Sword and Magic and Taxi

? Terrasquei roared, and the ground trembled three times. This is just an exaggerated description of the Tarrasque behemoth in the legend, but it does capture some charm. The behemoth that had been sleeping for thousands of years opened up the rock and soil layer, unloaded the heavy burden that had been oppressed on him for thousands of years, and finally saw the sun again.

　　 Xiao Hua sat on the bridge of its nose, grasping a protruding sharp corner, and following the movement of Terrasque. "It hurts, it hurts, these black things hurt me so much!" She continued to play Telasque's soul, reflecting the surrounding situation in real time.

　　 The Z worm no longer blocks the nerve signals, so Tarasque immediately felt the damage done to him by the gland monster in his body. It immediately became angry and roared to the sky, releasing the powerful aura of the monster at the top of the food chain. With this momentum, Zhao Mai could bear it, and other creatures, including Lamashtu's twisted monsters, were completely unable to resist. They stood there blankly, like a mouse being forced into a corner by a cat, all they knew for a while were shivering. Terrasque slashed through his body, and his internal organs, muscles, blood vessels and skin worked together to squeeze out all the black mud-like substances. Then, after only a few seconds of peristalsis, its wounds were completely healed, leaving only the anger caused by the injury.

　　 "Food! Enemy!" Xiao Hua pointed at the gland monster, and Tarasquei immediately followed her heart and launched an attack. It bent over and arched its back, the scales all over its body trembled, and dozens of armor thorns suddenly shot out. As one of the most powerful predators, its armor thorns are not used for defense at all. Each armor thorn has as much power as a siege cone or a giant ballista, even the scales of a dragon. It can be easily penetrated, and it is also possible to string the storm knights with heavy helmets into oden. The most frightening thing is that it has unlimited ammunition: some of the originally short armor spines suddenly began to grow, becoming thick and long; at the location of the launched spines, new spines began to grow. Only a few seconds later, it reloaded again, ready for the next round of launch.

　　 The results of being hit by a thorn are all piercing and death! Such a thorn fell beside Zhao Mai, and after crushing the rock, it disappeared into the deep round hole on the ground. Because of the violent friction, a curl of green smoke rose from the entrance of the cave. With this level of armor piercing ability, unless it is equipped with reactive armor, even the best tank will have to be penetrated by a front shot.

　　 Fortunately, the muzzle velocity of the armor spike is not inevitable-only for Zhao Mai. And Zhao Mai also discovered a weakness of the armor spike, so when he fired in the second round, he took a stride and hid under Tarasque's body. "Huh... there is only the belly without thorns, but it is much safer."

Tarrasque fired ten rounds of armor thorns in a row. There were holes in the potholes. The black glands flowed freely. The horrible killing scared the gallbladders of the Ramashtu monsters. Their madness was completely uncontrollable. Fear, the surviving monsters began to avoid, or climbed to the top of the cave, or got into the tunnel. The giant beast licked its mouth and felt hungry, so he took a bite on the wall of the pit. The rock, soil, monster's corpse, and the thorns embedded in the stone were all swallowed in one bite, chewed twice, and then swallowed.

　　 It is not picky at all, there is no waste under the huge mouth, it gnaws out an upward ladder, and slowly climbs out. Seeing the green-covered earth again, basking in the warm sun again, Terrasque let out a roar of excitement.

　　 "Don't eat anymore, keep your stomach to deal with the enemy." Xiaohua comforted the giant beast and let it target the black gland monsters. Although the taste is not as good as that of cattle, sheep, pigs and horses, the monsters of Ramashtu are at least meat, much better than those that eat mud. Tarasque looked around, then leaned down, aimed and shot the spurs on his chin or head.

　　 Its aiming and shooting ability is not weaker than that of the elf shooter, and its power is even more comprehensive. Zhao Mai watched for a long time, and it seemed that there was no time to make a mistake. The monster that was hit was fixed to the ground even if it was not dead, and then reentered Tarasque's mouth with the armor thorn. This combination of predation and eating ensures that Terrasque can continue to fight, even if he is surrounded by thousands of troops and horses, he will not fail.

　　 "Unexpectedly, you can really control Tarrasque with wild identity!" Arkham is also a gritty devil, once again combined from the state of clay, into that attractive look. It's just that no matter how Zhao Mai looks at it, she feels that she is a little frustrated. "My behemoth! My offspring! And my crystal! You **** druid!"

　　 "You're welcome!" From just now, Zhao Mai no longer needs to block and endure damage for Tarrasque, and has already withdrawn psychic powers, natural forces, spells and other powers. This time, even if Arkham turns into a clay monster again, Zhao Mai has a way to limit her split and kill her all at once. But there is a prerequisite for doing so. Try to find all her fragments as much as possible, and it will be troublesome to look back after losing one or two pieces.

"Even if you temporarily control Tarasque, it's just a beast after all, and I'm the administrator of the beast priesthood!" Arkham gritted his teeth, curled his fists tightly with his hands, and then suddenly raised his arms, then fiercely. Beat your own chest. Black liquid burst out~www.NovelMTL.com~ and she shouted in pain: "Mother Seiya!"

　　 Zhao Mai speeded up and rushed towards Arkham's head with a lightsaber. The lightsaber slid across her neck without stagnation, but there was no feeling of hitting the real thing. She continued to pray: "Holy! Mother! This world needs your strength, this world calls your children, this world looks forward to your joy!"

　　 Zhao Mai attacked continuously, but Arkham didn't seem to be in this world, completely unharmed. Zhao Mai immediately used magic and tried to interrupt her ceremony. But whether it was lightning, flames or blasting spells, they all penetrated Arkham's figure directly, as if it were a mirage.

　　 "Illusion?" Zhao Mai remembered that he still had a scroll of true knowledge, so he quickly took it out and used it. When the spell was cast, Arkham's prayer was also completed. She lost the beautiful face that looked like a flower, and now she wore a three-eyed jackal head on her neck. Her belly was as round as a pregnant woman, and her back was a pair of black eagle wings, and her legs were bent forward like a bird, with a pair of hooves at the bottom. She used a human right hand to draw a flame scimitar from the void, called "Red Desire"; she used another bird-claw-like hand to draw a scimitar exuding cold, called "Cold Heart".

　　 Seeing this scene, Zhao Mai's eyes twitched. He sniffed, clearly smelling the smell of supernatural power.