Sword and Magic and Taxi

The sand on the top of the head rolled down, piled up into small hills and spread out in all directions, gradually covering the feet of everyone. The fight now has to be carried out in the sand, and every movement will sink, pull up, and raise dust. With the impact of the wind, it gradually turned into a hazy cloud.

The light emitted by the ball of light was blocked by the clouds and emitted a weird halo. Flames, ice and lightning shuttled through the halo, and the sound of weapon collisions was endless. Despite the replacement of various weapons, the tauren still failed to achieve results. Not to mention killing someone, even serious injuries were not caused.

Ricas and Butcher have become more proficient in their cooperation. They don't need language communication to know what kind of cover the other party needs, forming an effect of one plus one greater than two. Butcher learned a lot of useful tricks from Likas, and Likas streamlined the complicated tricks from Butcher, and became more suitable for battlefield use. Their tacit understanding has formed a suppressive effect, which has been shrouded in the tauren, making him completely unable to unfold it.

Zhao Mai was the second blockade. He commanded three black scale ghost lizards, circling the battlefield, seizing the opportunity to make up for the flaws, taking over the fighting rhythm, and giving Butcher and Ricas a chance to rest. The tauren wanted to kill Zhao Mai as soon as possible, but there was always a black scale ghost lizard who was desperate to cover it, and the combined force of several beasts made the tauren unable to fight. The Tauren's armor can help him slide away from piercing and slashing attacks, and can also form a buffer when encountering bludgeoning and huge impact, but it is not an absolute defense for taxis after all. Even if the tauren wanted to move forward, he was always beaten and even backed up, let alone escaped.

Looking at the rising smoke and dust, Santilly thought of a good idea to deal with the ball of light. She manipulated the airflow to form a sandstorm cloud, covering the top of everyone's heads. If dark clouds can block the sun's rays in the sky, wouldn't it be better for clouds formed by more dense sand? The ball of light cannot be aimed, so even when it gathers, it fails to emit energy rays. Although this also reduced the surrounding light, everyone finally did not have to worry about attacks from overhead.

The sand storm cloud won't dissipate for a while, but the tauren can't hold on anymore. Several people deliberately focused their attack on the tauren's nose, which was indeed a weakness of the shield. Gradually, everyone saw the difference. The light near the shield near the tip of the tauren's nose began to blur, like a mirage formed by heat in the sand, fluttering and disappearing at any time. Everyone was fighting with high spirits, and Rikas seized the opportunity to smash the tip of the tauren's nose with a sword! In a faint crackling explosion, the shield was finally shattered. The tauren staggered a few steps, and a deep cut appeared on his nose.

Blood flowed from between the tauren's fingers, and the rolled sand hit him directly instead of being removed by the shield.

Butcher dashed up, grabbed the tauren's halberd with both hands, and put a head hammer between the tauren's eyebrows. He lifted his foot along the way, kicked the tauren down, and snatched the weapon in his hand.

"Don't kill me!" The tauren lay on the ground, raised his hands, and swiped his thumb across the horn. At the moment Butcher was in a trance, the tauren disappeared from the ground with a scream.

The halberd fell heavily, but only hit the sand. Butcher quickly turned around, the weapon revolved around him, but he couldn't find the tauren. "He ran away?" Butcher pricked his ears to listen, still nothing.

Zhao Mai did not relax at all. Judging from the situation just now, this is not like teleportation, but it does not seem like invisibility. At this time, he could only rely on the black ghost lizard's nose, so he let go of the three black beasts.

The black ghost lizard glanced at each other, then dived under the sand. They are creatures that can hide in the sand sea, and there is a lot of sand falling from the top of the cave, enough for them to exert this characteristic.

"I don't think he ran away." Zhao Mai disappeared from the tauren, and closed his eyes instead. He focused his senses on magic, radiating psychic powers like a radar wave, and at the same time feeling the changes in the natural force around him.

At this moment, he noticed that Sadiri's state was very wrong. At the feet of the female mage, an expanding vortex was frantically absorbing magical energy, and the nearby life force was wailing in fear. This is a situation that only appears in the defiler mage. Once this power enters Satiri’s body, she will no longer be able to effectively control the power requirements when casting magic in the future. Is causing irreversible damage.

But she is a member of the Masked Alliance, and the Masked Alliance protects the Guardian Mage and hunts down all the Defiler Mage, which means that Sadiri will be hunted down by her friends and teachers! She also knew that things would get worse and worse, tears flowed unceasingly, and choked up her throat. However, Satiri pressed her mouth tightly to prevent her grief and regret from affecting her fighting companions.

She herself was very frightened, knowing that the fate of the blasphemer was inevitable, it was only a moment earlier and later later. In fact, if it weren't for the care of the planet's will, Shatiri had already fallen. A thought appeared in Zhao Mai's mind, and he suspected it was a ghost of the planet's will. But this idea was originally his plan.

Satiri belongs to this world, but Zhao Mai is not. What if she is cast aside as a blasphemer by the people of this world? He made a reassuring gesture to Shadiri, then immediately squatted down, pressed his hands against the ground, and used his attraction to the natural force to gather magic power without any hesitation! "Obey my will and follow my call." Zhao Mai continued to increase his strength, seemingly endless. He is a druid, and his affinity for life energy should be higher than that of the mage, and his deliberate actions, really attracted the desecrated energy vortex under Sadiri's feet.

When the female mage saw Zhao Mai's actions, she was stunned and understood what he was going to do. But soon, she obviously felt lighter on her body, the feeling of loss of control disappeared, the curse of profane energy no longer threatened her, and the control of magic returned. She hurriedly withdrew the spell and looked at her hands with lingering fear. It was only a moment away from becoming a blasphemous mage, a moment the size of a needle. Tears flowed down her eyes, and Zhao Mai imprinted all the curse on her back into her heart. Zhao Mai became a blasphemer instead of her, and was always hated by Atasi, and she was spared because of this. After a few violent gasps, Satiri still couldn't hold on. The fatigue of overcasting made her eyes black and fainted.

Zhao Mai also radiated his own psychic powers, continuously extending through the sand. The earth's vitality full of hatred was transformed into a violent natural force, which once again penetrated into his body, but he still held it in, as if he wanted to carry on this absorption and blasphemy forever. If Satiri saw this scene, she might be scared to death by Zhao Mai's crazy behavior! No one wants to bear such a huge blasphemous energy curse, which will affect a spellcaster's control of energy and affect the future!

However, this scene successfully led the tauren out, and his goal was only Zhao Mai from beginning to end. Bull head appeared out of thin air, holding a dagger with the night and starry sky in his hand, and stab Zhao Mai's spine from behind.

"Caught you!" Zhao Mai didn't see the tauren, he just noticed the void of the natural force behind him. It was like an obstacle emerging from a continuous space, abrupt and obvious. Invisibility can obscure the sensing of light, but it cannot compensate for other disturbances formed in the energy field (such as the natural force). Without hesitation, Zhao Mai immediately activated the quicksand spell in his hand, turning himself and the sandy ground behind him extremely soft at the same time.

The tauren tilted his body, just like Zhao Mai, all under his knees were sunk in the sand. However, the tauren did not give up the attack. He suddenly exerted force from his waist, and suddenly stretched out his left hand to grab Zhao Mai's shoulder, still struggling to draw a deadly arc with the dagger in his right hand. But no one thought that at this time, Zhao Mai could suddenly move forward when half of his legs were trapped in the sand and did not make any movements, and he slipped out of the tauren's grasp!

"No!" The tauren sank suddenly, and the sand had covered his thighs, making him completely immobile! Two black ghost lizards, one on the left and the other on the right, emerged from the quicksand with their heads biting on his shoulder. They don't tear, just keep the bite state, just for fear that he will "disappear invisible" by some other method.

Zhao Mai slowly "rises" from the sand~www.NovelMTL.com~ Under his feet, a black ghost lizard curls his ankle with its tail, and has been lurking in the sand. It was it who used its sand movement ability to help Zhao Mai change his position, avoiding a fatal blow at the critical moment. But it was also dying now. After all, when Zhao Mai attracted the curse of profane energy, the black ghost lizard was right below him, and a large amount of life energy was violently sucked away by him. What's more, there will be quicksand skills afterwards, which will consume life force when cast, and it is an iron law in Atasi, and there will never be any wavering.

"Sorry," Zhao Mai knew that this black ghost lizard would age rapidly and would never be as strong and healthy as before. If the tauren had a little more patience and came out a little later, Zhao Mai might completely **** the lizard to death. If that happens, Zhao Mai can only... let the next one take over.

Cruel? Perhaps this is the price to be paid to win at Artas. The tauren's shoulders were bitten into pieces, and the hatred in his eyes burned like flames. "If it weren't for my magic ship crashing and losing most of its equipment, you wouldn't survive at all!"

"That's right." Zhao Mai picked up the tauren's dagger that had fallen to the ground, and pierced his throat in the sight of him finally becoming frightened. The tauren’s last words were ambiguous and seemed to be: "For..."

"This is for my freedom." Zhao Mai said: "It's theirs next." (To be continued.)