Although Mr. Taylor's words sound a bit generalized.

But in fact, it's really not very reliable to recognize this kind of thing.

Take, for example, the 'geocentric theory' and the 'heliocentric theory'.

The concept of 'geocentrism' was formed by the school of Miletus, which was proposed by Eudox, perfected by Aristotle, and further developed by Ptolemy, and became the truth in the hearts of the ancient Greeks, changing their perception of the world, and dominating the history of the ancient Greek astronomical system for more than 1,300 years.

However, it was overturned and shattered by the subsequent 'heliocentric theory' with a turbulent momentum.

For a long time after that, the 'heliocentric theory' replaced the 'geocentric theory' and became the truth of astrology, and at the same time became the 'cognition' in people's hearts.

It can be seen that the so-called cognition is nothing more than a fanatical follow-up in a certain period.

Just like the true strength of the griffin in Taylor's mouth, it is actually just a pet that was kept in captivity by people as a cub, and after growing up, it was just a theoretical value tested by the Adventurers' Guild.

Anyone knows that once any kind of creature loses its original wildness, its yearning for freedom, and its desire to fight, it will become a lost dog that is inferior to a salted fish, slaughtered and enslaved.

And how can a creature full of servility have strong combat effectiveness?

Therefore, the combat power that the griffin that was kept as a pet was only a direct withdrawal of its physical strength, and it had nothing to do with its real combat level and fighting will.

Speaking of which, some people may be curious, isn't Xiao Qi also domesticated now, why is its strength getting stronger and stronger, and it can even easily tear apart the demon bat?

On this point, I would like to emphasize that mascots and pets are not the same!

The so-called mascot is a symbol of the guild, and it is a representative that indicates that the guild is getting better and stronger.

This kind of representative often must be able to reflect the will of the guild in the most intuitive way, so in order to keep Xiao Qi as the mascot, the phoenix will wrestle with it for half an hour every day.

Although the result of every wrestling is a fiasco of Xiao Qi, I can feel that because of this wrestling, Xiao Qi is growing and getting stronger every day...... Although the phoenix will always grow faster than it.

How can such a mascot be comparable to a pet used for fun and appreciation!

And then Godot and the griffin.

There is no doubt about the momentum of the griffin, how can it be a strong word.

Godot's momentum is not bad, but because of the big difference in size, I always feel that there is an indescribable gap.

When one person and one monster were three meters apart, the griffin did not hesitate to take the lead in attacking.

Its attack is simple and straightforward – slap with its claws.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a cat and mouse scene.

Large, sharp claws, unstoppable slapped down, stirring up gusts of wind that whistled around Godot.

Godot raised his hand and brushed his windswept hair, and suddenly burst into a rapid chant from his mouth, and as the chant sounded, white light continued to bloom around his body, like a glowing humanoid light bulb, which was the fading power that he had never really released.

The rich power of transformation was constantly swirling around him, although it was not as strong as the power of Emily and Bai Yunying, but it was also several times thicker than Harold's power of transformation.

The rapidity of the chant ended before the massive claws slammed down, and in front of him, a tall, thick wall of colored light was erected out of thin air.

This is a magic barrier that surpasses all previous magic barriers!

It's the largest and heaviest magical barrier he's ever unleashed!

Will this wall-like magical barrier be able to withstand the griffin's terrifying claws?

Huge claws slap against the heavy, colored walls in the blink of an eye.

The magic barrier let out a crisp scream, starting from the contact point between the sharp nails and the wall, and downward, extending a tortuous crack.

It is like a river in the middle, dividing the earth in two!

However, even after such a heavy blow, the colored wall of light still stood firmly, not broken, not collapsed.

The blow failed, and the griffin became angry.

Perhaps on this island, before we came here, it had always been an invincible presence on the island, rampaging the island and eating all over the world.

But today, its majesty, its lofty supremacy, is challenged!

These four ant-like beings in front of them dared to provoke their king-like existence!

And so, it got angry.

The angry griffin is crazy, like an angry lion, a crazy meow.

First, the big paws were raised high, and I couldn't help but say that it was a continuous slap.

The heavy magic barrier, after a series of heavy blows, finally showed a falling color.

The cracked wall of colored light is constantly adding new scars, and at the same time, from time to time, fragments will fall off from the wall of light, and those fragments will turn into a cloud of light and dissipate into the air before they hit the ground.

The frenzied slapping made the griffon very happy, but Godot was not so comfortable.

He chanted incantations, struggling to prop up the magical barrier, all the while taking time to think about his next move.

Frowning, leaning against the tree, I turned to Taylor and asked, "Old man, do you think Godot can handle it?" ”

"Yes" Taylor wiped the crimson wine syrup that flowed from the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "I don't see that he is still just a support, and he has not launched an attack." ”

"It's true that he didn't attack," I smiled bitterly and said, "but what do I think, how do I think it's not that he doesn't want to attack, but that he doesn't have the opportunity to attack at all." ”

"Oh?" Taylor raised his eyelids: "How can you see that?" ”

"Didn't you see it?" I pointed to the magic barrier and said worriedly: "That magic barrier is already crumbling under the attack of this monster, Godot has already spent a considerable part of his magic in order to maintain it, and most of his attention, how can he care about anything else." ”

Speaking of this, I couldn't help but sigh and continued: "And you think, that monster's claws are so huge and sharp, and the force of the slap is so strong, do you think that once the magic barrier is smashed, with Godot's physique, how many hits can it resist at most?" ”

Taylor thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "I can't figure it out." ”

I'm ashamed, you're really sorry......

"But," Taylor said, "Don't underestimate him, this man, there are still a lot of hole cards that have not been used." ”

"Hole cards?" I couldn't help but wonder.

Taylor smiled slightly, and said leisurely, "You don't think that the priest industry can only rely on healing and magic barriers to grind opponents to death." ”

(End of chapter)