"Boom"

"Howl"

"Crunch"

...... The silence of the forest was completely destroyed by the chaotic sounds, and the creators of the cheese frantically wreaked havoc on the forest lord's massive body. While its sheer size gives the Lord of the Forest unimaginable power, it is also destined to be unable to use his body flexibly. It seems that this so-called Lord of the Forest has nothing to fear except that he is a little bigger and a little stronger.

Although the destructive power of the Cheese Creation is indeed strong, judging from the current situation, if the Cheese Creation is replaced by other similar troops, it should be possible to make this behemoth fall into the passive so easily. However, the Lord of the Grey Tower knew that was completely impossible. There are not many people in this world who can bully this "shadow in the depths of the forest" like this, and even those people will never be able to completely suppress the other party like Cheese is doing now.

The reason is simple, just because just like the plants here, the giant forest lord also has strange powers. Unlike the dark blue forest, which can block magical power, the Lord of the Forest has only one ability, and it can directly kill those who come into contact with it. This ability is completely unexplainable, because according to the legends of the past, long before the endless years, there were even extremely high-ranking beings who were directly killed by the Lord of the Forest. And if I had to give an explanation for this curse-like ability, the Lord of the Gray Tower's guess was that the ability on this thing was probably the embodiment of some kind of operating rules in this world.

Just as water freezes at low temperatures, and air flows to form wind, it is the rule of this world that it will die if it comes into contact with the lord of the forest. Nothing can disobey the world, and even if they are worshiped as gods by humans, they are just things that appear on the basis of this world. It's like a fish in the sea, no matter how fast it swims and how big it grows, it still can't leave the water after all. However, in front of him, there was a man who was trampling this unbreakable iron under his feet.

Seemingly dissatisfied with the inefficiency of the creatures that would explode sooner or later, Cheese had become nothing more than a vague outline, and decided to join the attack on the Lord of the Forest himself. For the mage, of course, he knew the terrifying nature of the Lord of the Forest. However, after freeing himself from his powers, Cheese realized that the terrifying shadow that had existed in front of him from time immemorial could not harm him at all.

Engulfed by the indescribable passage of time, the mage walked steadily towards the nearest giant tree, unable to reach him as he progressed, neither the flesh that fell from the sky nor the heavy punches of the Lord of the Forest. It's as if the cheese at this time was only an image, not a substance. Unable to stop Cheese from approaching, the Lord of the Forest screamed in fear and despair over the forest, sounding like the last struggle of a tree about to be uprooted by a storm.

"Clark...... What have you done......" The Lord of the Gray Tower, who looked at Cheese as if he was strolling through the forest lord's furious attack, said unconsciously as he stood in the woods where the battle could not be reached. And the name Clark is the real name of this powerful spellcaster. As Cheese's mentor, the Lord of the Grey Tower knew that Cheese was completely out of control at this point. The terrifying being that was approaching the Lord of the Forest was definitely not his own disciple, but something else extremely terrifying. But Clark also knew that Cheese was the way it was, and it was entirely his own doing.

The Lord of the Grey Tower's expression was gloomy and terrifying, and he didn't regret it in his dictionary, because instead of feeling sorry for the wrong things he had done, he knew that it was the right thing to do to learn the lesson and correct it as soon as possible. Perhaps it is precisely because of this rational and impersonal logic that he can become one of the most powerful spellcasters in the world. And if Clark were asked to summarize the mistakes he hadn't fixed yet, he would only have one name on his list, Cheese.

On the other hand, Cheese, who went into battle himself, exerted a destructive power far beyond his creation. This is also a very normal thing, after all, those distorted creations are just consumables that Cheese casually pours into his own sporadic power, and no one can say how powerful the mage himself is now as a source of energy, even now that he is completely liberated, Cheese can still feel that the power in his body is still improving, as if there is a spring of energy constantly overflowing in his body. This powerful force drove the mages to squander them, and if they didn't, it would only be a matter of time before Cheese was overwhelmed by this power, even as the master of this energy.

"Gollum, Gollum......"

Compared to the rough attack of his own creation, the mage's own attack is much more "gentle". The energy that spilled from his body turned into "bubbles" that shimmered with an indescribable light, and they floated out of Cheese's robe as if they really had no weight, and began to swell as they left the mage's body. These "bubbles" flock to the nearby giant trees like a swarm of bees protecting their nests, and when they touch the surface of the Lord of the Forest, the "bubbles" disappear silently, but with them disappear with a mass as large as the "bubbles" themselves.

Soon, the thick legs of the Lord of the Forest were torn apart by these "bubbles", and his hard body could not be broken even if it was a weapon made of obsidian at the core of the volcano, but even with this strength, it was as fragile as tofu under the attack of Cheese. The legs, which had lost their effectiveness, could no longer support the huge body, and the mountain-like body of the Lord of the Forest began to fall, as if the sky had collapsed, and the huge body cut through the clouds, and the branches and leaves that grew on the body made the fallen Lord of the Forest look like an island about to fall from the sky. For the first time, the head large enough to build a city appeared beneath the clouds that perennially hovered over the forest, an ancient, massive face that even the oldest dragon might not have had the honor of seeing. However, even so, when this life that has lived for an unknown amount of time dies, it will not be any different from the death of an ant.

Cheese looked up, if that area was still the center of his thoughts. The mage, whose eyes radiated a light that blasphemed all common sense, looked at the behemoth that was tumbling down from above, and he opened his mouth and said something silently. As for what incantation Cheese was chanting at this time, or just meaningless muttering, no one could tell for a long time. But as the mage finished speaking, the energy in his body surged into the sky like a sea water siphoned by a tornado! That terrifying energy met the fallen body of the forest lord above the forest canopy, and when the two touched, it was like a stream of water touching a fire, and the huge body melted and volatilized like clear water, but there was no smoke.

Eventually, nothing fell into the woodland, and the towering pillar-like body, the massive island-like arms, all of which had been wiped out of the world by the indescribable substance of Cheese. And the moment the head of the Lord of the Forest disappeared, countless eyes gathered here, and those eyes stared at what was happening in this forest from the sky, from the abyss, from the deep ocean. But they couldn't see anything, because the power of the Lord of the Grey Tower had long since obscured everything here. Prying into the existence of this place is doomed to be fruitless.

In the dark blue woodland, Cheese, whose energy was almost exhausted, stood blankly, and in front of him, the original lord of the forest who had reached the sky and the earth was no more than three stories high. He had fulfilled his teacher's request, and he had killed this thing that had existed here since before the concept of time was born. But at this time, there was no joy or shock in the mage's heart, and the mind that had been washed by too great power could not leave room for thought, in fact, as early as the moment of liberation of his own power, the person who occupied the dominance of the body was no longer Cheese himself.

"Sorry...... Cheese, my first disciple and my last disciple. I'm so sorry. Clarke's figure appeared in front of Cheese at some point, and the Lord of the Gray Tower looked sadly at his former proudest disciple. He's like a soulless doll now.

Oppressed by an invisible force, Cheese, who had lost consciousness, knelt in front of his teacher as soon as his knees went limp. His face looked at his teacher, but his eyes were not focused. Clarke's handprint was on the face of Cheese, and a great deal of magic flowed with the will of the Lord of the Grey Tower. The dark gray runes that had been twisted and distorted by the terrifying energy reappeared on Cheese's body, and they became clearer and more complex with the influx of Clarke's magic.

The more cumbersome runes were like shackles attached to the body, and they firmly sealed the spring inside the cheese, otherwise the energy in the spring would hurt the already broken body. After a long time, Clark stopped casting, and at this time, the number of runes on Cheese's body had reached an unimaginable level, and it could be said that there was hardly a fist-sized bare skin on the mage's body, and even Cheese's eyelids had traces of runes extending down.

"Is that okay?" said An Lina's figure as she stepped out of the depths of the forest. She asked the Lord of the Grey Tower, who was standing in front of Cheese.

"It's just for a while. During this time, he can still cast spells normally, but as long as he pursues that kind of power himself, then no one can stop it. Clark said. The pattern that kept appearing on his body was temporarily gone, a sign that he had consumed too much mana. However, for the Lord of the Gray Tower, the consumption of mana alone is not a damage.

"I see. An Lina nodded, indicating that she understood the teacher's words. She carefully picked up Cheese from his knees and led him back into the forest, where there was a portal to the Grey Tower.

After the departure of the vampire ancestor, Clark is also ready to continue his journey, and he was also planned by Ann Lina on the grounds that it was necessary to inherit the Gray Tower. And as the object of consuming that terrifying energy, the lord of the forest in this forest can only be said to be the most suitable stake. Although killing an existence of this level is bound to cause chaos, as an existence of Clark's level, he doesn't care about pressure or questioning from all sides. In other words, there was no one qualified to question him for a long time.

But just as the Lord of the Grey Tower was about to leave, he suddenly felt something, and Clarke was surprised to see his gaze fall on the wreckage of the Lord of the Forest, although it was extremely small, but a dark blue shoot did grow from the wreckage.

"It's not dead...... Should we say it's a plant?" masked the gray-robed mage to himself.