Wizards Under Cthulhu

　　The village is not big, but when I look at it, there are only 30 houses.

　　All the houses are thatched cottages, and they seem to be built with surrounding weeds.

　　The years have left black and gray marks on these weed houses.

　　 Norman landed on the ground, and a short sonorous syllable uttered in his mouth.

　　 witchcraft tricks, wooden shield for body protection.

　　 A grey-black wooden shield flew around the body.

　　Wooden Shield Body is to form a protective force field with wooden attributes around it.

　　 The small wooden shield that appeared is just a manifestation.

Once the 　　 wooden shield is formed, it can last for nearly twenty minutes.

　　 The wooden elements around him mutated, and Norman looked at the shield that kept turning around him.

　　 Generally speaking, the color of the wooden shield should be green.

　　 The water shield is blue, the fire shield is red, the soil shield is gray, and the gold shield is yellow.

　　 If the elements are not compatible, the use of wind and thunder and lightning shields will consume mana very much.

　　The apprentice wizard will choose the corresponding witchcraft tricks according to the environment, which can maximize the reduction of mana consumption and the trick effect will be stronger.

　　 There is grass everywhere, and wood elements should be the most abundant.

　　 does the same.

　　 Norman displays a wooden shield, which is obviously more energy-saving than the colorful city.

　　 It's just that the original green has changed to gray and black, which shows that the surrounding wood elements have mutated.

　　 Dead wood! Norman quickly made a judgment.

　　 According to this speculation, there should be no living talents in this village.

　　Alternatively, there are twice or more dead people than living people.

　　 Norman pronounced a sonorous syllable again.

　　The wind blew past Norman and then reached the first weed house, which suddenly turned into a hurricane.

　　 The whole weed house was uprooted by the wind.

　　 A shrill scream came from the room.

　　 An old man was terribly frightened and struggled frantically.

　　 Norman narrowed his eyes and saw the old man in the wind clearly.

　　 is a living person!

　　 The old man is in ragged clothes and is described as withered. If it were not for screaming screaming because of fright, he would think he was an old and thin corpse.

　　 Just as the wind swept the old man and fell towards the ground, a silver chain appeared behind Norman.

　　 The chain turned into a ghost and tied the old man and placed it on the ground.

　　 The old man was in shock, looking at Norman with cloudy eyes, full of despair.

　　 "Don't kill me, don't kill me!" The old man moved his frail body and crawled towards his house subconsciously.

　　 At the same time, Norman sensed that several gazes came from several weed houses.

　　 Norman looked at the few weed houses where the induction came.

　　 The feeling of staring disappeared immediately.

　　 "Where is this, where is the Howling House?" Norman confirmed that there is no danger around, but still did not relax his vigilance.

　　 The old man saw that Norman hadn't done anything, and at the same time he realized that his thatched house had disappeared, he let out a desperate cry.

　　 Except for despair, there is no resentment towards Norman in his eyes.

　　 The old face was hopeless and helpless, and he looked at Norman, like a wild dog that could not struggle.

　　 That face made Norman feel sad.

　　 Norman, you have to respect every life! When mother tells a story, she always tells him tenderly.

　　 In his mind, countless pictures flashed through, mother's tenderness, father's love, Aunt Martha's care, Lina's ruddy smiling face.

　　 Mom has always taught him to respect the old and love the young, be polite, and be modest.

　　 Over the past year or so, Norman’s values ​​have been constantly changed, and even his xinxing has moved closer to the dark twist.

　　 Looking at these desperate eyes, the softness in Norman's heart was touched, and at this moment an invisible line formed in Norman's heart.

　　 That is the bottom line that Norman gave himself as a person.

　　 "Tell me the answer, I can help you build a house." Norman slowed down his attitude and let his cold voice as much as possible.

　　 While speaking, Norman took off the hood on his head, revealing a white face.

　　 The appearance of this pale boy made the old man stop crying and widen his eyes.

　　 I couldn't believe it, the person who had revealed a gloomy atmosphere before was actually a teenager.

　　 "Howling house? I don't know what is howling house?" The old man hesitated, looking around with muddy eyes, and slowly got up from the ground and sat on the ground.

　　 "Where is this?" Norman was suspicious.

　　 It shouldn’t be right. Could the train still be sent to the wrong place?

　　 "This is the Howling Wasteland!" The old man's voice trembled, and there was a deep fear in his desperate eyes.

　　 Howling wasteland, howling house! What is the relationship between the two?

　　 "Are you sure you haven't seen such a house?" Norman waved, and a water mirror appeared in front of the old man.

　　 In the water mirror is a three-story house with a pointed roof.

　　 The whole house is shrouded in darkness.

　　I can vaguely see a human figure in the glass of the room.

　　 The moment the old man saw the house, he gave a scream, and he was greatly stimulated, and he moved away from Norman madly.

　　 At this moment, Norman suddenly felt a fatal danger.

　　 His toes hit the ground, and his body suddenly swept backward.

　　 In the air, an inexplicable force appeared, and it hit Norman's wooden shield heavily.

　　 The wooden shield's stand was crushed in an instant!

　　 His body lost his balance, Norman flipped in the air, and two silver chains appeared behind him.

　　 The chain lashed in the air, and then shattered piece by piece.

　　Norman used the force generated by the collision with the invisible force to constantly adjust his body shape to be able to stabilize.

　　 The wind around, with a whistling sound.

　　 It seems, human howling in pain.

　　 This is Howling Wasteland.

　　 Norman's body suddenly turned into a phantom, and he came to the old man's side in the blink of an eye.

　　 The original two silver chains have now become four.

　　 The four chains interlaced each other to form a perfect silver defensive enchantment.

　　 The violent collision produced a huge force.

　　 Norman's face showed firmness, and he protected the two firmly.

　　 The old man behind him has an abnormally twisted leg.

　　 Just when Norman was attacked, the old man was also attacked.

　　 He tried to climb to a thatched house, when an invisible force hit his leg.

　　 The old man was already mentally exhausted. At this time, he had a pain and passed out immediately.

　　 For more than ten minutes, Norman firmly controlled the chain and finally resisted this round of attacks.

　　 In his body, the mysterious power that is different from magic also consumed most of it.

　　The attack subsided, and it had returned to normal all around.

　　 Everything before, seems to have not happened.

　　 Norman can't feel any breath, UU reading www. The power of uukanshu.com just now seemed to appear out of thin air.

　　 Norman put away the silver chain, he squatted beside the old man, making sure that the old man was still breathing.

　　 If he didn't save the old man just now, the old man would definitely die.

　　 Seeing that none of the surrounding thatched houses have been damaged, it is obvious that the thatched houses can defend against that invisible force.

　　 The death of the old man was caused by Norman indirectly.

　　 Norman straightened the old man's leg, and a witchcraft trick fell on the old man's leg.

　　 The silver light jumped, and the upper part of the leg was healed.

　　Light healing, light element magic healing trick.

　　 At this time, it was a bit difficult to perform.

　　 Obviously, there are corresponding death elements around.

　　 It is safe to go around, and Norman realizes the importance of thatched cottage.

　　 stood up, a faint golden light appeared in his hands.

　　 One hand has become as tough as a sickle.

　　 The hand quickly waved, and the weeds fell in pieces.

　　 Within ten minutes, a large swath of weeds was cleared out.

　　 Weeds quickly gathered together under the impetus of Norman Witchcraft.

　　 At this time, the old man let out a moan and slowly opened his eyes.

　　 He saw the sky above his head, and his muddy eyes showed doubts, "Am I not dead?"

　　 "Old sir, you are not dead, I will build you a thatched cottage." Norman replied.

　　 The old man did not speak, but looked at the top of his head, not even at Norman.

　　 Norman saw him like this and thought he was irritated, so he bowed his head and started building a house.

　　With the help of witchcraft, something that should have been simple, but Norman found that it was impossible.

　　 It's not that Norman can't build, but every time it is built, all the grass will be scattered inexplicably.

　　 Even though Norman uses magic blessings, it is still the case.