"Anyone who laughs on the battlefield will be unlucky, like Cao Cao, like you. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Zhao Mai couldn't help it, but still said such a sentence. Xiaohua floated in mid-air, although she didn't understand who Cao Cao was at all, but she was still applauding vigorously.

The ghost's gaze swept around, sweeping straight from Xiaohua, not seeing her at all. The reserve was hiding in the branches, and the strange ghost stopped looking, but didn't pay attention to it. It seems that this monster at least has the intelligence to analyze the strength of the enemy, which is much better than that of a ghoul. It swung the ice crystal long sword in its hand vigorously, and then made a decapitation gesture to provoke Zhao Mai. It seems that there is not only wisdom, but also a hint of emotion. But was this emotion just now, or was it from pre-death habits, but even if he had wisdom, he would not have seen the spells of another world. Zhao Mai chanted the incantation, and the natural force converged on his right hand, gushing out from the tiger's mouth, condensing into a burning scimitar.

This is the druid's signature spell: the Flame Knife. A jet of flames more than a meter long can be in the shape of a sword or any weapon, but most of the time it is in the form of a scimitar, depending on which weapon the operator is more familiar with. Originally, the Flame Knife was a purely invisible weapon, and the armor and shield had no protective power against it, and it would directly penetrate it, but Zhao Mai used the shaping technique in the psychic ability on it, giving it a flickering "core", so it could also be used to block the opponent's weapon. The core of the ability is immediate, play-and-throw. He wanted to see if the Stranger's freezing ability could destroy this weapon!

Ice and fire collide, the Flame Knife slashes downward, and the Ice Crystal Sword rises to block. Zhao Mai smiled, put away the core of the mind shaping, and the flame knife was purely just a ball of fire, burning from the ice crystal sword, without a trace of stopping. Then, he immediately stretched his hands forward, and the flame knife shone brightly, directly slashing at the body of the strange ghost!

Where the flames and ice collided, a bright white light erupted, and the wraiths were blown away by the white light in a roar. Zhao Mai also felt a burst of impact, but he just stood up with a shake of his feet. When I looked closely, a large piece of the left rib of the strange ghost had been cut off, and the ice mist there was hazy, trying to mend the gap, but it seemed to be unusually slow.

The flame knife's sword light was a little dim, and it was estimated that it was also affected and weakened by the power of ice. But it wasn't a big problem, Zhao Mai flipped his wrist and added some natural force, and the flames on the knife returned to the same as before. He didn't wait for the blue-eyed strange ghost to recover, and rushed straight forward.

The strange ghost roared angrily, and grabbed the other hand from the snow, and it was another ice crystal sword! It was quick to learn, and it knew that the flame knife was void and could bypass or pass through the ice crystal sword that it was trying to block, so it simply didn't block it. Two ice crystal long swords, one always aimed at Zhao Mai's vital point to attack, and the other tried to wrap around the wrist of the hand holding the flame knife.

The Flame Knife was virtualized, but Zhao Mai was not! And Zhao Mai would not lose his only life in order to kill one of the many strange ghosts, so he had to dodge and retreat. However, at the moment when the strange ghost rushed forward to pursue, Zhao Mai suddenly rushed out to the side, and suddenly went around to the side where the strange ghost only had a long sword.

The flame knife swept over, and another cloud of ice and snow was shaken away in the white light. The strange ghost roared and turned around, but he couldn't keep up with Zhao Mai's movement speed. With the help of the psychic ability that erupted from his toes from time to time, Zhao Mai was like pressing a spring, or the kind of spring that could change direction instantly, and he could always be one step faster than the ghost.

Crafting the core of the Flame Knife with psychic abilities gives this spell a new twist. Originally, the flame had to be attached to the hand, but now it can be temporarily separated from the body with an ability as the core. With the help of the telepathic ring, Zhao Mai could throw the scimitar out from time to time, and then drag it back, forming a blow from multiple angles. Although he was not skilled in this combat technique, the lack of discipline made it even more difficult for the stranger to adapt. The blue eyes kept flashing, and it was also thinking of countermeasures.

After surrounding the strange ghosts, slashing around and around, after more than twenty circles, Zhao Mai had already beaten the strange ghosts to pieces, and the two blue eyes and two ice crystal long swords could still remain intact. It roared again and again, but it couldn't keep up with Zhao Mai's speed, nor could it keep up with his changing rhythm, and was completely suppressed in the melee combat......! But at this time, Zhao Mai suddenly retreated, ran ten steps wildly, covered his stomach, and vomited non-stop.

"What's wrong, are you hurt?" asked Xiaohua Fei with concern. Zhao Mai waved his hand and said reluctantly: "It's too dizzy to go around in circles, I want to vomit ......"

If it hadn't been suppressed by the Force of Nature, he would have spit it out by this time. Constantly speeding up yourself with psychic abilities and increasing mobility can give you an advantage in combat, but it also requires a stronger physical fitness to withstand.

The strange ghost was slashed more than 20 times by Zhao Mai's "knife cutting face" style knife technique, and there were gaps all over his body, looking extremely miserable. However, Zhao Mai could feel that its combat ability had not decreased in the slightest. This is the advantage of the undead, especially of this ghost-like creature. Weapons do damage to the Wraiths, but they are not lethal. Can only be fatally wounded directly with dragon flames, obsidian weapons, or Valyrian steel?

Zhao Mai observed the strange ghost, and the other party's martial arts were almost clear, the strength, agility and reflexes were all good, but they would not pose much of a threat to him. Now it's time to see what the Wraiths are capable of magic. He focused his observations on the flow of the natural force around him, seeing how this Force-driven undead cast his spells.

But after waiting for more than ten seconds, it was still calm. The strange ghost didn't seem to react, and stood there, looking at Zhao Mai with only two bright and deep blue eyes. What is this, give up? The undead will have this kind of emotion? Zhao Mai did not dare to take it lightly, he took this opportunity to cast a spell to add a layer of protection to himself. The tough bark covers his skin, forming a layer of armor that resembles scales.

There seemed to be an expression on the ghost's face, looking like disappointment and remorse? Zhao Mai watched it pick up the ice crystal long sword and put it to his mouth, and clicked and gnawed it off. With this action, the surrounding natural force accelerates towards the stranger's body, transforming into the power of ice to repair its body.

"So, it's better to replenish your strength from the surrounding environment, a demon warrior. After Zhao Mai understood this, he was relieved. Overall, Westeros' level of magic is still average, far from being comparable to the world of Gralion or Atas. It may have its own characteristics in some places, but it has been achieved in a more extreme way, and thus it has left a whole bunch of equally fatal weaknesses in itself.

Zhao Mai waited for the strange ghost to finish eating the ice crystal sword and return to a complete state. He'd figured out the Stranger's ability to sustain combat through combat, and now he was going to try to shoot with all his might to see how much strength he could use to kill him with one hit. Zhao Mai knew very well in his heart that there was not only such a ghost, and he would not always act alone. When multiple wraiths lead a large number of ghouls to charge, they must be able to achieve a definite result with each blow, and not get caught up in a war of attrition that retreats. After all, the living and the undead compete for endurance and attrition, and that is purely looking for death.

The strange ghost opened its mouth and quacked for something. The voice was like the ice surface shattering, and Zhao Mai pricked up his ears and didn't understand what it was trying to say.

Xiaohua didn't know how to understand: "Hurry back, he wants to blow you up!"

A gust of wind blew, and the wraith's blue eyes closed, and then its entire body melted into the wind and vanished. "Reserve food, flash mob!" he commanded. Immediately after, Xiaohua's body shattered with a thud, and it seemed that the reserve grain was teleported far enough to directly exceed the limit of Xiaohua's manifestation range.

With his eyes, he couldn't see the ghost, and Zhao Mai could only use the natural force to perceive and grasp it. Originally, he thought that the gust of wind would bring the strange ghost to him, and then "blew up". Unexpectedly, after the wind stopped, the strange ghost stood next to the altar!

"Baby!" Zhao Mai was furious, anxious and ashamed, and without leaving his hand, he immediately transformed into a spiritual element! The white ball of light emitted a dazzling light, like the sun falling to the ground, instantly driving away the night in the forest. The flames of the Natural Force burned on the surface of the white ball, and even though it was more than ten meters away, the strange ghost was also ignited, and an inextinguishable blue flame rose from its body!

"Mind move, come over to me!" Zhao Mai went all out, and suddenly dragged the child from the altar, leaving him out of the strange ghost's grasp. The ice storm spread in all directions from the center of the altar, and the surrounding ground was suddenly lifted, and the trees were either blown into powder or broken and fell in an instant. Zhao Mai fully supported the psychic ability shield, forming an inclined plane, allowing the fragments of the explosion to slide away at an angle. I saw that the debris and waves of air continued to impact the shield, and the baby's swaddling clothes shook under the protection of the shield, and finally barely avoided the impact of this round.

This time it was equivalent to blocking the power of the strange ghost, and Zhao Mai was also quite uncomfortable. Although there were no internal injuries in the white ball state, the vibration that worked on the psychic ability made him a little dizzy. However, fortunately, the child was protected and did not survive the impact of the explosion.

"That's not right...... What are you doing with a strange ghost bombing a child?" Zhao Mai looked down, the child's eyes opened, a pair of bright blue eyes, like a quiet deep lake under a clear sky and blue sky, so beautiful and moving. The power of ice continues to gather and compress from the baby's body. The child smiled, and he felt the familiar taste, the sweet taste of a cherry, the feeling of the warm natural Force flame in the cold wind.

"Na...... Na ......" The little guy shook his head, trying to face his pale little face in Zhao Mai's direction.

Zhao Mai looked in the direction of the strange ghost and scolded: "I'll fuck your eight-generation ancestor!" and then he drowned in another explosion. (To be continued.) )