The tree hole was very narrow at the beginning, and the thin figure like cheese could barely pass through. As he was pulled by his collar, the mage entered the tree hole with his head in front of him. Fortunately, he put his hands in front of his head in time to prevent the protruding rocks or roots from hitting his head. Even so, the tree hole was not a comfortable passage. The mage''s body soon felt numb in pain due to various impacts. He was sure that if he had not been protected by the grey robe, he would have been unable to find a complete piece of flesh on his body.


    But even though the grey robe can avoid the punishment of thousands of cuts, the passage in the narrow channel also makes people feel uncomfortable. It''s mainly about speed. It''s too fast. Although cheese couldn''t accurately calculate how long he had been pulled into the tree hole, it was definitely a long distance, and it was also a distance that should not have appeared in such a narrow cave as the tree hole. You know, the ordinary tree hole, which can live in the next nest of badgers is the limit, and the bigger one may be able to accommodate a smaller brown bear. What cheese is experiencing now is like the digestive tract of a big snake, which is so long and twisted that people can''t guess its end from the inside. Just when the mage was going to do something to get rid of this state, he fell into a big group of things.


    The vegetation and the slight putrefaction smell indicated that what held the cheese and did not hit the ground was a large mass of leaves accumulated here. Pure leaves, no branches or other things. The mage, whose arms had not yet been fully recovered, struggled for a moment to lift his head from the pile of fallen leaves. From the upper position behind him, that is, the position where he fell into the tree hole, the sun rushed out of the hole, re stretched its invisible body, and lit up the dark underground space. Sunlight, should not be able to shine in, because that tree hole is so twisted and circuitous, unless it is because of magic.


    Of course, it''s because of magic. This is the place where the famous grey robes live. No matter what the research field is, the grey robes have the most basic casting ability and knowledge. For most of the casters, the talents trained by the grey tower are versatile, even comprehensive. This naturally includes how to quickly transform a naturally formed tree hole into a stronghold for the caster to operate. The simple magic set in the tree hole is just the beginning. Here is another form of MAGE tower.


    Whether it''s a mage tower or any other form of caster''s stronghold, all magic training will warn their apprentices not to do it on someone else''s territory. Just as a farmer who is prepared to hide behind a branch with a crossbow can shoot an unsuspecting knight with one arrow, the reliability of all the so-called body protection magic on other people''s territory needs to be questioned.


    So do you want to do it yourself? It''s better to say that he has already started. Thinking of this, the mouth of cheese showed a shallow smile, and his eyes swept through the fallen leaves, searching for the arm that had drawn him here, which had been waiting for him quietly outside the leaves. When cheese saw the arm, the forefinger of that hand stopped tapping on the ground, as if the impatient waiting man had finally been taken seriously. This kind of humanized behavior began to interest the mage, because he knew that this arm did not belong to Dionysian, and Dionysian would not control it to do such things.


    Rising from the leaves, the leaves slipped obediently from the grey robe, and none of them adhered to the robe. Cheese''s feet are a little shaky, without arm support, the balance of the human body is not so stable. Fortunately, the ground under the dead leaves is flat and hard. Although it is not stone, the soil is obviously compacted. This made the mage more curious. He did not understand the significance of his fellow disciples'' efforts to build such a hideout. This curiosity urged him to keep up with his arm, which began to crawl deep into the cave.


    It looks weird, doesn''t it? The dim light projected from the tree hole illuminated the underground space. The roots of trees and other plants could be seen above the cave. Some insects and other small animals living here were disturbed and ran away. Some even ran into the spider web in the corner. The main body of the picture is a man in a gray robe following a tattooed arm crawling on his fingers. But it''s just the porch of the cave.


    With that arm, cheese quickly entered the main part of the cave. Interestingly, although there was no obvious big hole, the sun still shone from the top along the tree roots that stretched out of the wall. It is supposed that the roots accidentally opened small holes, which were later used by the builders here to make such lighting.


    Behind the porch is the laboratory, which is in line with the architectural habits of grey robes. No matter what conditions they set up their homes, the grey robes will make their own laboratories more appropriate, even in tree holes. Unlike the porch, which is just Rammed Soil, the ground and walls here are made of straw and mortar, which has a faint breath of original magic. The roots that extend into the laboratory have been transformed into natural supports and hooks, and there is even a small spring hole on the side wall of the laboratory to provide clean living water.


    There is no strong smell of blood or putrefaction, and there is no carcass or waste product that has been transformed into a corpse eater. It''s very clean here. The people who clean up here must be very careful. The guide arm didn''t stay in the laboratory more. It climbed straight to the inner door, which was said to be a door. It was just a fence made up of several stumped tree roots. With a little force on that arm, the fence opened itself, and there was no door lock on either side. But it was such a door that, as soon as it opened, there was a strong pungent smell in it, a complex smell that cheese was familiar with but could not tell the ingredients.Walking into it, this is the end of the whole tree hole, and also the master''s bedroom. The difference is that there are no beds and no rest furniture. There are only a few thick roots that hang down from the roof. These roots converge to the center of the room. One of the thin roots naturally reaches into the skin behind the neck and intertwined with the spine of the people who are entangled there by the roots. The man slowly raised his head. His face was thin but healthy. His long uncut hair and beard grew wantonly, covering most of his face, revealing only his magic eyes.


    "Here you are. Long time no see. "


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