Sword and Magic and Taxi

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　　 Hamana slowly raised his arm, his movements looked awkward and awkward due to the terrible wound and the clogged lava. He stretched out a finger at Zhao Mai, a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He said softly, as if chanting a hymn: "No creature can resist death. The sun, flames and light will end you."

　　 A black ray shot from his fingertips and flew towards Zhao Mai. This is a strange spell, because Zhao Mai cannot feel any energy fluctuations from the black rays. Before the ray flew one-third of the distance, Zhao Mai felt the threat and moved to the right on a whim. Sure enough, he was hit inexplicably, and his left arm and left shoulder disappeared together, dissolving the black smoke rising in the air.

It turns out that this spell is very restrained and invisible at all. The black rays are just the residues left after the spell passes through, the scars left when the natural force and various substances disappear and annihilate along the way. The real attack is still black. Before the ray. Zhao Mai recalled how he felt when he was hit. What he could think of was the heat that was irresistible, just like the surface of the sun. Even if the Zerg cells can adapt to the environment, they cannot survive on the surface of the sun unless they are prepared.

　　 "This is dragon magic? It's really a good ability. It is estimated that when you witch kings are fighting, you can't withstand each other's strength, right?" Zhao Mai stood steadily, the muscles near the wound constantly wriggling. "When I was a kid, I read a cartoon in which there was a villain named Sharu who grew almost half of his body with a slap. I'm sorry, I can't regenerate so fast, I let you down."

　　 Even if he expressed his apologies, Zhao Mai recovered his physical integrity when he finished speaking. He moved his new left arm to test and adjust the natural force and the fluency of psychic powers. "Well, can you make another attack just now, this time I promise not to hide."

　　 Hamana didn't know what to say, and the smiling face would definitely not be the scene. The muscles on his face tangled together, gritted his teeth and released black rays again towards Zhao Mai. Zhao Mai raised his hand, and the white ice gathered in his palm, blocking the invisible rays of destruction. The cold and heat collided, and Zhao Mai's chill was immediately dissipated. However, this action had at least a slight slow effect, and Zhao Mai also took this opportunity to get a glimpse of the true face of this spell. He shrank his hands back, the coldness kept cold, and he used the method of exhaustion to prevent the rays from approaching.

　　 Unfortunately, it still failed. The rays once again burned part of Zhao Mai's body, and he lost a large piece of his chest and waist. But he still stood firm, his body continued to regenerate, and soon returned to its original state. For Zhao Mai, there is a division of labor for body organs, but he has no concept of vital points. Even if they are all burned to ashes in the Doomsday Volcano, as long as the worm heart ring is still there and the zworm race is still there, then he "should not disappear."

　　 "This is totally unreasonable!" Hamana felt that he was experiencing the most weird and dumbfounding day of his life, and it was also the most terrifying day. Even when the fighters were summoned by Polis to unite and overthrow and seal Rajat, he was not as scared as he is now. "What kind of monster are you? Why don't you die!"

"Everyone is a monster, but I blame more, you go far on the bad road, and each has its own merits." Zhao Mai holds the Zhenjin sword. In theory, this weapon can be very effective and safe to block. The Witch King’s weird energy ray, but he was still reluctant to do this experiment. In fact, the attack was especially effective during a surprise attack. In frontal combat, as long as you are prepared, you can still avoid it.

　　 "I take back what I said before, Karak died innocently. He is the mage among us, I am an assassin, we have our own strengths." Hamana said: "You are different, you are just a **** pervert!"

　　 "Just tell the life and death and victory or defeat, why curse?" Zhao Mai moved two steps, avoiding the direction of Hamana's finger. "Look how good I am. I never said that you are a false god, a liar, an executioner, a sadist, an arrogant delusion, a small belly, a capricious wall rider, and a heavy exhibitionist who likes to become a lion and swagger everywhere. Now, lions all have premature **** problems, do you know that?"

　　 "You..." Hamana's anger was completely ignited. He mobilized all his life energy, prepared to attack indiscriminately, and completely melted the opponent's material existence. He once used this trick to eliminate thousands of trolls on the battlefield, and then collect their life power to support the next use of dragon magic. But this time, his attack came to an abrupt end. Hamana hadn't finished speaking yet, the eight-eyed sword had pierced his forehead, entered from the forehead, penetrated the back of the head, and got stuck in the skull.

　　 The flame above Zhao Mai changed from golden yellow to blue. His psychic powers surged like a tide, and instantly defeated Hamana's protection and held him tightly in his hands. The field of Worm Heart Ring is open. Unless he has his own field to protect, Zhao Mai can always know any actions of his opponent.

　　 A sword stuck in his face, and Hamana was still alive. His eyes couldn't focus, they were scattered from left to right, so he couldn't see clearly until he closed one of them. "This is your strength? The Dragon King is also very difficult to defeat you, but in the beginning the Warlock will destroy you! If you kill us, the Witch King, no one will pay the Dragon King a slave tax. Then the Warlock will be free in the beginning. Er, Yurik, no matter who it is, must pay this survival tax."

"Thank you for telling me, but your attempt to gather magical abilities by talking and taking the opportunity to gather magical abilities will not succeed~www.NovelMTL.com~Zhao Mai uses psionic skills to interrupt Hamana's three unformed spells. "I said, you can't escape, you have to use all your strength to fight for life and death. Don't waste your energy trying to teleport, I can't let you perform successfully. If there is any hidden ability, it can be taken out. I am very curious about you people. "

　　 Hamana knew he was going to die, but laughed instead. He stretched out his tongue, licked the blood and brain from the center of his eyebrows, then applied it to his fangs, making a gurgling sound in his throat. "It tastes really good, but it's not perfect."

　　 "Uh, I wanted to analyze your body modification, but I am suddenly out of interest." Zhao Mai took the hilt of the sword, drew the sword back, and cut off Hamanna's head. For this kind of extremely tenacious creature, be sure to burn every part of the cell, by the way, shoot again with the Avada Mantra, just in case. But this head is still useful and cannot be wasted.

　　 Zhao Mai reappeared in the midair of Uric City, holding Hamana's head in his hand. The grieving priest tried to attack Zhao Mai with magic, but found that he couldn't shoot anything except saliva.

　　 "Your Witch King is dead, and Urik is now yours." He threw his head into the air, and then summoned lightning to smash it with natural force. The Will of the World sensed the changes in Uric City and quickly gathered.

"Hey, that's right." Zhao Mai clearly felt a familiar wave of thought. It was the thought he encountered in the sandstorm when he was trapped in the prison car; it was also the same thought that appeared after he killed the Witch King Karak. It’s to warn him and forbid him to take away Satiri’s thought. rw