In the moment when the sleeve dart flew out, time slowed down in front of cheese.


    It''s not that he triggered any magic or ability that can make him wander out of time, but because his brain already has this level of thinking speed, but it won''t play it out in daily life without pressure.


    Biology is always like this. It is impossible to make an absolute judgment on the ability or inability of many things until there is a desperate situation.


    This is not to say that the human body has any untapped potential. The body will not evolve like that. At least it will not evolve some potential ability that will not appear in most people''s life.


    This is more like the speed of the outbreak of cheetah hunting. It could have been but could not be maintained for a long time and consumed huge physical functions. Only at this special moment, the switch was turned on, resulting in a phenomenon similar to the outbreak of potential.


    In this moment, cheese has more judgment on the current situation. These killers are really third rate, but their leaders have good skills and may be regarded as second rate. In the face of third rate killers, cheese can be in the middle without paying attention and make the other party soft with fist and foot moves, but in the face of second rate killers, such a move is a little risky.


    However, the degree of risk is only a little. He can avoid this sleeve dart. At most, he will leave a slight scratch on his face that is difficult for poison to work. But he had to consider why the other party could pull out weapons one after another in a state of imprisonment.


    Is it that the mage of totem school is too amateur in body searching? Or are these killers too professional in hiding weapons? Or did someone deliberately fail to take away all the weapons of these killers?


    All of these are possible, and cheese believes he will find out whether the attack he suffered in this cell was coincidental or deliberate. So in the next moment, he gently shook his body, blood splashed out a few drops with the dart blade, and then burned up into a red flame in the air.


    That''s the effect of cheese''s long-term spell on himself. The purpose is to prevent others from collecting his blood, hair or skin tissue for casting spells.


    "Oh!"


    The cheese rubbed by the sleeve dart instinctively stretched out his hand to cover the wound, but how could the killers around miss this opportunity? Including the killer who threw the dart, three or four figures attacked the grey robe in a moment.


    But at the same time, cheese''s eyes were not on any of them. He was hurt on purpose because he wanted to see the reaction, the reaction of some people. Besides, he really didn''t think that if he didn''t do anything, those killers would have a chance.


    Although it''s disgusting to say it, cheese has understood the feelings of those who like to fight with non-human allies during the period of traveling with Weidao and bofis.


    It''s really good not to be alone.


    The dark snake jumped out of the cheese collar like a stream of light and turned into a python that can only be found in the jungle. It coiled around the gray robe. Those attacks on cheese, whether weapons or fists, had no effect on the black and matte snake scales, and only the dark green snake pupils silently released wordless threats.


    The action of the other helper was more direct. The lizard with red pupils roared inconsistent with the body. The devil fire spitting from his mouth immediately formed a fire circle in the air, separating the killers attacking cheese from others and giving them no possibility to hide back to the crowd.


    "Evil devils!"


    The angry killer leader shouted to the gray robe under the protection of the black snake. In addition to the sleeve dart he threw out, he didn''t know where to change two sleeve darts and hold them in his hand. Such a weapon was enough for him to quickly solve a mage who was not defensive enough.


    It can only be said that he had bad luck. It seems that there is only a man in grey robe standing here. In fact, he is staring at him with three pairs of eyes.


    "Are you going to kill him?"


    The devil with a kind of tyrannical voice came over his head. In Wei Dao''s view, these humans are still damn although they have commendable courage. The devil has no sense of honor. They can understand why people fight, but it won''t make them fear the soldiers.


    On the contrary, in the eyes of demons who are entirely for survival, hitting stones with eggs is the most foolish and undesirable behavior, and those honors are the noose that kills them.


    "No, it''s not necessary. Let the fire go. I''ve remembered them." The voice of cheese was very calm. He raised his hand, wiped the blood on his cheek, put it under his nose and smelled it.


    With the physique of a man who grew up through magic experiments, ordinary toxins can''t play a complete effect. The poison enough to kill ordinary people may only make him diarrhea for a few days here. The killing move that can destroy human nerves may also be used as an aid to sleep and calm God.


    However, to be on the safe side, he took out the alchemy dice and stained some blood to restore its composition, so as to judge the impact of the poison on each other''s sleeve dart.


    "Nettle poison is a non lethal medicine, but refined poison can cause severe itching and pain in wounds. It is generally used to torture prisoners, but it can also be used against mages because its effect can effectively destroy the caster''s concentration." Cheese crushed the blood residue in his hand, let them burn out, and then revealed the origin of the poison on the sleeve dart.


    Fortunately, only nettle poison is on the other party''s sleeve dart. If it''s Castor poison, Rao is grey robe. Now I have to prepare the antidote immediately. The purpose of these killers can also be deduced inversely through the poison on the weapons. They don''t come here with killing as the core. To deal with mages, control is their goal.


    "Wizard, you just know a poison. What''s your look! If you have seed, you''ll kill us. Anyway, you''ll only drive these evil things!"


    Cheese blinked, looked at each other, and showed a gentle but indifferent smile. His eyes slightly flashed magic light, and his voice brought soul stirring magic, "who taught you to say this?"


    In fact, if the grey robe asked this directly, his little spell that didn''t even use a spell couldn''t break the guard of a regularly trained killer.


    But who makes him at this moment, with a big snake on his body and a fire breathing lizard flying above his head, and the abnormal light in his eyes is abnormal and evil in the dark confinement room? This kind of situation adds up, the killer leader''s spirit is indeed lost for a moment.


    "Yes... No! You wizard!"


    The killer keenly stopped his aphasia, but one word alone is sometimes enough to reveal a lot of information. Previously, he called cheese a wizard and his magic a heresy. In fact, that''s right, but the killer can''t identify the mage''s way of casting magic. He would say so, which shows that he has this understanding of the caster in his heart. But how can a killer who dares to lead a team into the city of ten thousand methods be the only one?


    Cheese''s judgment was that the other party was trying to annoy him. For most mages in this city, being called a wizard is undoubtedly a great humiliation. Its degree is like calling the martial arts honed by soldiers after dozens of actual battles juggling, which will make people angry.


    This is the saying of seeking death, and it is not the idea of people who do not know magic. That''s why he took advantage of the situation to ask inside and speculate who taught these killers such words. As a result, they didn''t know nothing about the employer behind them.


    "Oh, I caught your tail."


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