Rat man attacks quickly, and the small space in the workshop makes it almost impossible to have a safe distance between cheese and rat. In such a field, the gap between advantages and disadvantages will only become bigger and bigger. Even though the place is full of gray fog, the rat man''s sensitive sense of smell and hearing is doomed to never let the mage have the opportunity to fight back.


    Hunting animals don''t intimidate their prey until their teeth tear the throat of their prey, and the real predators don''t reveal their intentions. There''s no doubt that the same is true of the rat man species, with "you, I''m disappointed." The body that has been invaded by the evil spirit energy can actually speak again. To be honest, this is quite surprising to the mage. But it''s not the time to get tangled in this. After detonating his own blood, cheese ran to the workbench with all his strength. Hill''s body was still lying there, and under the doctor''s body was a large amount of poison gas.


    I don''t know when he was wearing grey robe again. Gasping for breath in his mouth, cheese secretly decides to take a good exercise when he has the opportunity, or how to strengthen his muscle strength.


    Hand, touching the Potion on the table. Feeling the pain from the palm, the mage''s mouth showed a smile. He knew he had won. But the rat man on the other side didn''t know what cheese was laughing at. Although the mage managed to get time to get to the worktable for himself, it didn''t help the war in the eyes of the beast. The potions on the table together do no more damage than cheese spells.


    But since the battle was no longer interesting to the rat man, he decided to end it quickly. The huge body once again charged to the mage''s body, but this time, cheese did not mean to avoid.


    "There are two sides to everything." The mage''s words were light, but they were loud enough in the workshop where there were only three creatures.


    "Birth and destruction are two levels of things, but these two poles are always connected."


    "A soldier who is good at using his weapons is doomed to die under the sword, and the seedlings that grow out of the ashes will eventually turn to ashes."


    "Potions, too."


    The rat man doesn''t give cheese time to finish. So cheese can finish these words only for one reason. He subdues the beast. When the rat man rushed to the mage''s side, cheese aimed his empty left hand at the opponent''s abdomen. Of course, this level of resistance was meaningless to the beast. It doesn''t change its actions. The mouse man''s left and right hands were taken from both sides of the mage''s head as if he wanted to clap his hands violently. If this was done, the head of cheese might turn into an explosive watermelon.


    The exploding watermelon couldn''t speak, so the two stout arms finally stopped. And what stops them is the other arm, the cheese arm. There are not many muscles on this thin arm. If you insist on it, even the arm of a worker who does rough work is stronger than it, let alone a soldier. However, such an arm, like a sharp sword, is now deeply and deeply inserted into the beast''s chest.


    "Why, what?" Murmured the mouse man, looking down at the arm that penetrated into his body. It can feel its own life is passing quickly.


    "It''s very simple. I realize that you''re stronger not because your body is really strengthened." Cheese heard the beast''s words, and whether it was necessary for a dying man to explain it, he said to himself, "you know, even if the real giant is in front of me, he will have to convulse for a long time after being struck by my lightning. But you''re almost unhurt, as if I were chopping a stone. It''s unnatural


    "On this basis, I realize that your fortification is entirely due to the potions you drink. In other words, it''s the magic of the potion that strengthens you, and your bulging muscles are just balloons held up by that too powerful force. It''s not true at all


    At this point, cheese pulled his left arm out of the rat man''s chest. This action made the mouse man kneel down. The ugly head looked at the Mage at the same height because of his height. The body of the beast began to shrivel like a ball of air leaking. Soon, the thin and weak rat man appeared in front of the Mage at first.


    "The next thing is easy. Since your power comes from magic, I don''t have to treat you as a real creature. You and those energy creatures are the same, and all I need to do is analyze the source of your energy, find a way to crack it, and finally adjust my magic power to attach it to my hand, and that''s all


    "But..." There was something else the rat man wanted to say, but the blood gushing from his throat prevented him from speaking. But cheese had already guessed what the other side meant.


    "You want to say that your power comes from a high being, and I shouldn''t be able to destroy it at all?" The master shook his head. "Unfortunately, such a high position exists. I also know one."


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