"Haha, hahahaha!" Erdo laughed heartily as he pointed to his opponent, "how stupid, the way you are now is what you do." I've changed my mind, I'm going to take you back to the abyss like this, and let you spend the rest of your life in this miserable state!"

Now Cheese has lost the ability to speak, his left eye is cloudy, and the magical aura that is always jumping in it is not visible at this time. And although he still retains his sanity in his right eye, this ability to think has become insignificant under the influence of magic. The out-of-control energy is changing the mage's body structure from within, and this change is temporary, but once it exceeds a certain point, it may become eternal for the time being.

Cheese is well aware of what is happening to his body, and this is not the first time he has encountered this condition. Even when he was younger, he had been mired in a deeper quagmire than that. The problem is that although the mage has had similar experiences, none of his solutions can be done on his own. He needs help, and he needs the help of another powerful spellcaster.

On the ice field, there is no other spellcaster, and even if there is, I am afraid he will not risk approaching the angry Abyss Lord to rush to help the mage. It was close to the Grey Tower, but without the help of magic, it would have taken Cheese two weeks to get there. The thought that no one is going to help you is in his head and lingers. This is the end of you, Cheese, and the abuse of the power of the forbidden will eventually lead to such a result, don't you already know it?

"Blame yourself, your recklessness and impulsiveness will ruin you sooner or later. The shadow of the Lord of the Grey Tower appeared in front of the mage's eyes, and he said indifferently to his apprentice in a condescending manner. "This is the path you chose, even though you are in a gray robe but you learn to survive like a mortal, it is as ridiculous as a bird practicing crawling, do you see the result?" An Lina's image also sneered on the side.

The two men who had influenced Cheese's entire life so far gave him a hard blow in words, and the mage, who was tormented in pain, couldn't tell if it was a hallucination or not.

And that's not all, behind An Lina and Clark, Elsa, whose limbs are mutilated, and her abdomen is cut open and her internal organs are flowing outward, looks at him with terrible eyes, "It's all because of you, aren't you a mage? Why can't you solve these problems? Your incompetence has killed everyone!"

Shadows, lightning, more and more of what Cheese has seen, dead people appear to him as deceased, and even later, even those who should still be alive join them, rebuking the mage for his incompetence and cowardice.

"Because of you, I've become a monster!" Jack, whose human and wolf bodies merged together in a very incongruous manner, drooled at the corners of his mouth and growled.

"Because of you, we have lost our home!" shouted the inhuman people they had seen in the Turbidity refugee camp, tormented by the early nezumi plague, pointing at him.

"We trust you so much, but you have failed us!" Wolf, the lord of the Iron Castle, was covered in blood, and behind him were the miserable Sander and Louise, who had been eaten by rats.

"I ......" was immersed in unconscious hallucinations, Cheese's only remaining right eye hung weakly, his lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but after struggling for a long time, he could only say one word and could no longer speak.

"At the end of the day, you're no different from me, pathetic fellow. The chief apothecary whispered in the mage's ear as a nezumi, "You think you have great talent, but don't you end up like this? ”

"You have dishonored the name of the Grey Robe, and your strength comes only from your twisted within. And now, this inner is about to consume you. The cursed crow seemed to be pitiful, as if to say it with disdain.

"Don't, don't say it... Please—" The mage's voice was only pleading, dark brown tears in his cloudy left eye, but even though he tried all his might to ask for forgiveness from the apparitions, they still didn't forgive him, and the curses, insults, and shouts filled his ears, making Cheese desperate to poke himself deaf.

"With a funny name, what you do is as ridiculous as the name you tell them! Listen, Cheese, is this a personal name? I even doubt that I will be able to make a deal with you and I will pay off. A soul like you, thrown into the abyss, no demon is willing to eat it, if it weren't for you being a disciple of the gray robe, who would look up to you?" said the devil in the smiley mask, dancing with joy, and the expression on his mask changed from a smile to a maniacal laugh.

"Oh, you look miserable, little mage. Maybe I can help you. Erdo's huge figure walked up to Cheese as well, he smiled cruelly, and then slammed his fist into the mage's abdomen, the real pain made Cheese understand that this was not an illusion, but what could he do? The deformed body flew up in the Demon Lord's thump and fell into the snow. Undor didn't intend to let go of the wizard who had once defeated him, and he walked over to Cheese again, pulling him up with what had once been his left arm, punching and pouring out sadistic desires.

"Vomit!" Blood, fragments of internal organs, and unknown pus, all mixed together, spurted out as the demon beat him, not only the mouth, but also the cheese's nasal passages, ear canals, and even eyes oozed liquid from the serial blows. He fainted so much that it would be better to even die. But the tenacious vitality of the unspeakable power did not allow the mage to do this, his mind was blurred, but his body still faithfully fed back every bit of pain.

"Are you going to give up? like I was then. A hand with a ring of thorns touched Cheese's face, and there was no disappointment in Klanty's voice, only sadness and pity.

I...

"Even a guy like me has come to this point, and you tell me you want to give up? Look at the axe in my hand, I don't care if I'm stupid or not, I refuse to accept a failed future! So you have to come along, you know? Without you, we don't know where to go. Lothar flicked his tomahawk lightly and smiled.

Can't yet...

"Magic doesn't matter, neither does talent. Only the heart is the key to becoming oneself. Roland said as he took a puff on his pipe and exhaled a smoke ring.

"Ah!!" shouted, shaking the heavens and the earth. The sound was no longer a simple sound wave, no longer a fluctuation of the air, what erupted from the cheese's mouth was more abstract, it was like some kind of signal, passing through the confines of space in an unbelievable way, and instantly resounding in places where the sound could not be communicated.

Twisted limbs, necrotic, falling off, the human body under the gray robe is thin but complete. The mage's eyes regained focus, and he looked at the demon that was clutching him, and there was not the slightest confusion in those two jewel-like eyes, only the purest white, like this wasteland.

Erdo saw those eyes, too, and unlike the other power that Cheese had used before, the sheer and sheer magic power made the Demon Lord wonder whether to rejoice or fear for a moment. Soon, though, the mage made a choice for him.

The right hand, stretched out, the cold wind on the ice field surged, whistling, as if to send the ice and snow of the whole world to this hand. Soon, a pure and transparent spear appeared in Cheese's hand in the pile, and he took a deep breath, swung down his right arm and sent the spear in his hand into the demon's grip on his arm. For the first time, the scorching blood that had never stopped in Erdu's body changed, and the Abyss Lord watched with incredible eyes as his arm was stabbed by a spear like a toothpick and began to white, freeze, crack, and finally shatter into pieces of cold frozen flesh.

Without the clamps, the mage fell lightly to the ground. The Demon Lord, who had lost an entire arm, had not yet reacted, and he stared at his disappeared arm, as if he was still thinking about what had happened.