Chapter 303

Familiar scenes, but the surrounding scenery is somewhat illusory. The only clear one is the middle-aged man. It can even be said that the middle-aged man's appearance is not clear. It is only his hands and staff, as well as a mysterious array pattern under the staff.

For this scene, gray himself felt that his memory was a little vague and couldn't recall it.

But in this book, he can clearly outline all the scenes and every detail at that time.

However, in order to save mental energy, he omitted some unnecessary things, leaving only the most important part, which can reduce his pressure.

All the surrounding moments dissipated like light smoke, but a magic array became clearer and clearer, and various details were constantly supplemented.

Gray waved gently, the magic array floated towards him, stood in front of him, kept rotating, and fell into his eyes.

As like as two peas, Gray opened his eyes and pushed his hands flat. Magic came out, and a magic array was outlined in the air, exactly the same as it was seen in the book.

Looking at the dark night outside, gray pressed on the windowsill with one hand and jumped directly from the window.

Soon, he came to the forest outside the castle. Before the conscientious wolves rested, gray fell in love with them at a glance.

In the forest, gray fell from the air and the wolves howled, but a moment later they dispersed and fled in a hurry. Only the demon wolf who was taken care of by him could not escape.

Stepping forward, gray pressed the head of a wild wolf with one hand. Under his palm, there was a rotating magic array. The huge magic array was the size of four or five wild wolves.

"Woo woo!"

The wolf trembled and whined with fear, but his limbs were stiff and unable to move.

Gray's left hand bounced at the magic array, and six white crystals fell into the magic array and operated with the magic array.

The magic array moved at will. Gray launched the magic array. The wolf widened his eyes in horror, and then the eyes burst directly. Two blood arrows were shot from its eyes.

Soon, the wolf was drained of blood and turned into a mummy.

Looking at the mixed blood and dry body in front of him, gray frowned, "only its shape, not its spirit."

His magic array is just an imitation of the other party's array, not a perfect copy of the real magic array.

He can conjure up the form of the magic array through the book of illusion, but he can't conjure up the magic operation in it, because he didn't see this in the black dragon's memory before, otherwise he can perfectly copy the array.

"Fortunately, I did an experiment with Warcraft. Otherwise, if it is directly used on the beast, he should have the same fate as the wolf at the moment. Even if the Dharma array is cancelled in time, it will cause irreversible damage to him."

The bottom of his heart secretly rejoiced that he sprinkled the blood of Warcraft in the woods. Gray turned and grabbed the branch, climbed up, stood on a branch, swept his eyes through the forest and chased out in one direction.

Before long, gray found two predatory demon wolves. A fawn sobbed under their claws. Gray fell from the air and bound them directly.

"Try a new way of working magic."

Gray naturally won't give up easily. He claims that a magician is not just talking. He has also studied magic day and night, prepared potions and created magic props, and has excellent melee ability. He has all the qualities that an excellent magician should have. He is definitely an excellent magician.

The magic array already exists. Next, he just needs to find the correct magic operation method. He believes that as long as he has the direction, he will be able to find the correct method.

After all, the magic array was originally created by predecessors. He already has a formed array diagram here. All he needs is the method of magic operation. Compared with the predecessors who really developed the magic array from scratch, the difficulty is not a level.

It's not difficult. Just give me some time.

Someone is very confident.

The next morning, Mrs. teapot and other furniture prepared breakfast and sent candlesticks and clocks to ask people to have breakfast.

"What? Mr. gray is not in the room? " Mrs. teapot wondered.

"Yes, I knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered. Then I pushed the door and looked. There were traces of sleep on the bed, but the person was not there."

"Did you go out to practice guns?" The beast came down the stairs and asked calmly.

Since gray came to the castle, he has practiced his marksmanship and fencing almost every morning, so they all know that if they can't find him in the room in the morning, they can find him outside the castle.

"No, lumia and I have been here all the time. If Sir goes out, we will see him, and I didn't see him just from above." The clock retorted.

"Creak!"

The door was pushed open. Gray, who was stained with some wind and snow, came in and asked, "what are you talking about?"

We looked at the clock that we had vowed before. Mrs. teapot responded the fastest, "nothing. We made breakfast. Sir may need a cup of hot milk to warm up his body."

"Sir, what is this you have?"

Gray threw the bag on his hand on the table, revealing a pinch of hair inside. "It's just some Warcraft hair. Please help me spin these into thread and make a bag."

He took out a piece of paper and began to draw on the table. Before long, he drew the style of a lady's handbag.

Then he looked at the beast eating breakfast. "I've thought of a way to curse you, but I still need to study it to make sure it won't hurt your body."

"It doesn't matter if it causes some damage." The beast hurried. He was fed up with the shape of this monster and couldn't wait to change back to human beings.

"No, sir, please be ready before you start. We don't lack this time." Mrs. teapot spoke quickly.

Others also agreed, disapproving of the beast's physical injury in exchange for a little time. They waited for several years, which can be ignored.

"I am the master. You all have to listen to me." The beast roared. He didn't want to continue such a life.

"But according to the previous agreement, you must accept our reasonable suggestions. We think it's no good to hurt your body in exchange for lifting the curse. Mr. gray can help you lift the curse without getting hurt."

"A qualified monarch should accept the reasonable suggestions of his subjects. Being arbitrary will only make you arrogant and return to your former appearance."

After the furniture took turns to fight, the beast was finally persuaded to drink soup.

AGAT sat in the middle of the table and ate silently. She hoped to relieve the curse according to normal conditions, that is, with true love, but she also knew that it was basically impossible, so she didn't comment generally. Gray did what he asked.

After breakfast, gray took the hair of Warcraft to the room where the wardrobe wife was located and gave her all the materials.

"No problem, that's what I'm good at." The wardrobe lady controlled the beast's hair and spun it in the air until it turned into a long wool.

Then, according to Gray's requirements, the wool is woven into a beautiful handmade bag.

"What do you think, sir?"

"Very good, thank you!"

Then gray took the bag back to his room, took out some materials, drew several magic arrays on the bag and integrated them into the bag.