Before the light illuminates the darkness, cheese already had a premonition. No, people's reactions cannot be faster than the light, so cheese already had a premonition while holding up the lantern, and the time it took for light to illuminate the darkness was longer than it should.

Only by combining the two can he realize what that feeling means. But it is too late, the sticky tentacles stretched out in the darkness have already shaking out in an unpleasant trajectory, and the longest one has already been on the back of the hand holding the Breath of Dawn.

All this happened too quickly, and the curse crow was just about to react. If it was moved, the magician would never be able to react in time and could only rely on the body protection magic on his body to resist. But those spells would not be effective, because the stench emitted from the tentacles indicated that it belonged to a source, called the source of the evil god. Who would have thought that there was an evil god hidden in the tomb chamber under the gray tower?

But even though the curse crow could not react and could not resist in time, Cheese could do it. Because he had regarded the act of fighting these outsiders as an instinct. Almost as the tentacles tried to coil around his hands, the light in Cheese's eyes had changed from the light of magic to something deeper, darker, and more indescribable.

Looking back, Cheese rarely uses the power of taboos so fiercely. Since he mastered the use of magic to fight against the evil gods, he has become more and more consciously controlled the call of taboos to prevent his actions from bringing the same results as those that are to be expelled.

But this time, even the experts of the evil god really did not expect the development of the matter and had to follow their instinct to deal with the problem in the most urgent way. When those indescribable eyes looked at the tentacles trying to wrap themselves around, bubbles instantly began to emerge on their surfaces, and the solid began to boil like liquid, quickly disintegrating and shattering within a few seconds.

"Don't look in my eyes." Cheese warned his companions. Contamination from taboos can be carried out through almost all means of perception. Seeing will be contaminated, and hearing will be smelled the same.

The impact of cheese's eyes now may be more fatal than those tentacles, so you must never hurt your own people.

"Can you do it?" Zhuao knew how terrible the cheese was when he used his own abilities, so he took the initiative to retreat behind Cheese.

Professional things should be left to professionals, but sometimes, professionals will encounter things beyond their ability, especially in emergencies.

"A small thing." In the past, Cheese would not make such comments on anything related to the evil god because they were all too dangerous. Now he is able to make such a firm judgment, which comes from further improvements in his own strength and research.

Combined with his existing abilities, he can now make a judgment on the approximate concentration of the evil god's power. Although the things drilled behind the stone tablet can cause a lot of trouble outside, it unfortunately encountered cheese. The gray-robed mage grabbed the tentacles he wanted to withdraw with his backhand, and the robe on his body slowly began to shake, as if he had stolen life from the tentacles.

Strictly speaking, this thing should not be considered a child. It is an evil god. A very weak, very weak evil god. This is probably because he was locked up here since he entered this world. The stone tablet was His coffin board. He thought he could be swallowed by chance, but he still had no water until now.

This is not a bad luck. The first person he met after opening the coffin was Cheese. There is no fate in this world that is even more cruel to the evil god. What is even more sad is that this fate will not stop there because Cheese will never stop there.

He held the tentacle tightly, like holding the noose on the other party's neck. The gray-robed mage's face was as cold as an executioner. He was indeed an executioner. If all things entering this world did not have the power to defeat him, they would encounter the blade of killing. The forces of the same origin collided with each other from the place where the two contacted, but did not blend like water drops, but offset and evaporate each other.

It is not difficult to understand that the evil gods come from outside the world. In other words, they also have their own origins and are also existences that need to keep a distance from each other.

According to Cheese's research, the emergence of many evil gods is related to the destruction of the world. Most evil gods float in the cracks of the void after devouring the world they were born, approaching other worlds with some purpose or simple malicious intention.

The evil gods who meet in nothingness will also break out of conflict, so cheese, which only belongs to their own taboo power, can be crushed in this way when dealing with weaker evil gods.

In the darkness that the sun could not illuminate, there was only a shrill and terrifying scream. It echoed in the tomb chamber, and the echoes passing through the empty roof became even more terrifying. It was the wailing of an evil god on the verge of death, and the unwilling cry when he was driven away from this world. The curse crow raised his head and saw countless gray dots descending, which were the sleeping insects that had lying on the roof before.

Now that I get closer, I can see clearly that their shape is a ladybug, a ladybug with a stone-like color. They rushed towards the evil god regardless of the wind that it brought, and the curse crows that had to raise their arms to block the door.

"It's over." Cheese retracted his palm, and the tentacles in his hand were wrapped in ladybugs, and gradually became swallowed by them until they disappeared.

These ladybugs are not real creatures. They are some kind of magical creatures. The only function they have is to eat the residue of the evil god. They are just residues. They do not have the ability to truly fight against the evil gods head-on, even such a weak evil god.

Cheese actually has a clue about the evil god sealed behind the stone slab. That thing is probably the same as him, all of which are split from the former apprentice. Cheese inherits more of the human part, while He is the other ones.

So in a sense, he just killed himself. Perhaps this is the real tomb of the apprentice, and there is nothing better than He that proves that this person has existed. But there is no need to worry that the other party's existence disappears because of cheese. What just happened may have been arranged by Clark and Anlina, until then, the long funeral was truly over.

"So there is no source of power here at all." The curse crow looked at the empty sarcophagus inside. There were indeed many magic circles on it, but they all had nothing to do with energy.
Chapter completed!