With Migo's help, Cheese finally landed safely. The dragon uses its physical advantage to knock the bat-people who dare to challenge them one by one into the night sky and drop them on the roofs of streets or buildings. The mage knew that his fellow dragons weren't bloodthirsty killers, perhaps because he had been with him for quite some time. Migo, as a grumpy red dragon, can control his temper to a large extent, even in the current situation, most of the batmen are only deprived of the ability to fight by the dragon, and do not die immediately. Of course, if left untreated, the wounds inflicted by the dragon's claws can definitely lead to a slow and painful death.

On the other hand, cheese falling on the street not far from the witch's house is not as easy as Migo's. The mage was greeted by the ghouls of the Edward family, whose actual numbers were hard to get in the dark. Moreover, as the elite of the Patriarch's attack on the Witch's House, these guys all maintain a clear sanity in the state of battle, if the ghouls who fall into the eating frenzy are instinctive monsters, then when they work as a team like humans, these guys are killing machines with strange powers.

"Last chance," the mage stood in the middle of the street in his gray robes, ten paces away from him as the enemy surrounded him. Cheese took a deep breath and looked up at the dragon that was slaughtering in the air, "Your patriarch has been provoked by the devil to start this rebellion. It is not your fault, I swear in the name of the Grey Tower that if you cease your hostilities against me and other allies now, you will leave alive. ”

"Mage, put away your useless persuasion! we've been waiting for this day for too long, and now, the night of the blue lion belongs to us!" It wasn't the ghouls who said this, but the old man who appeared in front of the ghouls, and his appearance at this time was truly worthy of the name of the wraith, and his hideous and completely distorted appearance and the extra limbs sticking out of his body were chilling.

"Yes. The mage lowered his head, his gaze obscured by the magic, making it impossible to see the cheese's eyes at the moment. Judging by his actions, though, the mage seems to be regretting the choices of these betrayers. But is this really the case? Since the time of landing, the hands in the gray robe have not stopped making subtle movements, and the fluctuations of magic have evaded the perception of the resentful spirit under the skillful guidance of Cheese, who knew from the beginning that it was impossible to make the other party change his mind by just a few words.

"It's a shame. The wizard sighed softly and stretched his hands out of his robes, ready for the full magic to explode around him. Cheese knew that he only had this one chance, and once he got into a white-knuckle battle with the ghouls, he would have absolutely no chance to break through the encirclement of the other party. But fortunately, this time there are enough opportunities for the wizards of the Gray Tower. "Whew!" There was no shockwave, no sonic boom, and the cheese's magic was more like a harmless gust of air. But when the wind wore off, nothing could be heard on the street except the mage's heartbeat.

"I've given you a chance. Cheese said as he walked past the wraith, the fangs and claws beside him still remained the same as it had been at the moment of the magic explosion, except that his body was no longer a spirit with a faint white light, but had turned into a heavy stone. Not just the wraiths, but the ghouls around the mage were all turned into stone sculptures, their feet completely connected to the stone bricks of the street, looking like the work of some crazy stone carving artist. "Ahem!" Cheese coughed as he walked through the statue, feeling something warm come out of his throat. The mage wipes away the blood from the corners of his mouth, and the consequences of such a large-scale spell are often reflected on the caster instantly.

"This kind of rough spell casting is not my style, and it seems that I have to find another way to deal with this situation. Cheese muttered to himself, and continued towards the door of the Witch's House, where the three steps of the open door where the candles were placed had been shattered by an unknown force, and several broken candles were mixed in the rubble. The mage gently bent down as he passed by, picked up a small piece of candle and held it in the palm of his hand.

The deep corridor had lost its original appearance before the mage's eyes, and the powerful witch magic that Greene had set up on it had been recklessly destroyed, causing the space to be subtly distorted, as if looking through rippling water. This was the main reason why Cheese didn't let anyone else follow, and he had expected this to happen. Even wolfwalkers who are immune to magic can be inexplicably transported to a distant world that they have never heard of in the face of this unstable spatial turbulence. The mage didn't want his companions to disappear for that reason. As for how to crack the situation, witches' defensive magic often revolves around a core, their soup pot.

With a movement of his joints, Cheese strode through the door. His mind struggled to remember how to maintain his position in the turbulence of space, which required extremely deep spatial knowledge and delicate manipulation of his own magic, and the whole process was like walking a tightrope in the air. If there are no other disturbances during this period, it is fine, but the fact that spatial turbulence is called turbulence proves that there is no such thing as a state of stability.

There is a feeling of varying degrees of tugging from all parts of the body, and this unstable space is trying to keep the people who venture through it here forever. Fortunately, for the apprentices of the Gray Tower, such a situation is not difficult to solve, and they only need to adjust the balance of magic in their bodies in time to save the situation before falling off the tightrope. The real deadly threat is the predators who inhabit this spatial turbulence and follow the magic power.

Walking through the twisted passages, Cheese soon notices that the only thing that is stable in this disordered space is an oil portrait of a young woman hanging on the wall of the hallway, possibly as a young Glynn. But now, as the mage walked past the painting's eyes, Cheese was certain that the painting had become some sort of vehicle, allowing the predators in the chaos of time and space to acquire a body that could move briefly.

The oil painting, which quietly grows hands and feet in the blind spot of the mage's vision, is a limb covered with the shell peculiar to marine crustaceans, and the tips of the twelve limbs are sharp spikes and terrifying barbs. Of course, none of this escaped Cheese's magic sense, and he knew exactly what was behind it. Crab fishing in the gaps, that's the name of the thing, and it's one of the most notorious of the many predators.

It is notorious for the fact that the Crab does not use twelve legs to kill its prey as it seems, and these terrifying killers use their innate abilities to create a strong sense of spatial dislocation in their prey compared to melee combat. This feeling may be acceptable in normal times, but in the disordered space, even the slightest illusion can be fatal. Crab fishing is a deliberate attempt to trap their prey in fear, and their favorite thing to do is to play with food, especially those that have their own magical powers, they will hide in the twisted scene around them as they are now, quietly unleashing their abilities, causing the prey to panic and fall into fear and self-doubt due to the sudden unexpected spatial changes. Crab fishing is extremely patient, and they can wait a long time for their prey to be exhausted by this anxiety. At that point, they reappear in front of their prey, making them think they have found the only stable object in the chaos of time and space, and then suddenly manifest their prototypes, knocking the poor man's brain open with their sharp limbs and sucking their brain marrow.

However, knowing the opponent's habits does not mean that Cheese can get out of trouble quickly, on the contrary, the ability to catch crabs in the gap makes it impossible for the mage to find the right way to leave this disordered space before he can solve it, and in order to get out, Cheese must kill that thing.