Sword and Magic and Taxi

interesting? Is this the correct way to evaluate a battle? Facing the two people suspended in mid-air, Alfonso no longer knew how to express. He slapped his head, his two hands were in the shape of a pyramid with ten fingers facing each other on his chest, and then he continued to look up.

Everything he can see will be recorded by the spell, forming a projection that can be played repeatedly. In the area enclosed by his two palms, the image is actually three-dimensional, which can be rotated, enlarged and reduced at any angle. Alfonso knew his abilities were limited, let alone intervening, he couldn't understand it. His eyes can't keep up with Zhao Mai's speed, so the image left will be intermittent. But... this is the best opportunity to get to know Mike Longhou. The senior management of the bank and Continental Hotel will definitely be very interested.

"Dizziness! Disease! Poisoning! Petrification! Transformation! Slowness! Stagnancy!" The old mage showed colorful magic methods in front of Zhao Mai, and the endless curses were also eye-opening. "Corrosion! Autophagy! Exhaustion! Aging! Festering! Mentally retarded!"

"Hey, who are you talking about! Cast the spell, why curse!" Zhao Mai snorted and continued to stop in the air to observe, just like a museum visitor looking at the exhibits through the glass. He also held the eight-eyed sword, poking at the mage's phantom, to test whether he could feel the magic fluctuations, it can be said that his actions are awkward and his posture is arrogant.

The old mage felt humiliated, and he couldn't get angry, but his curse had no effect, which made him nowhere to vent his anger. Through the feedback "feel", he was pretty sure that almost all of his spells hit Zhao Mai, and most of them should have taken effect, but he couldn't see any changes in his opponent! How is this going?

The fully transformed body of the Devil Dragon can conduct magical energy away, reduce its power, or bounce back, but it cannot let the spell disappear out of thin air. It's just that his Z Worm's physical state has a considerable advantage when facing curses.

Although Zhao Mai looks like a human with a head, body and limbs, he is constructed from Z-worm cells, each of which can be said to be a complete living body that can survive independently. The curse magic of the old mage can only curse one or two cells at a time after most of the energy has been taken away by the dragon's skin-changing magic. These spells did all work, but Zhao Mai didn't bother to treat or regenerate the scale of damage to the one or two cells. He scratched with his fingers for a while, and healed with his normal renewal in a few days.

It is with this convenience that Zhao Mai can calmly face each other: "The bear boy who came before is easy to move. He uses his mind to deceive the space, first cause the result and then force the world to make up for the cause. Will you also use it? This method?" Zhao Mai said while observing the other's expression, hoping to obtain information from the twitching of the corner of his eye or the small change in wrinkles. Unexpectedly, the mage on the opposite side was very cunning and kept his emotions under anger.

As a mage, he would definitely not hang himself on the tree of cursing spells. "I will throw you into the bottomless abyss, and let the endless demons tear you apart and devour you, until you become one of countless dead bones!" The mage's fingers radiated bright purple light, each with evil, chaos and The rune of horror tries to construct a spatial vortex. Zhao Mai snapped his fingers, and the vortex was directly destroyed by his domain.

"If I really go to the bottomless abyss, it is definitely not the devil who eats me, but the other way around." Zhao Mai continued to ponder, while saying: "It stands to reason that in my domain, the power that I cannot understand will not It works. You can still swing around here to cast magic, then the actual location must not be within my domain. In other words, all magic is projected in some way."

"At the same time, you can see me, hear me, and feel my power, which means that there is information communication between us, but it does not necessarily have to be direct contact. The light emitted from my body does not shine. In your eyes, but it is very likely that its impact on the surrounding environment is indirectly received by you. Considering your so-called grandson Yi’s ability in space, I guess you have constructed a space barrier in some way, like a maze Same, only you know how to exert indirect influence."

"This labyrinth must be dangerous and full of traps in space, and you are likely to be able to constantly change positions to avoid other people's pursuit. In this way, you have achieved the distance the mage dreams of and cast the spell safely, but unfortunately you met me. Such a person who is not afraid of spells..." Zhao Mai scratched his head and praised: "Although I don't know how you did it, it must be an exquisite, dynamic and intelligent structure, which is worth admiring."

Many people can remain calm in the face of insults and injuries, but few remain indifferent in the face of praise. Zhao Mai saw the wrinkles at the corners of his mouth become tighter, knowing that he was smiling smugly in his heart. It is very possible that his inference is correct, and he is quite confident in his system and does not think that Zhao Mai will be able to catch him.

The curse spell has no effect, and the space-forced teleportation spell is easily destroyed. It seems that this guy named Mike Dragon Roar is still very restrained from the ability of the wizard, no wonder it is easy to be killed. Thinking of this, he became furious, determined to use a powerful spell storm to ruthlessly destroy his opponent!

An unusually complex model of a spell was constructed in his hand, and dense runes were layered together, like a delicate clock. "The **** of magical power said that you should be punished." The old mage constructed a clock with hammers and bells in his palm~www.NovelMTL.com~ The dial is not an hour and minute hand, but 60 equal divisions. And a pointer that can be moved. "The Hammer of God Strike will destroy you, and after you die, I will bear the remaining time. How much countdown should I set for you?"

Zhao Mai ignored him and focused on spying with psychic powers. He already felt that the divine power was about to move in the void, it should have been summoned by the old mage, but he still didn't care.

The old mage thought that Zhao Mai was frightened, so he said to himself: "This spell is difficult for every mage to choose. Victory or defeat is only a matter of thought. But when punishment can never come, of course I It’s about choosing the largest time, hahahaha!"

"Oh……"

"Countdown Doom: Hammer of God!" The mage directly dialed the pointer from 0 to the maximum 60, and then looked at Zhao Mai proudly. The divine power in the void condenses into a magic hammer, ignoring the protection of all mortal spells and abilities, whether it is body, energy or soul, it is within its striking range. The first hammer is only the size of a palm and has only one attack, but the following hammers will continue to generate, the hammer will become bigger and stronger, and the attack will not stop until the countdown ends.

With the hammer hit hard, Zhao Mai raised his hand and crushed it in the air.