With the help of Migo, cheese finally landed safely. The dragon takes advantage of its body, will dare to challenge its own bat man one by one down the night sky, fell on the street or building roof. The mage knew that his dragon companion was not bloodthirsty and murderous, perhaps because he had been with himself for a long time. Migo, as a fiery red dragon, can control his temper to a great extent. Even in this situation, most bat people are only deprived of their fighting ability by the dragon and do not die immediately. Of course, if not treated in time, the wounds caused by dragon claws can definitely lead to slow and painful death.
On the other hand, cheese on the street not far from the witch''s house is not as easy as Migo. It is Edward''s family ghouls who are hard to get the actual number in the dark to greet the mage''s landing. Moreover, these guys, as the elite of the clan leader attacking the witch''s house, all maintain their sober senses in the combat state. If the ghouls who are caught in the eating frenzy are instinctive monsters, when they work together as a team like human beings, these guys are killing machines with strange power.
"The last chance," the mage stood in the middle of the street in his gray robe. Ten steps away from him, he was surrounded by enemies. Cheese took a deep breath and looked up at the dragon in the sky. "Your patriarch was provoked by the devil and set off this rebellion. It''s not your fault. I swear in the name of the grey tower that if you stop antagonizing me and other allies now, you can leave alive. "
"Master, put away your useless persuasion! We have been waiting too long for today. Now, the night of the grey lion belongs to us It was not the ghouls who said this, but the old man who appeared in front of the ghouls. His appearance at this time was really worthy of the name of grueling. His ferocious and completely distorted appearance and the extra limbs protruding from his body were chilling.
"Yes." The mage lowered his head, his eyes were covered by magic, so that people could not see the cheese eyes at the moment. However, judging from his actions, the mage seems to regret the choice of these traitors. But is that really the case? Since the landing, the hands in the grey robe have not stopped the subtle movements. Under the ingenious guidance of cheese, the magic waves evade the perception of resentment. Cheese knows from the beginning that it is impossible to change the other party''s mind by a few words.
"What a pity." The sorcerer sighed and put his hands out of his robe to prepare the whole magic to explode around him. Cheese knew that he had only one chance. Once he got into a sharp battle with the ghouls, he would never have a chance to break through the enemy''s encirclement. Fortunately, there are enough opportunities for the wizard of the grey tower. "Hoo!" No shock wave, no sonic boom. Cheese''s magic is more like a harmless force. But when the wind passed away, there was no sound in the street except the mage''s heartbeat.
"I gave you a chance." This is what Cheese said as he passed by the complaining spirit, who still kept the appearance of the moment when the magic broke out. However, his body was no longer a spirit body with faint white light, but turned into a heavy stone. It''s not just complaining spirits. The ghouls around the mage are all turned into stone carvings. Their feet are completely connected with the stone bricks in the street. It looks like a huge work created by some crazy stone carving artist. "Cough!" Cheese coughed as he walked through the statue, and he felt something warm coming out of his throat. The mage wipes away the blood from the corners of his mouth. The consequences of this large-scale casting are often reflected in the caster.
"This kind of rude casting is not my style. It seems to find other ways to deal with this situation." Cheese said to himself, and continued to walk towards the door of the witch''s house. Three steps in front of the open door, where candles were placed, had been smashed by an unknown giant, and several broken candles were mixed in the rubble. As he passed by, the mage gently bent down to pick up a small candle and held it in his hand.
At the moment, the deep corridor has lost its original appearance in front of the mage''s eyes. The powerful witch''s magic set up by Gelin was recklessly destroyed, resulting in a subtle distortion in the space here, which seemed to be looking at things through the wavy water. This is also the main reason why cheese didn''t let others follow. He had anticipated this situation. Even the wolf walker, who is immune to magic, may be inexplicably transported to a distant world that he has never heard of before. The mage doesn''t want his companions to disappear for this reason. As for how to crack this situation, witches'' defense magic often revolves around a core, their soup pot.
After moving his joints, cheese stepped into the door. His brain is trying to remember how to keep his position in the turbulent flow of space, which requires profound knowledge of space and fine operation of his own magic power. The whole process is like walking a steel wire in the sky. If there are no other disturbances during this period, the reason why the spatial turbulence is called turbulence proves that the steady state does not exist.
There''s a sense of tugging from all parts of the body, and this unstable space is trying to keep those who venture through it forever. Fortunately, for the apprentices of the grey tower, such a situation is not difficult to solve. Only by adjusting the magic balance in his body in time, he can recover the situation before falling the steel wire. The real lethal threat is the predators who live in this turbulent flow of space and follow the magic.Walking through the twisted passage, cheese quickly noticed that the only stable thing in this disordered space was a portrait oil painting hanging on the wall of the corridor. The young woman in the painting might be young geline. But now, with the mage walking past the eyes of the characters in the painting, cheese affirms that the painting has become a kind of carrier, allowing predators in chaotic time and space to obtain a body that can move briefly.
Oil painting, in the blind area of mage''s vision, quietly grow hands and feet, which is a kind of body covered with the unique shell of marine crustaceans. There are sharp spines and terrible barbs on the tips of 12 limbs. Of course, all this did not escape the magic of cheese. He knew what was behind it. Crabbing, the name of the thing, is one of the most notorious predators.
It is notorious because it does not use 12 claw legs to kill its prey as it seems. Compared with close combat, these terrifying killers use their innate ability to make their prey produce a strong sense of spatial dislocation. This feeling may be acceptable at ordinary times, but in the disorder space, small illusions can be fatal. Crabbing between crevices is to deliberately make prey fall into fear. Their favorite thing is to play with food, especially those who rely on magic to protect themselves. They will hide in the surrounding distorted scene like now, quietly release their ability, and let the prey panic and fall into fear and self doubt because of the unexpected spatial change. Crab fishing is very patient. They can wait a long time to make their prey exhausted by the anxiety. At that point, they reappear in front of their prey, making them think they have found the only stable object in the chaotic space-time. Then they suddenly show their prototype and use their sharp limbs to knock the poor man''s brain open and suck their brains.
However, knowing the opponent''s habits does not mean that cheese can get out of trouble quickly. On the contrary, the ability to catch crabs in the gap makes it impossible for the mage to find the right way to leave this disordered space before solving it. If he wants to go out, cheese must kill that thing.
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