Dawn of the Grey Tower

To be honest, the cheese is already a little bored. These prisons, one after another, seem to be very dangerous prisoners. They are indeed dangerous, not to mention the god-like feathered snakes, other creatures encountered by Cheese, even the meat **** hanging on his staff at this time, are dangerous to make him rush, if it is in these Words beyond the narrow prison.

Baba Yaga and the man-eating dwarf are very, very terrifying existences, and most people have no ability to resist when they actually see them. So from this point of view, it is the narrow cage that gives the cheese the opportunity to face the opponent directly.

In a face-to-face collision, the gray-robed mage can calmly display his abilities and knock down the existences that stand in the way one by one. To a certain extent, this is very similar to the arena. The two sides thrown into it lose all the influence of other factors and can only use limited resources for close-to-hand combat.

Cheese doesn't like this kind of gladiatorial fight. He never thinks that defeating anything can show that he is very strong. For a mage, the real power is to have knowledge and insight into the mystery. If magic had no effect on reality, they wouldn't even throw themselves into battle.

Cheese has indeed experienced the so-called joy of fighting. The violent pleasure brought by the weapon beating on the opponent can indeed arouse the joy of primitive instinct. But that's all. Gray Robe doesn't reject happiness, but he won't pursue it too much, or even pursue it, because it's irrational.

So if the cheese feels something in the current series of encounters, it is probably that his teacher did collect some unique collections, and reached some weird agreements with very rare existences in this world.

The sacred Feathered Serpent and the filthy Baba Yaga, they obviously don't think from the same standpoint, it's people who brought them together.

There is always a reason for people to do things. Cheese's state of mind at this time is not to break the barriers one by one, and to move towards the end that he does not know if he is approaching, but to search for something behind these existences, some of them are imprisoned The reason for this.

It's just that his opponents often don't have the patience to wait that long.

The dark cloud was pushed away by a **** hand, revealing the same pitch-black body behind it. That was the existence that cheese had seen walking through the clouds before, a product that seemed to be a fusion of human and marine life from the perspective of physical sensation. Don't get me wrong, it's not that it has an octopus head, but that it or he has two rows of about ten gill-like things growing around its neck.

In addition, on the outside of his arms and between his palms, there is also a film that seems to be used for sliding liquid. As the giant waved away the clouds in front of him, his whole body also appeared in front of Cheese, no, it should be his half body. Because this guy has no legs at all.

The cloud giant, let us call him this way first, there is only a wisp of green smoke below his waist, and his shape is very similar to the golden spirit hiding in the brass oil lamp in folk stories. However, Jin Ling will not grow up like this. Cheese had already communicated with a spellcaster who served Jin Ling when he was in Riverrun City.

So what appeared above the city at this time should be some kind of existence that has a certain relationship with Jinling but is different. As for whether he is friendly or not, this can be clearly seen by looking at his facial expressions. For ordinary humanoid creatures, the harder they twist their facial features when expressing emotions, the more negative emotions they have. From this perspective, there is no doubt that the giant in the sky is full of malice.

At least, he expressed intense dissatisfaction with the appearance of Cheese, and this dissatisfaction soon turned into a cloud of flashing arcs that was thrown over at random. The clouds fell very fast, perhaps because the sky here is much lower than normal.

Cheese opened the cuffs of his robe to the dark cloud, like a gray cloth pocket. This pocket attracts the clouds in some magical way, leading them to go straight into the sleeves, and go through a series of weird transformation processes, including the cheese's robe, which shoots out an electric arc, and then turns into a piece of ice with lightning beating inside. The piece fell from the cuff into the gray robe's hand.

Cheese tried to hold the ice cube, but quickly gave up the idea. He threw it backhanded towards the sky before the magically suppressed arc affected his body. The ice cubes melted in mid-air, turning into a huge lightning bolt that made no sound, between the mage and the giant.

An unintelligible language came from the lightning, maybe it wasn't a language, but some kind of curse, a roar like a vent. The cloud giant was obviously **** off by Cheese's counterattack. He bent down and rushed down to the sky, stretched out his big hand under the cover of lightning, trying to grab the human standing on the roof.

Of course, the gray robe wouldn't let him get what he wanted, and his footsteps were light, and the cheese got out of the range of the big hand as expected, and was not caught by a corner of the clothes. Then he swung his staff and swung it against the giant's back. There was no touch from the wand, and apart from the visual pause, Cheese felt that he hadn't hit the target.

Unlike the usual responders, gray robes generally don't question what happened to them. Their rationality analyzes the results earlier than their emotions, so they don't need to try again to confirm the facts. If you don't touch it the first time, the cheese will not try again for the second time, but immediately start thinking about the reason for this phenomenon.

The giant's palm fell to the roof without making a sound of collision, nor did it intend to withdraw it. The arm with the characteristics of water creatures moved towards the cheese, and the gray robe stared at it with eyes shining with blue mist, and then the figure turned into a gray mist with only two blue light spots left.

This time, a collision happened, the gray mist and the giant's palms slammed together firmly, and then each moved back. Cheese returned to human form, holding the staff in both hands. Judging from his posture, he just used the bottom of the staff as a peak to resist the impact in front of him.

Correspondingly, a circular mark was left on the giant's palm, as if it had been stabbed hard by an iron pillar. More curses, accompanied by lightning and thunder, the other palm of the giant has appeared behind the head of the gray robe.

This time, Cheese didn't have time to react, he could only maintain a normal state, feeling the weird feeling of being passed through the body by a solid cloud, and the strong electric shock enough to kill people.

The wailing did not come from the cheese, but from the meat ball hanging on his staff. The poor guy was injured by lightning for no reason, and blood flowed from the folded gap.

Resisting the numbness, Cheese stretched out his hand, took a few drops of blood, and wiped them on his staff. Then rubbed the bottom of the pepper wood against the roof, and excessive black smoke gushed out from the gap, enveloping the cheese's body in the blink of an eye.

At least, he expressed intense dissatisfaction with the appearance of Cheese, and this dissatisfaction soon turned into a cloud of flashing arcs that was thrown over at random. The clouds fell very fast, perhaps because the sky here is much lower than normal.

Cheese opened the cuffs of his robe to the dark cloud, like a gray cloth pocket. This pocket attracts the clouds in some magical way, leading them to go straight into the sleeves, and go through a series of weird transformation processes, including the cheese's robe, which shoots out an electric arc, and then turns into a piece of ice with lightning beating inside. The piece fell from the cuff into the gray robe's hand.

Cheese tried to hold the ice cube, but quickly gave up the idea. He threw it backhanded towards the sky before the magically suppressed arc affected his body. The ice cubes melted in mid-air, turning into a huge lightning bolt that made no sound, between the mage and the giant.

An unintelligible language came from the lightning, maybe it wasn't a language, but some kind of curse, a roar like a vent. The cloud giant was obviously **** off by Cheese's counterattack. He bent down and rushed down to the sky, stretched out his big hand under the cover of lightning, trying to grab the human standing on the roof.

Of course, the gray robe wouldn't let him get what he wanted, and his footsteps were light, and the cheese got out of the range of the big hand as expected, and was not caught by a corner of the clothes. Then he swung his staff and swung it against the giant's back. There was no touch from the wand, and apart from the visual pause, Cheese felt that he hadn't hit the target.

Unlike the usual responders, gray robes generally don't question what happened to them. Their rationality analyzes the results earlier than their emotions, so they don't need to try again to confirm the facts. If you don't touch it the first time, the cheese will not try again for the second time, but immediately start thinking about the reason for this phenomenon.

The giant's palm fell to the roof without making a sound of collision, nor did it intend to withdraw it. The arm with the characteristics of water creatures moved towards the cheese, and the gray robe stared at it with eyes shining with blue mist, and then the figure turned into a gray mist with only two blue light spots left.

This time, a collision happened, the gray mist and the giant's palms slammed together firmly, and then each moved back. Cheese returned to human form, holding the staff in both hands. Judging from his posture, he just used the bottom of the staff as a peak to resist the impact in front of him.

Correspondingly, a circular mark was left on the giant's palm, as if it had been stabbed hard by an iron pillar. More curses, accompanied by lightning and thunder, the other palm of the giant has appeared behind the head of the gray robe.

This time, Cheese didn't have time to react, he could only maintain a normal state, feeling the weird feeling of being passed through the body by a solid cloud, and the strong electric shock enough to kill people.

The wailing did not come from the cheese, but from the meat ball hanging on his staff. The poor guy was injured by lightning for no reason, and blood flowed from the folded gap.

Resisting the numbness, Cheese stretched out his hand, took a few drops of blood, and wiped them on his staff. Then rubbed the bottom of the pepper wood against the roof, and excessive black smoke gushed out from the gap, enveloping the cheese's body in the blink of an eye.

At least, he expressed intense dissatisfaction with the appearance of Cheese, and this dissatisfaction soon turned into a cloud of flashing arcs that was thrown over at random. The clouds fell very fast, perhaps because the sky here is much lower than normal.

Cheese opened the cuffs of his robe to the dark cloud, like a gray cloth pocket. This pocket attracts the clouds in some magical way, leading them to go straight into the sleeves, and go through a series of weird transformation processes, including the cheese's robe, which shoots out an electric arc, and then turns into a piece of ice with lightning beating inside. The piece fell from the cuff into the gray robe's hand.

Cheese tried to hold the ice cube, but quickly gave up the idea. He threw it backhanded towards the sky before the magically suppressed arc affected his body. The ice cubes melted in mid-air, turning into a huge lightning bolt that made no sound, between the mage and the giant.

An unintelligible language came from the lightning, maybe it wasn't a language, but some kind of curse, a roar like a vent. The cloud giant was obviously **** off by Cheese's counterattack. He bent down and rushed down to the sky, stretched out his big hand under the cover of lightning, trying to grab the human standing on the roof.

Of course, the gray robe wouldn't let him get what he wanted, and his footsteps were light, and the cheese got out of the range of the big hand as expected, and was not caught by a corner of the clothes. Then he swung his staff and swung it against the giant's back. There was no touch from the wand, and apart from the visual pause, Cheese felt that he hadn't hit the target.

Unlike the usual responders, gray robes generally don't question what happened to them. Their rationality analyzes the results earlier than their emotions, so they don't need to try again to confirm the facts. If you don't touch it the first time, the cheese will not try again for the second time, but immediately start thinking about the reason for this phenomenon.

The giant's palm fell to the roof without making a sound of collision, nor did it intend to withdraw it. The arm with the characteristics of water creatures moved towards the cheese, and the gray robe stared at it with eyes shining with blue mist, and then the figure turned into a gray mist with only two blue light spots left.

This time, a collision happened, the gray mist and the giant's palms slammed together firmly, and then each moved back. Cheese returned to human form, holding the staff in both hands. Judging from his posture, he just used the bottom of the staff as a peak to resist the impact in front of him.

Correspondingly, a circular mark was left on the giant's palm, as if it had been stabbed hard by an iron pillar. More curses, accompanied by lightning and thunder, the other palm of the giant has appeared behind the head of the gray robe.

This time, Cheese didn't have time to react, he could only maintain a normal state, feeling the weird feeling of being passed through the body by a solid cloud, and the strong electric shock enough to kill people.

The wailing did not come from the cheese, but from the meat ball hanging on his staff. The poor guy was injured by lightning for no reason, and blood flowed from the folded gap.

Resisting the numbness, Cheese stretched out his hand, took a few drops of blood, and wiped them on his staff. Then rubbed the bottom of the pepper wood against the roof, and excessive black smoke gushed out from the gap, enveloping the cheese's body in the blink of an eye.

At least, he expressed intense dissatisfaction with the appearance of Cheese, and this dissatisfaction soon turned into a cloud of flashing arcs that was thrown over at random. The clouds fell very fast, perhaps because the sky here is much lower than normal.

Cheese opened the cuffs of his robe to the dark cloud, like a gray cloth pocket. This pocket attracts the clouds in some magical way, leading them to go straight into the sleeves, and go through a series of weird transformation processes, including the cheese's robe, which shoots out an electric arc, and then turns into a piece of ice with lightning beating inside. The piece fell from the cuff into the gray robe's hand.

Cheese tried to hold the ice cube, but quickly gave up the idea. He threw it backhanded towards the sky before the magically suppressed arc affected his body. The ice cubes melted in mid-air, turning into a huge lightning bolt that made no sound, between the mage and the giant.

An unintelligible language came from the lightning, maybe it wasn't a language, but some kind of curse, a roar like a vent. The cloud giant was obviously **** off by Cheese's counterattack. He bent down and rushed down to the sky, stretched out his big hand under the cover of lightning, trying to grab the human standing on the roof.

Of course, the gray robe wouldn't let him get what he wanted, and his footsteps were light, and the cheese got out of the range of the big hand as expected, and was not caught by a corner of the clothes. Then he swung his staff and swung it against the giant's back. There was no touch from the wand, and apart from the visual pause, Cheese felt that he hadn't hit the target.

Unlike the usual responders, gray robes generally don't question what happened to them. Their rationality analyzes the results earlier than their emotions, so they don't need to try again to confirm the facts. If you don't touch it the first time, the cheese will not try again for the second time, but immediately start thinking about the reason for this phenomenon.

The giant's palm fell to the roof without making a sound of collision, nor did it intend to withdraw it. The arm with the characteristics of water creatures moved towards the cheese, and the gray robe stared at it with eyes shining with blue mist, and then the figure turned into a gray mist with only two blue light spots left.

This time, a collision happened, the gray mist and the giant's palms slammed together firmly, and then each moved back. Cheese returned to human form, holding the staff in both hands. Judging from his posture, he just used the bottom of the staff as a peak to resist the impact in front of him.

Correspondingly, a circular mark was left on the giant's palm, as if it had been stabbed hard by an iron pillar. More curses, accompanied by lightning and thunder, the other palm of the giant has appeared behind the head of the gray robe.

This time, Cheese didn't have time to react, he could only maintain a normal state, feeling the weird feeling of being passed through the body by a solid cloud, and the strong electric shock enough to kill people.

The wailing did not come from the cheese, but from the meat ball hanging on his staff. The poor guy was injured by lightning for no reason, and blood flowed from the folded gap.

Resisting the numbness, Cheese stretched out his hand, took a few drops of blood, and wiped them on his staff. Then rubbed the bottom of the pepper wood against the roof, and excessive black smoke gushed out from the gap, enveloping the cheese's body in the blink of an eye.

At least, he expressed intense dissatisfaction with the appearance of Cheese, and this dissatisfaction soon turned into a cloud of flashing arcs that was thrown over at random. The clouds fell very fast, perhaps because the sky here is much lower than normal.

Cheese opened the cuffs of his robe to the dark cloud, like a gray cloth pocket. This pocket attracts the clouds in some magical way, leading them to go straight into the sleeves, and go through a series of weird transformation processes, including the cheese's robe, which shoots out an electric arc, and then turns into a piece of ice with lightning beating inside. The piece fell from the cuff into the gray robe's hand.

Cheese tried to hold the ice cube, but quickly gave up the idea. He threw it backhanded towards the sky before the magically suppressed arc affected his body. The ice cubes melted in mid-air, turning into a huge lightning bolt that made no sound, between the mage and the giant.

An unintelligible language came from the lightning, maybe it wasn't a language, but some kind of curse, a roar like a vent. The cloud giant was obviously **** off by Cheese's counterattack. He bent down and rushed down to the sky, stretched out his big hand under the cover of lightning, trying to grab the human standing on the roof.

Of course, the gray robe wouldn't let him get what he wanted, and his footsteps were light, and the cheese got out of the range of the big hand as expected, and was not caught by a corner of the clothes. Then he swung his staff and swung it against the giant's back. There was no touch from the wand, and apart from the visual pause, Cheese felt that he hadn't hit the target.

Unlike the usual responders, gray robes generally don't question what happened to them. Their rationality analyzes the results earlier than their emotions, so they don't need to try again to confirm the facts. If you don't touch it the first time, the cheese will not try again for the second time, but immediately start thinking about the reason for this phenomenon.

The giant's palm fell to the roof without making a sound of collision, nor did it intend to withdraw it. The arm with the characteristics of water creatures moved towards the cheese, and the gray robe stared at it with eyes shining with blue mist, and then the figure turned into a gray mist with only two blue light spots left.

This time, a collision happened, the gray mist and the giant's palms slammed together firmly, and then each moved back. Cheese returned to human form, holding the staff in both hands. Judging from his posture, he just used the bottom of the staff as a peak to resist the impact in front of him.

Correspondingly, a circular mark was left on the giant's palm, as if it had been stabbed hard by an iron pillar. More curses, accompanied by lightning and thunder, the other palm of the giant has appeared behind the head of the gray robe.

This time, Cheese didn't have time to react, he could only maintain a normal state, feeling the weird feeling of being passed through the body by a solid cloud, and the strong electric shock enough to kill people.

The wailing did not come from the cheese, but from the meat ball hanging on his staff. The poor guy was injured by lightning for no reason, and blood flowed from the folded gap.

Resisting the numbness, Cheese stretched out his hand, took a few drops of blood, and wiped them on his staff. Then rubbed the bottom of the pepper wood against the roof, and excessive black smoke gushed out from the gap, enveloping the cheese's body in the blink of an eye.

At least, he expressed intense dissatisfaction with the appearance of Cheese, and this dissatisfaction soon turned into a cloud of flashing arcs that was thrown over at random. The clouds fell very fast, perhaps because the sky here is much lower than normal.

Cheese opened the cuffs of his robe to the dark cloud, like a gray cloth pocket. This pocket attracts the clouds in some magical way, leading them to go straight into the sleeves, and go through a series of weird transformation processes, including the cheese's robe, which shoots out an electric arc, and then turns into a piece of ice with lightning beating inside. The piece fell from the cuff into the gray robe's hand.

Cheese tried to hold the ice cube, but quickly gave up the idea. He threw it backhanded towards the sky before the magically suppressed arc affected his body. The ice cubes melted in mid-air, turning into a huge lightning bolt that made no sound, between the mage and the giant.

An unintelligible language came from the lightning, maybe it wasn't a language, but some kind of curse, a roar like a vent. The cloud giant was obviously **** off by Cheese's counterattack. He bent down and rushed down to the sky, stretched out his big hand under the cover of lightning, trying to grab the human standing on the roof.

Of course, the gray robe wouldn't let him get what he wanted, and his footsteps were light, and the cheese got out of the range of the big hand as expected, and was not caught by a corner of the clothes. Then he swung his staff and swung it against the giant's back. There was no touch from the wand, and apart from the visual pause, Cheese felt that he hadn't hit the target.

Unlike the usual responders, gray robes generally don't question what happened to them. Their rationality analyzes the results earlier than their emotions, so they don't need to try again to confirm the facts. If you don't touch it the first time, the cheese will not try again for the second time, but immediately start thinking about the reason for this phenomenon.

The giant's palm fell to the roof without making a sound of collision, nor did it intend to withdraw it. The arm with the characteristics of water creatures moved towards the cheese, and the gray robe stared at it with eyes shining with blue mist, and then the figure turned into a gray mist with only two blue light spots left.

This time, a collision happened, the gray mist and the giant's palms slammed together firmly, and then each moved back. Cheese returned to human form, holding the staff in both hands. Judging from his posture, he just used the bottom of the staff as a peak to resist the impact in front of him.

Correspondingly, a circular mark was left on the giant's palm, as if it had been stabbed hard by an iron pillar. More curses, accompanied by lightning and thunder, the other palm of the giant has appeared behind the head of the gray robe.

This time, Cheese didn't have time to react, he could only maintain a normal state, feeling the weird feeling of being passed through the body by a solid cloud, and the strong electric shock enough to kill people.

The wailing did not come from the cheese, but from the meat ball hanging on his staff. The poor guy was injured by lightning for no reason, and blood flowed from the folded gap.

Resisting the numbness, Cheese stretched out his hand, took a few drops of blood, and wiped them on his staff. Then rubbed the bottom of the pepper wood against the roof, and excessive black smoke gushed out from the gap, enveloping the cheese's body in the blink of an eye.

At least, he expressed intense dissatisfaction with the appearance of Cheese, and this dissatisfaction soon turned into a cloud of flashing arcs that was thrown over at random. The clouds fell very fast, perhaps because the sky here is much lower than normal.

Cheese opened the cuffs of his robe to the dark cloud, like a gray cloth pocket. This pocket attracts the clouds in some magical way, leading them to go straight into the sleeves, and go through a series of weird transformation processes, including the cheese's robe, which shoots out an electric arc, and then turns into a piece of ice with lightning beating inside. The piece fell from the cuff into the gray robe's hand.

Cheese tried to hold the ice cube, but quickly gave up the idea. He threw it backhanded towards the sky before the magically suppressed arc affected his body. The ice cubes melted in mid-air, turning into a huge lightning bolt that made no sound, between the mage and the giant.

An unintelligible language came from the lightning, maybe it wasn't a language, but some kind of curse, a roar like a vent. The cloud giant was obviously **** off by Cheese's counterattack. He bent down and rushed down to the sky, stretched out his big hand under the cover of lightning, trying to grab the human standing on the roof.

Of course, the gray robe wouldn't let him get what he wanted, and his footsteps were light, and the cheese got out of the range of the big hand as expected, and was not caught by a corner of the clothes. Then he swung his staff and swung it against the giant's back. There was no touch from the wand, and apart from the visual pause, Cheese felt that he hadn't hit the target.

Unlike the usual responders, gray robes generally don't question what happened to them. Their rationality analyzes the results earlier than their emotions, so they don't need to try again to confirm the facts. If you don't touch it the first time, the cheese will not try again for the second time, but immediately start thinking about the reason for this phenomenon.

The giant's palm fell to the roof without making a sound of collision, nor did it intend to withdraw it. The arm with the characteristics of water creatures moved towards the cheese, and the gray robe stared at it with eyes shining with blue mist, and then the figure turned into a gray mist with only two blue light spots left.

This time, a collision happened, the gray mist and the giant's palms slammed together firmly, and then each moved back. Cheese returned to human form, holding the staff in both hands. Judging from his posture, he just used the bottom of the staff as a peak to resist the impact in front of him.

Correspondingly, a circular mark was left on the giant's palm, as if it had been stabbed hard by an iron pillar. More curses, accompanied by lightning and thunder, the other palm of the giant has appeared behind the head of the gray robe.

This time, Cheese didn't have time to react, he could only maintain a normal state, feeling the weird feeling of being passed through the body by a solid cloud, and the strong electric shock enough to kill people.

The wailing did not come from the cheese, but from the meat ball hanging on his staff. The poor guy was injured by lightning for no reason, and blood flowed from the folded gap.

Resisting the numbness, Cheese stretched out his hand, took a few drops of blood, and wiped them on his staff. Then rubbed the bottom of the pepper wood against the roof, and excessive black smoke gushed out from the gap, enveloping the cheese's body in the blink of an eye.

At least, he expressed intense dissatisfaction with the appearance of Cheese, and this dissatisfaction soon turned into a cloud of flashing arcs that was thrown over at random. The clouds fell very fast, perhaps because the sky here is much lower than normal.

Cheese opened the cuffs of his robe to the dark cloud, like a gray cloth pocket. This pocket attracts the clouds in some magical way, leading them to go straight into the sleeves, and go through a series of weird transformation processes, including the cheese's robe, which shoots out an electric arc, and then turns into a piece of ice with lightning beating inside. The piece fell from the cuff into the gray robe's hand.

Cheese tried to hold the ice cube, but quickly gave up the idea. He threw it backhanded towards the sky before the magically suppressed arc affected his body. The ice cubes melted in mid-air, turning into a huge lightning bolt that made no sound, between the mage and the giant.

An unintelligible language came from the lightning, maybe it wasn't a language, but some kind of curse, a roar like a vent. The cloud giant was obviously **** off by Cheese's counterattack. He bent down and rushed down to the sky, stretched out his big hand under the cover of lightning, trying to grab the human standing on the roof.

Of course, the gray robe wouldn't let him get what he wanted, and his footsteps were light, and the cheese got out of the range of the big hand as expected, and was not caught by a corner of the clothes. Then he swung his staff and swung it against the giant's back. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com There was no touch from the wand. Except for the visual pause, Cheese felt that he had not hit the target.

Unlike the usual responders, gray robes generally don't question what happened to them. Their rationality analyzes the results earlier than their emotions, so they don't need to try again to confirm the facts. If you don't touch it the first time, the cheese will not try again for the second time, but immediately start thinking about the reason for this phenomenon.

The giant's palm fell to the roof without making a sound of collision, nor did it intend to withdraw it. The arm with the characteristics of water creatures moved towards the cheese, and the gray robe stared at it with eyes shining with blue mist, and then the figure turned into a gray mist with only two blue light spots left.

This time, a collision happened, the gray mist and the giant's palms slammed together firmly, and then each moved back. Cheese returned to human form, holding the staff in both hands. Judging from his posture, he just used the bottom of the staff as a peak to resist the impact in front of him.

Correspondingly, a circular mark was left on the giant's palm, as if it had been stabbed hard by an iron pillar. More curses, accompanied by lightning and thunder, the other palm of the giant has appeared behind the head of the gray robe.

This time, Cheese didn't have time to react, he could only maintain a normal state, feeling the weird feeling of being passed through the body by a solid cloud, and the strong electric shock enough to kill people.

The wailing did not come from the cheese, but from the meat ball hanging on his staff. The poor guy was injured by lightning for no reason, and blood flowed from the folded gap.

Resisting the numbness, Cheese stretched out his hand, took a few drops of blood, and wiped them on his staff. Then rubbed the bottom of the pepper wood against the roof, and excessive black smoke gushed out from the gap, enveloping the cheese's body in the blink of an eye.