Sword and Magic and Taxi

? "Good come!" Zhao Mai rushed up. The flame spear emits a dazzling light, like a poisonous snake attacking, piercing from the tiger's mouth, and hitting the eyes of the strange ghost.

　　 "The same trick is of no use to me!" The female ghost turned around, her feet were off the ground, her body rotated like a whirlpool, like a silk cloth rolled up by the wind, flutteringly avoiding the straight flame spear. The ice crystal long-handled knife stretched out from the whirlpool and cut into Zhao Mai's ribs in a crescent-like arc.

　　 Zhao Mai directly pulled the spear back. The weapon made by the spell moved with the mind, the tail of the spear changed to the tip of the spear, and it continued to attack the alien ghost. "You use the whirlpool?" Zhao Mai directly pointed the tip of the spear at the center of the whirlpool, and prepared to explode the weapon after the hit, allowing the flame to enter her fragile core.

　　 "Smelly man!" The strange ghost knew that flame weapons could not be blocked, so he used a long-handled knife to poke the ground and used it as a fulcrum to change the direction of his flight. She stepped on two muddy gullies with her bare feet and slid a distance before she could stop. Long silver hair floated, ice-blue eyes flickered in the hair, and a smile hung on his lips: "If you put down the flame spear and use your warm flesh and blood spear, I always welcome you to enter my whirlpool."

　　 "On this dirty scale, you are also a mortal character!" Zhao Mai raised his spear and threw it forward, and a red ray of fire flew towards the strange ghost. The female ghost opened her mouth wide, and countless ice crystals and snow mist sprayed out, colliding with the flames. Only a bang was heard, and a cloud of mist exploded between the strange ghost and Zhao Mai.

　　 "Where?" The strange ghost was about to raise his hand to freeze the mist. Suddenly, a black shadow appeared from the fog, and a little orange light was on the top of the black shadow. Before she could react, her chest was penetrated. "Obsidian! It hurts! It hurts! You bad man!" The female ghost cried out loudly, but she didn't turn into broken ice?

　　 Zhao Mai walked through the fog and was quite surprised when he saw this scene: "What's the matter? You should be dead now! Obsidian is to the strange ghost..." He suddenly understood.

　　 "Hmph, obsidian, I am not without it." The female ghost yanked to the side, pulling her body out of the obsidian spear. She pointed to her abdomen: "My obsidian is here. The children of the forest killed my child and replaced him with obsidian. My child..." She gave a weird smile, stretched out her tongue and licked her lips. "But, my child took revenge for me. The children of the forest are finally dead! And, I have found a suitable husband, I will have children again, haha."

　　The Son of the Forest himself admitted that many of their practices thousands of years ago were quite barbaric and primitive, and the strange ghost in front of him seemed to have experienced such a terrible scene.

　　 "A tragic story." Zhao Mai said: "For this story, I am willing to give you one last chance. Take all your ghosts, go back to the north, and don't come out again."

"No! The north is mine, everything in this world will be ours! The ancestors will finally win the victory of conquering Westeros, in my form! Immortality! Immortal! And I will eventually learn how to cross the sea and let the ice God has become the faith of the whole world!"

　　 "Well, now that you have given up the opportunity and made a choice, then I can rest assured to clean up you." Zhao Mai said: "You are just not afraid of obsidian, there are many ways to kill you."

　　 "I won't die, even if you destroy my body, it doesn't matter." The female ghost said: "Han Bing Yong..."

　　 A bolt of lightning came out of thin air and penetrated through her head. The silver hair was covered by black burn marks, and through the pale skin, you could even see a lightning crack from head to toe. Zhao Mai raised his hand and continued to gather the energy of the Force of Nature: "Although I like to use weapons, I am actually a spellcaster."

　　 "Come on! Zhao Mai, come on!" Xiao Hua called out loudly. She couldn't stay in Ador for long, she came out early. The group of people has gotten into a taxi, and the ghostly Bran is treating them. Although Zhao Mai once taught him, he has very few natural force spells, and he mainly relies on pouring natural force into the patients to improve their resistance and recovery ability. It seems that Jiujian and Mela should be able to get their lives back. The conditions in the summer when they were frozen into popsicles are not so good. The grain reserves are scratching hard with their paws, constantly scraping the ice cubes.

　　 The taxi that has become a bus still prevents Ado from getting on. The taxi is just a camouflage shape. It can't fit into a three-meter-tall giant without a convertible. Even if the shape looks good, it can't do it. Addo gave up after trying a few times, sitting outside the taxi alone, watching the battle between Zhao Mai and the female ghost nervously.

　　 Don’t look at the appearance of Summoning Thunder, but Zhao Mai actually has troubles. The flow of the natural force in this place is extremely slow, as if he had fallen into the paste. The spell of the flame knife is better. The natural force still changes as usual after entering his body, and it will not be affected when used. The spells that can leave his body, such as the thundering spell, are like downloading high-definition movies with a 56k modem— -It's good if things that are purely a test of patience don't crash.

　　 For a long time, the second thunder could not come down, and at this time the ghost had recovered. The power of nature has declined, but the power of ice has become stronger, so her wounds have been recovering. Zhao Mai didn't wait for the spell, and there was no need to continue playing with her.

　　 "Spiritual element!" Zhao Mai called the natural force to assist him in transforming, a white ball of light appeared on the battlefield, and a raging spiritual flame burned on the surface. Despite being six or seven meters away, the strange female ghost still felt extremely hot, and her clothes burned quickly, and soon there was nothing left.

　　 She looked down at her curve and showed it generously. "Did you see it? This black area is where the children of the forest put the obsidian. Day and night, every moment, I can feel the heat emitted here, I feel that I am still alive, I will feel it The hatred of the living, I will gather the anger of the dead, and I will never stop! Come on, pierce me, burn me, but you will eventually find that everything you do is meaningless."

　　 "A lot of nonsense." After Zhao Mai transforms, the natural force becomes thinner, and it becomes very troublesome to use the natural force flame. He had to use psychic powers to create flames, although slightly weaker than natural fires, it should be enough to deal with strange ghosts.

　　 The strange ghost held the obsidian spear in both hands~www.NovelMTL.com~ and used it as a weapon. "Strange, where did you put this thing just now? Why did you throw it out suddenly?" She muttered to herself naturally, and then smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll know it eventually."

　　The flame knife constructed by psychic powers collided with the obsidian spear, Zhao Mai secretly used force, and the mental element had a strong catalytic effect on the abilities, so the power knife shattered the obsidian spear and severely slashed on the strange ghost. Zhao Mai suddenly exploded flames on the strange ghost, igniting her from the inside out! Blue flames rose into the sky, and howls of pain resounded throughout the world.

　　 "Burn it! Burn it!" Zhao Mai did not relax at all, and kept strengthening the flame until he burned the strange ghost to ashes. In the end, only one oval obsidian fell on the snow, and the residual heat melted the ice and snow, and made a loud noise.

　　The gray smoke curled up, Zhao Mai looked around, the female ghost disappeared. At this moment, he heard countless footsteps, crackling and approaching. In a short while, more than twenty strange ghosts and countless ghouls gathered from the hillside. They broke through the defense line of the children of the forest and surrounded from the direction of the valley. Countless blue eyes looked at Zhao Mai, like stars in the sky.

　　 "It just happens that I can't play well." Zhao Mai said. (To be continued.) Find this site to search for \"CM\" or enter the URL: