The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

Although Father Taylor's words sounded a bit general.

But in fact, knowing this kind of thing is really not very reliable.

Take ‘geocentric theory’ and ‘heliocentric theory’ for example.

The "geocentric theory" is an idea formed by the Miletus school. It was put forward by Eudox, perfected by Aristotle, and further developed by Ptolemy. It became the truth in the hearts of the ancient Greeks, and it became their belief in the world Cognition and dominated the ancient Greek astronomical system for more than 1,300 years.

However, it was overthrown and shattered by the ‘Heliocentric Theory’ that followed in a turbulent manner.

For a long time afterwards, the ‘heliocentric theory’ replaced the ‘geocentric theory’ and became the truth of astronomy, as well as the ‘cognition’ in people’s minds.

It can be seen from this that the so-called cognition is nothing more than a fanatical follow.

Just like the real strength of the Griffin in the mouth of Mr. Taylor, it is actually just a theoretical value tested by the Adventurer’s Guild after being a pet that was raised in cubs.

Everyone knows that once any creature loses its original wildness, its yearning for freedom, and its desire to fight, it will become a bereavement dog that is not as good as a salted fish. People enslaved.

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

Therefore, the fighting power that the Griffon raised as a pet is only a direct manifestation of its physical strength, and has nothing to do with its true fighting level and fighting will.

Speaking of this, some people may be curious. Isn't Xiaozhi now also domesticated? Why is it becoming stronger and stronger, and it can even easily tear and demonize bats?

Regarding this point, I want to emphasize that: mascots and pets are not the same!

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

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

Although the result of every wrestling is Xiaozhi's fiasco, I can feel that because of this kind of wrestling, Xiaozhi is growing and getting stronger every day...Although Phoenix is ​​always better than it Just grow faster.

How could such a mascot be comparable to a pet for fun and admiration!

Let's talk about Godot and Griffin.

There is no doubt that Griffin's momentum is a strong word.

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

When one person and one monster were three meters apart, the Griffon attacked first without hesitation.

Its attack method is simple and direct-pat with its paws.

In that case, it looked like a cat playing with a mouse.

The huge and sharp claws were unstoppably snapped down, stirring up gusts of wind, whistling around Godot.

Godot raised his hand, stroked the hair that was tossed by the wind, and suddenly a burst of rapid chanting broke out in his mouth. As the chanting sounded, white light bloomed around his body, like a glowing human-shaped light bulb. The power of fading that has never been truly released.

The strong fading power kept swirling around him. Although not as strong as the fading power of Emily and Bai Yunying, it was also several times thicker than Harold's fading power.

The extremely fast chanting sound ended before the huge claws shot, and in front of him, a tall and heavy colored light wall was erected out of thin air.

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

It is the largest and thickest magic barrier he has released so far!

Can this magical barrier like a wall be able to withstand the terrifying claws of a griffon?

The huge claws patted against the thick colored wall in the blink of an eye.

The magic barrier uttered a clear scream, starting from the contact point between the sharp nails and the wall, and continuously extending a tortuous crack.

It looks like a river that divides the earth into two horizontally in the middle!

However, even after being hit so hard, the colorful light wall still stood firm, not broken or collapsed.

The blow failed, and the Griffin became angry.

Perhaps on this island, before we came here, it has always been an invincible existence on the island, rambling the island and eating everywhere.

But today, its majesty and its lofty supremacy have been challenged!

The four ant-like existences in front of them dare to provoke their existence like a king!

Ever since, it was angry.

An angry griffin is crazy, just like an angry lion, a crazy meow.

First, the big paws were raised high, and they couldn't help but beating continuously.

After a series of heavy blows, the thick magical barrier finally appeared depressed.

The cracked colored light wall constantly has new scars added, and at the same time, there will be fragments falling off the light wall from time to time. Those fragments will turn into a cloud of light and dissipate in the air before landing.

This crazy slapping made Griffin very happy, but Godot was not so comfortable.

He kept singing spells, struggling to support the magic barrier, and at the same time, he had to take time out to think about what to do next.

Frowning, leaning against the tree, I turned my head and asked Taylor: "Old man, do you think Godot can hold it?"

"Yes," Taylor wiped the crimson syrup dripping from the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "I didn't see that he was just supporting him now, and he didn't launch an attack."

"Indeed, he did not launch an attack." I smiled bitterly and said, "But how do I think, how do I feel that he does not want to launch an attack, but that he has no chance to launch an attack at all."

"Oh?" Tyler raised his eyelids: "Why do you see?"

"Didn't your old man see it?" I pointed to the magic barrier, worrying: "The magic barrier is already crumbling under the monster's attack. Godot has already spent a considerable amount of magic to maintain it, and Most of the attention, how could it be possible to care about others."

Having said that, I couldn’t help sighing, and continued: “And you think, the monster’s claws are so huge and sharp, and the slap power is so powerful. How many times can you resist his physique at most?"

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

I'm ashamed, you really forget it...

"But," Taylor said, "Don't underestimate him, this man, there are still a lot of useless cards."

"The hole card?" I couldn't help but wonder.

Taylor smiled slightly and said leisurely: "Don't you think that the pastor industry can only rely on healing and magical barriers to grind opponents to death."

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