The power of evil gods cannot be relied on. This is not alarmism.

    In normal experience, whether magic or martial arts, or contracts and covenants signed with other beings, are used and restricted by people themselves. This kind of control is not necessarily controlled by consciousness, but also by subconsciousness or body. For example, a martial artist who can perform boxing after being drunk, a soldier who can still fight after being unconscious, and a mage who can burst out terrible power when seriously injured.

    But the blessing or curse of the evil god is not the case. The power of the evil god comes from outside the world, and it can''t and doesn''t intend to be controlled by the creatures in the world.

    If we want to compare the relationship between the power possessed by the cult and itself, it is more like the relationship between the parasite and the host. Some parasitic organisms will indeed provide some convenience for the host in order to facilitate their own survival, but this convenience will not change the fact of parasitism, let alone turn parasitism into symbiosis.

    The essence of parasitism is to devour the vitality of the host to maintain its own survival. What''s more, it plunders the life of the host to nourish itself. Finally, the parasite breaks its shell, and its host turns into dry fragments.

    This is the essence of the power of evil gods. When activating the power in their bodies, every evil believer cannot avoid self mutilation or other terrible rituals for the purpose of stimulation.

    Stimulate the parasites in the body and make them think that the host is facing a crisis of dying, so they appear to provide help for their own survival. There is no will of the host. They are the puppets of parasites and the hotbed for the growth of the offspring of objects of worship, and they are either unaware of it or enjoy it. In order to remove the power of a cult, especially the cult with sacrificial traces, we have to face the embodiment of blasphemy in his body.

    Cheese does exactly that. He weakens the opponent''s physical strength with poison. If the evil spirit does not launch a counterattack, the only thing waiting for it is the fate of being removed.

    "Gollum!"

    Pus overflowed from the hole in the mage''s body. It was sticky, yellow green and had a disgusting smell. Mrs. wynett unconsciously took two steps back, feeling disgusted and despised. Then, the pus on the surface of the wound began to solidify and turn into a film of the same color. The liquid in the film was rolling, with a touch of blood from time to time.

    When normal people see this scene, they either feel fear and turn away, or raise anger to destroy it, but neither of these options can really eliminate the curse of the evil god. Those pus are the intermediate products of the power of the evil god. In other words, they are high concentrations of evil god venom. If they destroy it recklessly and let it splash, the consequences can be imagined.

    "Next, I suggest you stand far away. This lamp can protect your safety." The cheese said and threw the dawn breath to the female mage with one hand. He knew that the other party didn''t look so weak, so it wouldn''t be a problem to catch the lantern.

    Sure enough, Ms. wynett easily caught the lantern, which weighed as much as a one handed sword. After a little surprised that cheese usually hung such a heavy thing on her waist, she knew how to use it.

    As the morning light came on from the lampshade, a corner of the room became a relatively safe area. "Exquisite magical creation, this should be the so-called masterpiece of the dwarves. But lend it to me, what do you do?"

    This is really a problem. The most common medium for grey robe magic is the breath of dawn. That lantern can not only be used as a lighting tool and close weapon, but also become the starting point of several spells in the hands of cheese.

    But at this time and then, today''s cheese already has other spell casting methods. I saw that the grey robe scratched the alchemy dice in its hand on the ground, and the power of decomposition turned the stone brick into a small pit composed of many elements, either water, some minerals, or even a small amount of gold. "I just use this. No, it should be said that it is the most suitable spell medium for me at this stage."

    The magic of cheese comes from many factions. Because the taboo method he studied is too expensive and has a deep impact on the surrounding environment, it is not suitable for most occasions.

    Of course, to deal with these things related to evil gods, the grey robe''s own research can play a miraculous effect, but at present, the cheese''s physical condition is much worse than before. He doesn''t want to risk using it again, which is comparable to the power consumed when closing the portal. Besides, just a cult, it doesn''t match the grey robe compared with the gate of the same evil god domain. Deal with this guy with regular spells.

    "My proud fellow disciple, your creation has been used in this way, which is indeed inferior, but I am not an alchemist after all. Its potential can only be displayed in this way in my hands. If you see it, please don''t blame it."

    While talking, cheese has rolled around with alchemy dice. Based on the decomposition ability of alchemy, the originally formed wood and stone will be disassembled into other things, which will be used as the material for cheese casting.

    "Gollum, boo!"

    The shadows in the pus mucosa are becoming more and more condensed, and something different from all creatures in the world is forming in the wound. Finally, with the sound of a bubble exploding, the monster transformed by the power of the evil God appeared in this room.

    It looks like a centipede at first glance, but the skeleton of the centipede is outside, which exposes the dripping flesh and blood without care. The occasional mixed bones inside seem to be caused by mistakes.

    "No matter how many times you watch it, it''s still unacceptable. You''d better disappear from the world quickly."

    The cheese knelt on one knee and one finger pressed into the small pit on his side. The gold powder in the pit climbed up his finger and plated the whole index finger with a layer of light gold. Then he put his finger in several other pits of different minerals. When the monster began to roar, there was a toy like throwing knife on the tip of the index finger of the gray robe.

    "Go."

    With a sound, the flying knife the size of a toothpick flew out of the fingertips of the gray robe, spread its limbs and thin wings in the air like an insect, and ran to the center of the monster with a low beep.

    The monster transformed by the evil force of the blood and flesh tower has neither eyes nor ears. It doesn''t need to listen or see. The exposed blood and flesh and fascia are enough to provide the slightest perception.

    The body, which can''t see the bone structure at all, twists and splits in a way contrary to the law, leaving a gap on the flying track of the throwing knife easily. But how can the grey robe as an opening spell be so simple?

    "Scattered."

    When the index finger is hooked up, the four thin wings and the blade are transformed into five petals in the air. Four of them spin and chop at the flesh and blood of the monster closest to them, leaving only the part originally used as the blade hanging in the air.

    This time, the monster did not split again, as if it believed that those small debris could not cause damage to it. The fresh body gladly allowed the blade to pierce into its own skin, and then spread upward out of blood vessels, with the intention of swallowing it.

    Then, a rune lit up on the four thin wings, and the blade suspended in the air was suffused with a faint blue luster. Through the magic horizon, Mrs. wynett saw a magical connection from cheese to the blade and then split to the thin wing.

    "Get out of him, you roundworm."

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