Silence, between the grey robe and the worm. Although cheese in the spiritual world will shiver subconsciously, he will not sweat, otherwise he may have been soaked in cold sweat. That kind of oppression is too strong. If the opponent is just a giant beast, the mage still has a sense of academic superiority, and will not think that he is completely inferior. However, after a brief conversation with the worm, cheese is very clear that the other party''s intelligence is not inferior to his own, and may even be above him. This kind of all-round disadvantage from body shape to knowledge and wisdom is the most depressing. Especially the face that can''t see the change of expression. He doesn''t know what the other side is planning. Every second cheese should be on guard against possible attacks.


    "I, indeed not." Unexpectedly, the grey robe was not attacked by worms, which made him a little unexpected. Because in the impression of cheese, these evil gods are rarely willing to communicate with people for such a long time. Let alone the worm, so far, is not so much arguing with the mage as guiding the mage step by step with his language. This makes people wonder what he can say, especially after what Cheese thinks he has said.


    "I really don''t belong to the world you''re talking about. But where is the boundary of the world in your mouth? " The worm''s voice, like a steel needle, quickly pierces the throat of cheese, sealing all his previously conceived words in his throat. He found the crux of the debate, "you say it''s your world and outsiders are not entitled to destroy it. But do you, the so-called aborigines, really know what your world looks like? Do you know how high the sky is, how deep the earth is, and what is at the end of the sea? You don''t know anything, you don''t know what happened here in the past, and you don''t want to plan for its future. You just live in this world selfishly. You regard yourself as the master of it. You think that everything outside the world is unfavorable to it, and take it as your merit to exclude it. And you take these blind and narrow prejudices for granted, as justice? "


    Cheese''s face is distorted, not because there is magic in the worm''s words, or, he hopes, in those words, so that he can regard it as a devil''s whisper, not to think, not to face what the other side said is right. Are they really masters of the world? Are they really qualified to do anything in the name of the world? For the world, what is the difference between the people living on it and the green worm on a vegetable leaf? The heaviness tugged at his heart and let the emotion dominate the body.


    "Even so, you are still gnawing at the sky wood. And it doesn''t want to be eaten by you. Since you don''t think we are entitled to ask you anything in the name of the inhabitants of the world, let us return to the original status of the hunter and the hunted. As food that you hunt, we always have the right to fight before we are eaten, right? " The power of magic and the power bestowed by the two gods are shown in the body that the mage has invented under the guidance of emotion. Cheese''s fingers began to shift to Eagle''s claws. Under his robe, the spine grew vines. The vines adhered to the muscle lines, and in a few seconds they turned into a blue nail stomach. The magic light made his eyes like two lighthouses, the power of which was unimaginable.


    In the face of such cheese, the worm still did not make any response. He looked at the mage with pity, and the huge mouthpiece was also closed. However, this can not calm down the angry wizard. There is no real world limit to the casting in the spiritual space. The magic does not need to rely on the actual carrier. The mage just waved, and the terrible magic turned into a hawk flying all over the sky and rushed to the head of the worm. Then it was blown out by the breath from the mouthpiece.


    "Your attempt is meaningless. This is my spiritual realm, I am everything here. Your magic, your magic, even your form, is just a virtual image of what you think because I want to talk to you. You don''t have any support here, your strength can''t play a cent. " The mouth at the top of the tentacle still speaks in a soft voice.


    "Fart!" It''s hard to imagine that it comes from the mouth of the grey robe. Cheese seldom uses such vulgar and direct language even when swearing or satirizing others, but now he says so. The emotion that gushes out of the body is so complex that people can''t recognize it. Where does it come from? Perhaps it was the cold failure on the gray tower, Elsa''s words in the Valley City, the self reproach of the shales when they lost Lothar, and the silence in the conversation with worms. These emotions never disappeared, but they were suppressed by something called reason. But now, the mage''s reason gradually disintegrated under the original magic power given by the natural gods. This is something that both the giver and the receiver did not expect.


    The power from the spirits is incomparably strong, but it is full of natural simplicity and magnificence, which is contrary to the logic construction of fine magic that cheese has been operating. As a result, when the mage''s rationality became loose, this force further pushed it down, releasing the emotion that had not been resolved. Moreover, as soon as these emotions are released, they immediately occupy a dominant position. At the same time, due to their agreement with the spirit power, the echo between the two becomes more and more intense, which shows that the body of cheese has more animal characteristics."How sad. You can''t even manage yourself, but you''re asked to manage the world. " The worm silently bears all the attacks of cheese, which, as he says, can''t do him any real damage. Giant creatures look down on the wizard who is losing his human form, whose gray robe, which symbolizes identity and knowledge, has been torn by the roots and vines. Human lips gradually bulge and harden into beaks of birds. The hands used to hold the pen grew feathers into wings. Now that thing is not enough to be called cheese. But even so, even if he has lost his self, the inner seed will still exist, and the power that does not belong to this world begins to turn into a flame from the skin and ignite the whole mage!


    "Ah The original strength of the spirits and the internal energy of cheese consumed each other, like two hungry beasts, biting each other and being bitten by each other. The worm watched with interest. He had known cheese''s ability and knew what was inside of this seemingly human creature. The things that only the people concerned seem to know are as clear as before for him who lies on the sky tree.


    Time goes by. At a certain moment when the scream was still going on, the huge worm lost the interest to continue to observe. He stretched out one of his tentacles and stabbed the cheese chest at a very fast speed!


    "That''s enough. If you want to make trouble, go back to your own head. You''re not qualified as a guardian. "


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