Dawn of the Grey Tower

The sun rose again from Longji Mountain. A slight cheer echoed continuously in the molten iron camp, and it was people rejoicing to see the light again.

But not all living things like light, and the mouse's time is always at night. The sunlight I loved in the past has now become a dazzling blade, constantly hurting my fragile eyes, and the fur on my body has absorbed the heat of the sun, making people feel as hot as a fire.

"Isn't the gray robe saying that he can live a normal life anymore?" Peg stood beside Karus and looked at the shrinking figure beside the stream from the distant hillside.

The demonic glanced at the little witch next to him and shrugged his nose. "The wizard only said that he could live like a ratman. He never said that he could be a human again. The rat should recognize his identity and be good Hide in the shadows and wait for the sunset before coming out to pick up leftovers that others do n’t want. "

The witch frowned, her green head covering her forehead, making it impossible to see her expression from above. "It sounds like you."

"Huh," faced Pegg's offense, Karus only smiled helplessly, "Although I don't know how you convince the wizard to undo the curse on you, and allow you to follow us. But you are It ’s better to be polite, I do n’t care, but if it ’s too aggressive, no one will like it. "

The girl glared at the killer. "Do not bother you. I don't need to deliberately please anyone."

"Really? Then are you going to take this kid to your port and put him a collar and a chain as a pet?" Mo Yan said a flash of fire in his eyes after he said this sentence, just under his feet The tiny plants that burrowed out of the ground burned and withered, turning into fly ash.

Seeing that neither words nor magic had any effect on Karus, Peg turned angrily, biting his lips and turned away. "Three days later, if he did not choose you, I would take him away."

The killer shrugged his hands with his arms spread freely, "Read the dear, my lady." When the witch left, the smile on the face of the Demon Moment disappeared instantly, and he watched the fierce pupil with the fiery red eyes. Little body drinking water. "You won't let me down, right?"

The boy who became a ratman didn't know everything on the hillside in the distance, even if he knew, he wouldn't care. Pain comes from physiology and psychology. The burning sensation in the five burners is difficult to remove after drinking. It would be nice if he died. Such thoughts appeared in his mind more than once, but he remembered his mother's eyes before being crushed by the collapsed roof, and his arms recovered a little strength. Not yet, die here!

"Boom!" Karus watched indifferently as his preparatory apprentice fell into the stream. The fur on his body became a heavy **** after absorbing water, making the fallen person unable to climb up slowly. If at first the Demon Race was only interested in this child because of his talent, then now he has taken the other party seriously seriously without realizing it. There is no other reason. The similar situation reminds the killer of the scene when he just awakened the blood of the devil. But his sympathy is not cheap. There are many people who have similar sufferings in this world. Karus is not interested in helping them one by one. He only helps those who stand up.

"Huh ..." The boy finally got up from the stream, and his wet body made him feel better. The young rat-man raised his head to look at the sun in the sky. As a human, doing so would only make him feel dazzling, but now, even a moment of contact, pain will directly pass into the brain through the eyeballs, making him headache. . The severe pain reminded him that he was no longer human. But this did not make him give up, one second, two seconds ...

The Devil does not know what the Rat-Man will produce if he looks directly at the sun. He knows the hatred of this race for the sun, and he knows that not many people can resist the instinct of his race. So it was too late when he saw the child falling straight into the stream.

It was already evening when the boy woke up again, and he was now moved under a tree, and in front of him stood the serious look of Karus. The Demon Race sensed that the other party woke up, and slapped the latter unkindly to make him quickly sober. Then he stretched out **** and shook it in front of the Ratman. "What is this?"

The boy wanted to answer, but then thought that he could not speak, so he had to weakly reach out **** with claws.

"Huh." Seeing the other party answer correctly, Karus snorted and took back his palm. Then he grabbed the hair above the boy's head and pulled it up. Two flames burned in his eyes. "Listen, kid, if you do this stupid thing next time, I can help you get rid of it quickly." He dropped the Ratman and disappeared behind another tree.

The boy rubbed his eyes, and then the hair on the back of his hand made it more painful. He sobbed over his face until the sun set completely, and the burning sensation disappeared with the light. Hunger reminded him that he could not continue this way. Get up and put the limbs on the ground naturally. This seemingly innate habit made him pause for a few seconds. After that, although he couldn't get used to walking with only two feet, he stood up stubbornly and moved forward like an individual.

This was no problem, the boy quickly adapted to walking on two feet, but the key is that such an action can only let him go, while walking, there is no way to hunt for food. After letting go of the last rabbit who returned home late, the Ratman fell flatly to the ground. He was too hungry to stand up again. A few crows fell on the tree next to them. They crooked their heads and looked at the poor child under the tree, figuring out when to divide him.

"Doodle!" A grasshopper screamed in front of the face of the ratman, seeming to be laughing at his weakness or even worse than a bug. But it didn't expect the ratman's tongue to pop out of the gap in his mouth like lightning, and he wrapped it into the mouth that hadn't eaten anything.

It's a bit crispy, with a grassy smell and a slightly fishy smell. This is the boy's evaluation of the grasshopper. After eating something that was not a snack, he finally recovered a little bit of physical strength and propped himself up again. This time, he had to give up standing on two feet because of fatigue, and instead turned on four feet like a real mouse and walked forward on his stomach. He used his keen eyes and sense of smell, along with the beard on his mouth, to search through the grass. No insect could escape such a huge predator, especially when the latter was hungry.

The scent of supper came from the direction of the molten iron city camp, tempting the mouse, but after watching the fire behind the hillside silent for a moment, he went to the grass to look for bigger bugs. The demon looked at all this in the dark, and after seeing the boy learn to take advantage of the new body, he showed no joy.

Insects are not enough to feed a squirrel that is as big as a human, but after searching for one night, the boy managed to keep his stomach from tumbling due to hunger. He looked at the gradually whitening outline in the distance and consciously drilled into a hole in the earth. There should have been a nest of foxes or other animals, but the collapse of Molten Iron City apparently scared them away.

For a ratman, the day begins at dusk. After a day's rest, his physical strength was restored and his stomach was completely emptied. The boy instinctively began to look down for insects in the grass as he did yesterday. Of course he also wanted to hunt for bigger prey, but there were only flying birds besides the bugs. When foraging, the time always passed quickly, and it was around midnight. Due to his skill, the boy found much more food this time than yesterday. He even began to choose some delicious insects to eat, and he paid homage to the smell. He was eating more and more, faster and faster, and there was only one thing left in the Ratman's mind, eating. As for the memories that used to be human ~ www.readwn.com ~ Karus and his three-day agreement, what is that? Is it better to eat bugs?

The expression of the demonic dread becomes difficult to look at, and the feeling of disappointment pervades his heart. He has even planned to turn around and leave because the mouse chasing the grasshopper there can't be his apprentice. Until the mouse chased the grasshopper and returned to the beginning of the stream. The grasshopper accidentally fell on the handle of a dagger stuck in the ground. Looking at the top of the mouse, is he looking at the grasshopper or the dagger? I'm afraid no one can say it clearly.

"Beep!" Grasshopper yelled and jumped away. Leaving the boy ’s gaze still on the empty handle. No, isn't that empty? I mean, the handle itself is a thing. The Ratman stood up a little jerkily. He stretched out his hand slowly, using only four, with long sharp nails and slender and twisted fingers, slowly holding the knife handle. Then he pulled out the dagger from the ground. At this moment, something seemed to come back to life in his eyes.

"Ka! Gee! ... I, I am, human!" ...

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