A dispelling the Well of Plague is not complicated, and for the mages of the Grey Tower, sending the demons back to the abyss is the foundation of the foundation. And even though this black mire is one of the most powerful demonic incarnations in the world, it is still a demon. But before that, Cheese wanted to try something that had just come to mind.

"Let the bats take the Dementors away, and the city guards will be left here first. We couldn't explain to them what was going on. Cheese walked to the still-restless Well of Plague and said to Jack. The dark shadows on the horizon are already very close, and the bats who come to support may arrive here at any time.

"Do you need me to protect you?" asked the Wolfwalker with a nod. The black mud tentacles waving around still looked very threatening, and it might not be a good idea to walk straight into the opponent's attack range like a mage.

"I've dealt with these things too much. Cheese waved his hand, signaling that Jack didn't need to step forward. At the same time, a black mud tentacle slammed towards the mage's body from a short distance with a vicious wind, but when it was about to hit Cheese, an invisible force bounced it away.

"Demon defense, practical spells, aren't they?" mage muttered to himself, remembering that when he was learning this spell, many people were dismissive of this defensive spell that only protected against damage from a single type of creature. But in fact, more precise defense leads to reliable enough protection, and generalized magic shields or other protection spells often don't provide enough defense.

The strangeness of the tentacles being bounced off caught the attention of the Plague Well, and more tentacles began to attack Cheese with purpose. However, they are invariably blocked by the invisible power of the mage, and cannot really cause damage to the cheese. In such a situation, the mage quickly walked to the shore of the black mire, and if he took one further step, his feet would sink into this endless black mud.

"Alright, let's get started. What do I remember as the first step to exorcise demons?" Cheese slowly came to his knees, recalling the knowledge in his mind about how to send demons back into the abyss. He stretched out his right hand and wrapped the magic around it, then cautiously touched the palm of his hand against the black clay. Then, a terrifying consciousness as vast as the sea instantly surged from the black mud, engulfing Cheese's consciousness at once.

Dark, sticky darkness. It was as if the whole person was sinking into some kind of gelatinous substance. Cheese tried to open his eyes in the darkness, but found that his eyelids seemed to be stitched up tightly, and he couldn't open them in any way. The surrounding gum squeezed the mage's body, but it surprisingly did not make him feel pain, but instead had a sense of peace of mind being embraced, but this did not make Cheese let down his guard, after all, this was the consciousness of the Well of Plague.

"Gollum!" was a series of sounds similar to those made when bubbles burst in boiling water, but under the influence of the gum, the sound was very distorted. Slowly, many of these sounds began to sound around Cheese, but they quickly disappeared, and this repeated until a voice sounded from the darkness.

"You shouldn't have done that. The voice was exactly the same as the mage's impression of his teacher, but Cheese would never have thought it was Clark talking to him. And it's certain that the Lord of the Grey Tower has nothing to do with this black mud. So the answer is that the Well of Plague reads his memories and uses the voice to communicate with Cheese.

"What should I not do?" Although the mouth cannot be used, the mage still has a way to make sounds, such as using mana directly.

"You could have just dispelled my doppelganger, but you're trying to communicate with me out of conceit and arrogance. And the result of this can only make you completely devoured by me. The voice said.

"How can I know many things without trying, and if I choose to turn a blind eye or stay away from what is in the dark as a normal person does, then I will never be able to touch the surface of the truth. Hearing that the other party was going to devour himself, Cheese did not panic, in his opinion, if what the other party said was true, then the mage at this time was indeed a fish on the board, and he could only be slaughtered by others. But if the other person is just scaring himself, then showing panic and fear is in line with the other person's will.

"Hehe, you're interesting. The voice seemed to be amused by Cheese's answer, and it let out a low laugh. And the mage swore that he had never heard his teacher laugh like that.

"Tell me, human. Did Clark teach you that answer as well?"

"You...... Know my teacher!" The words of the Well of Plague really surprised Cheese this time, judging from the other party's words, this voice undoubtedly knew the Lord of the Gray Tower, and this kind of understanding could not be obtained by simply reading Cheese's memory. Apparently there was an intersection between Clark and the Well of Plague, at least the one that would have made the demon remember the name of the Lord of the Grey Tower.

"Well, he's really one of the few names I remember. I was very impressed by your teacher and his contact. This may be the main reason why I haven't devoured your consciousness yet. The voice said, "But that doesn't give you any advantage, human. Your teacher owes me more than he brought me. ”

Hearing this, Cheese's heart sank. An ancient and powerful demon like this is basically very vindictive, and judging from the tone of the other party, I am afraid that the Lord of the Gray Tower is very likely to have offended this guy back then. This makes the position of the mage very awkward, the devil does not care about the difference between the individual and the collective, especially in this day and age, many apprentices themselves are the property of the preacher. So if the other party wants to get revenge on Clark by killing Cheese, it doesn't seem impossible.

"Allow me to emphasize that while I do have a gray robe on my body, it doesn't make my teacher feel bad to kill me. The mage defended himself.

After a strange laugh, the sound of the Well of Plague stabilized again.

"Why should I kill you? Oh, poor mortal, even if I were to get revenge on your teacher through you, there would be more effective ways to do it, wouldn't it? Besides, I didn't intend to kill you in the first place, otherwise I wouldn't have wasted time on this conversation with you. You know, even through the doppelganger, the distance between us is huge. The sacrifices of my minions were not even enough to cover the price of this call. ”

At this point in the conversation, Cheese finally affirms that the other party has no intention of killing him. So since the other party paid such a big price just to have this exchange with him, the mage felt that there seemed to be a chance to complete his plan.

"So...... May I ask why you are saying this to me?" said Cheese cautiously.

"Oh, you're thinking it's me trying to talk to someone because I'm too bored, little wizard. "And, I know what you're planning." You're just trying to see if you can get some inside information from me, and ask me what kind of guy I've summoned my dependents, right?"

"That's right. Since you've paid so much for this call, I don't think you're going to turn down my little request. "Since the calculation has been exposed, the mage has admitted it simply.

"Hehe, your request is not difficult for me. But you should also know how much it costs to get information from me. What can you give me? a living sacrifice of a city, a religion that professes me, or your soul......" said the Well of Plague, his words changed suddenly, "but I don't need any of that. Still, as a reward for your bold move, I can offer you something. Something interesting......"