MTL - Dawn of the Grey Tower-Chapter 22 Dragon Hunting in the Rain (Part 2)

What do you think of when you are walking in a harsh environment and hopelessly chasing your prey? The cheese thought of barbecue, it can't be beef or pork, it must be mutton, don't pursue the tender taste of lamb, but the meat must have fat.

Such mutton is roasted on a charcoal fire to see the so-called golden oil. And that's not the best time to enjoy it. The Master prefers to let his taste buds be mobilized by the smell of barbecue and then wait for a while, let the meat and the fire be in close contact with the fire for a while, let the grease grow the flame, let the tongue of fire melt the red meat, wait for it The taste is amazing until the meat pieces shrink slightly and a black coking layer appears on the surface.

Cheese misses the roast meat in the Northland. The mutton grown in the cold environment is firm and fatty. Perhaps their meat needs to be chewed more than their counterparts on the grasslands, but this must be the most enjoyable experience in the cold and snow. Physical exercise.

Before roasting the meat, cooks will use vegetables, mostly onions, to rub on the surface of the meat until the meat absorbs a certain flavor from the plant and starts to become sticky. He never felt that it was something to be ashamed of when a chef got his hands dirty. There are people in this world who can keep their hands clean all the time, and at the same time give up the fun of touching it in person. Those fresh experiences cannot be separated from hands.

Barbecue reminds people of cooking, and cooking reminds people of chefs. The best chef Cheese knows is Elsa. Well, there may be other factors in this. He'll miss the slightly oily shine of Elsa's hands after rubbing the lamb.

No, this is the end of the mind. Thinking about good things in a difficult situation can help inspire fighting spirit, but indulging in it can give birth to despair. Gray Robe had to temporarily put away those warm and pleasant memories, swallowed the saliva in his mouth, and imagined that they had a hint of barbecue. Maybe dragon meat is good too? Even if this one has more feet in the woods.

"Now we have another reason to fight, maybe even more exciting than the commission." The magic in Cheese's eyes began to thicken, and he realized that restrained spellcasting could not subtly defeat such a dexterous and astute prey, Skill needs to be combined with power, as does the power of a spell and how it works.

He has been away from Wanfa for a while, and he has slowly regained the feeling of mobilizing a lot of magic power in a normal magic power environment. When you can only mobilize the magic power with the skin, you are an apprentice. When you can use the magic power within the range of what you can see and hear, you are a mage.

Cheese is not only a mage, but also a gray robe, which means that his influence on magic is far beyond the limits of his physical senses. With the help of a long period of meditation, Cheese's spiritual body is much larger than his actual body. In the world of magic, he is an uncompromising giant at this time.

The magic giant raised his hand, and the power in the rain was pulled out and turned into a bowstring. He stretched out his arm, and a strand of rain turned into a bow. The arrows congealed between the string and the bow were invisible, but when the giant released his fingers, an affected track appeared in the rain. The trail extended to the top of a huge tree in the distance, and the thick branches snapped silently and plunged straight into the ground.

It was an oath and a fight back, telling the thousand-footed dragon that what it could do, a hunter could stand under a tree. Of course, the gray robe is not just to show the power of unprovoked spellcasting, but to knock down this branch has other meanings. Objects that pierce a certain plane always have a strong certainty, just like nails nailing something. fit snugly onto another thing. This can be a marker for the next spell to be cast, or even a position.

Cheese walked in front of the branch and stretched out his hand to fit it on the surface. The effect of magic on things is not the relationship between infusion and extraction as described by the evocation school. Although the reaction brought about is direct and violent, it can be equally depleted. serious.

The gray robe prefers to resonate with the target through contact, mobilizing the magic power inherent in the casting material, which usually takes a lot of time, but Cheese can use magic to shorten the process.

The tops of the branches began to soften, and the wooden fractures actually dented under the rain. The cracks that should have appeared many years later cracked in a natural way in structure but unnatural in time, and then completely outwards like flowers. fold.

The blooming wood flower was naturally Cheese's masterpiece. The original physical properties of the wood were temporarily lost in the spell, and he described the process as persuasion. By convincing the piece of wood, the cheese convinces it that some of its features are actually another, temporarily distorting its shape. Then, Gray Pao took out the water bag and poured out a large amount of dark red liquid into the center of the wood flower, which was half-coagulated sheep blood.

Blood has always been a common material in magical rituals and spellcasting, and its strong scent is also a good bait for beasts. A little heat makes it a tempting blood soup quickly in a humid environment. This simple dragon hunting trap is complete, and if it goes well, it can save Cheese a lot of fighting time. But is the thousand-footed dragon so easy to be fooled?

A low roar answered the question. Such exaggerated mobility will definitely consume the same exaggerated energy. For most creatures, the consumption of energy can only be supplemented by eating.

The Mother Tree often mentions that Millipede will try to eat everything it can when describing the behavior of Millipede, certainly not out of thrift. The Allosaurus was always hungry, and couldn't stop to slow down its wear and tear. It left its original territory for food.

"Hunger is a good thing. Hunger means living." Cheese smiled, his figure swayed slightly, and the expression on his face became cold.

A similar trick has been used once in Muguren's wooden house, and he failed to deceive the mother tree that time. This time, he hoped that he could deceive the beast. The real cheese had stooped to the back of the nearest giant tree, and he gave up the rain gear and used it to create an illusion.

An urgent roar, it was coming as the warm soup of blood diluted in the rain drew nearer. With the sound of snake scales rubbing against the bark, something that made hair stand on end quickly fell from the crown of the tree to the ground.

Cheese held his breath, the place where the thousand-footed dragon landed was not far from him. This was also the first time he had seen this all-terrain dragon up close. A sabotage has many feet. What do you think of when you are walking in a harsh environment and hopelessly chasing your prey? The cheese thought of barbecue, it can't be beef or pork, it must be mutton, don't pursue the tender taste of lamb, but the meat must have fat.

Such mutton is roasted on a charcoal fire to see the so-called golden oil. And that's not the best time to enjoy it. The Master prefers to let his taste buds be mobilized by the smell of barbecue and then wait for a while, let the meat and the fire be in close contact with the fire for a while, let the grease grow the flame, let the tongue of fire melt the red meat, wait for it The taste is amazing until the meat pieces shrink slightly and a black coking layer appears on the surface.

Cheese misses the roast meat in the Northland. The mutton grown in the cold environment is firm and fatty. Perhaps their meat needs to be chewed more than their counterparts on the grasslands, but this must be the most enjoyable experience in the cold and snow. Physical exercise.

Before roasting the meat, cooks will use vegetables, mostly onions, to rub on the surface of the meat until the meat absorbs a certain flavor from the plant and starts to become sticky. He never felt that it was something to be ashamed of when a chef got his hands dirty. There are people in this world who can keep their hands clean all the time, and at the same time give up the fun of touching it in person. Those fresh experiences cannot be separated from hands.

Barbecue reminds people of cooking, and cooking reminds people of chefs. The best chef Cheese knows is Elsa. Well, there may be other factors in this. He'll miss the slightly oily shine of Elsa's hands after rubbing the lamb.

No, this is the end of the mind. Thinking about good things in a difficult situation can help inspire fighting spirit, but indulging in it can give birth to despair. Gray Robe had to temporarily put away those warm and pleasant memories, swallowed the saliva in his mouth, and imagined that they had a hint of barbecue. Maybe dragon meat is good too? Even if this one has more feet in the woods.

"Now we have another reason to fight, which may even excite me even more than entrustment." The magic in Cheese's eyes began to thicken, and he realized that restrained spellcasting could not subtly defeat such a dexterous and astute prey, Skill needs to be combined with power, as does the power of a spell and how it works.

He has been away from Wanfa for a while, and he has slowly regained the feeling of mobilizing a lot of magic power in a normal magic power environment. When you can mobilize magic power only with the part that your skin touches, you are an apprentice, and when you can use the magic power within the range of what you can see and hear, you are a mage.

Cheese is not only a mage, but also a gray robe, which means that his influence on magic is far beyond the limits of his physical senses. With the help of a long period of meditation, Cheese's spiritual body is much larger than his actual body. In the world of magic, he is an uncompromising giant at this time.

The magic giant raised his hand, and the power in the rain was pulled out and turned into a bowstring. He stretched out his arm, and a strand of rain turned into a bow. The arrows congealed between the string and the bow were invisible, but when the giant released his fingers, an affected track appeared in the rain. The trail extended to the top of a huge tree in the distance, and the thick branches snapped silently and plunged straight into the ground.

It was an oath and a fight back, telling the thousand-footed dragon that what it could do, a hunter could stand under a tree. Of course, the gray robe is not just to show the power of unprovoked spellcasting. The branch has other meanings. An object that pierces a plane always has a strong certainty, just like a nail nails something. fit snugly onto another thing. This can be a marker for the next spell to be cast, or even a position.

Cheese walked in front of the branch and reached out to fit it on the surface. The effect of magic power on things is not the relationship between infusion and extraction as described by the evocation school. Although the reaction brought about is direct and violent, it can be equally depleted. serious.

Grey Robe prefers to resonate with the target through contact, mobilizing the magic power inherent in the casting material, which usually takes a lot of time, but Cheese can use spells to shorten the process.

The tops of the branches began to soften, and the wooden fractures actually dented under the impact of the rain. The cracks that should have appeared many years later cracked in a natural way in structure and unnatural in time, and then completely opened out like flowers. fold.

The blooming wood flower was naturally Cheese's masterpiece. The original physical properties of the wood were temporarily lost in the spell, and he described the process as persuasion. By convincing the piece of wood, the cheese convinces it that some of its features are actually another, temporarily distorting its shape. Then, Gray Pao took out the water bag, and poured out a large amount of dark red liquid into the center of Muhua, which was half-coagulated sheep blood.

Blood has always been a common material in magical rituals and spellcasting, and its strong scent is also a good bait for beasts. A little heat makes it a tempting blood soup quickly in a humid environment. This simple dragon hunting trap is complete, and if it goes well, it can save Cheese a lot of fighting time. But is the thousand-footed dragon so easy to be fooled?

A low roar answered the question. Such exaggerated mobility will definitely consume the same exaggerated energy. For most creatures, the consumption of energy can only be supplemented by eating.

The Mother Tree often mentions that Millipede will try to eat everything it can when describing the behavior of Millipede, certainly not out of thrift. The Allosaurus was always hungry, and couldn't stop to slow down its wear and tear. It left its original territory for food.

"Hunger is a good thing. Hunger means living." Cheese smiled, his figure swayed slightly, and the expression on his face became cold.

A similar trick has been used once in Muguren's wooden house, and he failed to deceive the mother tree that time. This time, he hoped that he could deceive the beast. The real cheese had stooped to the back of the nearest giant tree, and he gave up the rain gear and used it to create an illusion.

An urgent roar, it was coming as the warm soup of blood diluted in the rain drew nearer. With the sound of snake scales rubbing against the bark, something that made hair stand on end quickly fell from the crown of the tree to the ground.

Cheese held his breath, and the place where the thousand-footed dragon landed was not far from him. This was also the first time he had seen the allosaurus up close. It was really big, comparable to the assault boats used by pirates to approach large ships. A sabotage has many feet.