Just like now, from Wenren Sheng's perspective, the two sides quickly fell into a pattern of "you hit me once, I kick you once."
However, the Sole Supremacy Society's Third Elder soon discovered that even in this kind of pattern, they were at a severe disadvantage.
It was simple: when they hit Big Cat, it did not react at all. But when Big Cat swiped at them, they would scream miserably.
"Third Elder, this can't go on!" a man whose face had been torn open shouted at the Third Elder commanding the battle.
"Hold on a little longer. I refuse to believe it can keep taking this forever!" The Third Elder was unwilling to admit defeat. Besides, he had no more advantageous weapon at hand.
They had plenty of Bizarreness Objects, with all sorts of functions, but not many could be used directly in battle, and the quantities they had collected were limited.
After all, they were not the Patrol Division. They did not have that kind of organizational or mobilization power.
"Elder, could you have your magic lamp dispel the puppet directly? That cat should be a combat puppet," someone suggested.
"It can't do that. Do you think this lamp grants wishes whenever you please?" The Third Elder glared at him.
But at that moment, it was already Big Cat's turn. It swiped a claw at the Third Elder's right hand, the one holding the Bronze Lamp.
Unfortunately, the lamp seemed to be a bound item. Even after the Third Elder's right hand was slashed open with a huge hole, the lamp remained firmly clutched in his hand.
"Ah, my hand! You damned cat, I'll skin you alive!" the Third Elder cried out in pain.
The others looked at one another. They had the feeling that they had become