stand beside the cheese normally, staring at the sun.

"This is really, really bad." Cursed Crow whispered softly, his voice echoing triple due to the huge amount of magic power entwined around him.

His shadow gradually deformed, growing a pair of wings that he didn't have, the wings of a raven.

"It's just a short-term resonance in the strong magic field. It will recover when we leave this area. Take advantage of this time to take a good look at this world."