Sword and Magic and Taxi

"Interesting, interesting!" Zhao Mai did not panic because of the weakened psionic effect, but became even more excited. I'm not afraid of discovering the problem, I'm afraid that I'm okay with why I'm not a problem and then fall into a big somersault. Since the psychic powers can be weakened by external energy, closing this loophole will make the psychic powers stronger, and maybe there will be energy forms that can strengthen the effects of the powers.

The ghoul gradually broke free, but still moved like a stiff old man suffering from arthritis, and could only move slowly. Zhao Mai's telekinesis ring released a strong white light, changing the restraint into a collision. He summoned a huge phantom of a broken city cone, and then slammed the ghoul hard. Only a sound of broken bones was heard, and the ghoul was shot directly into the yard.

"Scented flowers, like spring in the high court." Master Yimeng closed his eyes, his face showing intoxication.

"Protect him." Zhao Mai rushed out a few steps and jumped directly from the three-story platform of the Bachelor Tower.

He is very sure that the ribs of the ghoul should have been crushed, and the internal organs must have turned into a thick paste. If a person encounters this kind of injury, they must immediately scream. But when he was falling, the ghoul had already stood up, spreading his teeth and dancing claws to attack Zhao Mai who had fallen from the sky.

"If you see it through, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?" At the moment when the ghoul's paw was waving, Zhao Mai made a "double jump" in the air, making a sudden and rapid turn. He jumped directly behind the ghoul, and pierced the ghoul's ankle twice.

The wound expansion ability of the Hunter's Blood Spear did not show any effect. It seems that it can only take effect on flesh and blood, and the ghoul has entered the category of undead. However, the sharpness of the magic weapon was still there, so the two ankles of the ghoul immediately broke apart, turning into pieces like glass, breaking into a ball of ice. Only a few pieces of skin are still connected together, which makes their feet a burden.

Zhao Mai stepped aside two steps, put his gun in his hand, watching the ghoul shaking constantly to find balance. Without the soles of the feet to expand the contact area, the ghouls can only land directly on the ground with their ankles, as if they were walking on stilts. "How much intelligence do you have?" Zhao Mai moved around the ghoul, observing its actions and reactions: "How quickly can you adapt to the new situation?"

The answer is two minutes. The ghoul stood firmly again, turned and faced Zhao Mai. Its speed and explosive power have been greatly reduced, but it still has combat capabilities.

"Now, I want to see what your chill is." Zhao Mai took a small step back, and then shot out with a spear, accurately smashing the ghoul's knee. The reason for this accuracy is that psychic powers play an important role in it, which greatly enhances his observation power, reaction speed, judgment accuracy, and movement coordination. Losing his calf this time, the ghoul lay directly on the ground, then crawled towards Zhao Mai and grabbed it.

Zhao Mai stepped back and looked at what was available around him. Most of the people in the black castle were asleep, but they didn't see the three or four people patrolling and standing guard. I guess they're not good or bad, right? Although ghouls are not much stronger than living people, the panic and panic when they see monsters will greatly reduce their combat effectiveness. This is the reason why most people can't beat zombies single-handedly.

When his eyes passed the stables, Zhao Mai finally found something suitable: a stone drinking trough. It was more than three meters long and was chiseled out of a large rock. The snow that fell inside melted and turned into ice, which obviously added a lot of weight. Zhao Mai used his supernatural powers, and with the help of the telekinesis ring, he directly lifted the stone sink, carried it in the air, and pressed it on the back of the ghoul.

It is estimated that this thing has to be six or seven hundred catties, right? Zhao Mai looked at the struggling ghoul, and it seemed that it couldn't climb out. But to be on the safe side, it is best to eliminate all threats. He concentrated his mind, let the abilities gather from the palm of his hand, and quickly transformed into a long machete.

"Left hand, right hand, now you can only slow motion." Zhao Mai cut off the two hands of the ghoul and found that they could still scratch non-stop. However, the two hands don't have visual and auditory senses, so they only react to touch. For example, if you touch your fingers with a spear, the corpse hand will immediately grab it and clen it tightly, clinging to the palm.

"Now I should try what kind of flame works for you." Zhao Mai flipped his wrist, and the torch hanging on the wall of the black castle flew over. One of his hands was ignited, and it squeaked sharply when it burned. The sound is like throwing an octopus leg on a hot red iron plate. "Why did you think of eating?" Zhao Mai patted his head to focus his attention more.

Then see what effect the fire of the natural force will have. Zhao Mai recites the spell and summons fire to his palm. This is a weak flame, which can only ignite dry grass and dead leaves, and even branches are hard to burn.

But the flame of the force of nature fell on the other hand of the ghoul, and it burned faster than the one lit by the torch, much like the lighted match fell on the pile of alcohol, and a bright flame erupted with a whirr. Light! This time the squeak became a scream, enough to wake people up from sleep.

At the same time, another same "scream" sounded from the conning tower, and then I saw Mr. Xiong in pajamas running out of it, followed by Jon and Bai Ling. They slammed the door shut behind them, and then slammed their shoulders against it. Later, there was a banging sound from the door panel, and the flame on the other side could be seen from the crack in the door.

It seems that they ignited to attack their ghouls, but I don't know if it is one or two? Zhao Mai looked up along the conning tower, and there was still a fire in Xiong Lao's room. Have you found all three ghouls? Zhao Mai confirmed that both Jon En and Elder Xiong were fine, so he turned around, looked down at the ghoul struggling under the stone sink, and hummed, "Can you tell me what the cold is?"

"Uh... ah... hungry..." The ghoul kept making vague voices.

"Forget it, I'll find it by myself, the elimination method." Zhao Mai waved a machete, cut off the limbs of the ghoul part by part, and then lit them with torches or spells~www.NovelMTL.com~ Remember the differences and changes . In the end, the ghoul became a piece of debris, and Zhao Mai finally determined that its heart was the source of the cold.

This is a crystal-like heart, about the size of a walnut. To know that the human heart should be like a clenched fist, it seems that magic makes it shrink. The heart is no longer beating, but the power of magic is constantly radiating outward, and it is this power that weakens the psychic powers.

Without the heart, the ghoul has a head, but it can still move. The mouth kept closing, and he tried to bite Zhao Mai several meters away. The fighting will is hard to say. Zhao Mai looked at it, and the first broken foot of the ghoul was still aside, so he took it and stuffed it into its mouth, so that it was clean. After all, didn't the ghoul always cry hungry?

Sam Welshing, who was carrying an armful of food from the kitchen, rushed out, saw this scene in the courtyard, and sat on the ground with a thud. His face was as pale as snow, his teeth clucked, his breathing was short, and he was obviously frightened.

On the other side, Mr. Xiong, who was saved by Jon, saw what Zhao Mai had done to the ghoul, and shouted: "Gods, what are you doing!"

^o^)/Hi, good evening." Zhao Mai sat on the sink and said, "I'm just about to ask you to get up to the toilet." (To be continued.)