Chapter 517: The Demon King's Counterattack (Monthly Pass 1 Hundred Plus More)
The biggest weakness of wizards is not their youth and inexperience, but their physical strength is not good, and their physical fitness is only at the level of ordinary humans, and they can only do things beyond ordinary people when they use magic. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info The speed at which they wield their wands, the ability to judge and react to their surroundings, the speed at which their legs move, these are not strengthened.
Therefore, Zhao Mai did not have the slightest doubt about defeating them.
The thick trunk demarcates an area, and vines grow and climb along the ground, along the trunk, and from all directions overhead. These vines are not aggressive on their own, they are just mushy, and they can easily stick to other things, especially for wood products. The wizard waved his wand and cast a burst or impact spell to force the vines to retreat. They achieved good results, but they also knew in their hearts that if they stayed within the range of the vines, they would definitely end up entangled and incapacitated.
"Climb up, Mike is on it!" a wizard waved his wand overhead, drawing in swirling currents of air as he tried to prop himself up. But this air flow attracted the vines, and dragged more than a dozen of them at once, entangled himself first. Wet vines without bark wound upwards around his legs, like a python, and bound them inside. A small vine crawled over and touched his wand to stick the stick away.
"Be careful, these vines can stick to the wand!" the heroic entangled man could no longer move, still thinking about his comrades, and it had to be touching. The UN forces formed by the multinational wizards formed a bit of a tacit understanding during the raid, covering each other, relying on the continuous blasting spell to blast the way, and then began to climb up the trunk with a pronounced slope.
"Yes, I found this easy tree trunk so quickly. Zhao Mai stood on the back of the colossus, squinting his eyes and looking down: "But it's still too young, everything that looks beautiful may be traps, it's possible to win without bloodshed, it's absolutely impossible not to be tired." ā
After gathering most of the wizards on this path, Zhao Mai waved his wand and recited a spell in his heart. All magical spells are not read to the opponent, but are simply a way to communicate with magical energy, and in this case with a wand. As long as the wand understands and hears it, it is enough. The wizards of Atlantis could only see Zhao Mai's mouth move, but they couldn't tell what he was saying. They watched as the vines gathered from behind the wizards, wriggling down from above the trunks to help them, striking them on both sides.
Zhao Mai stood at the top of the sloping tree trunk, shimmering like a bait. The wizard grabbed the protrusion on the trunk of the tree in one hand and continued to fire bursting spells, removing your weapons and fainting at Zhao Mai, while Zhao Mai waved his wand in defense. Magical spells collide in mid-air, bursting with flashes, sparks, and loud noises. Zhao Mai looked wobbly and precarious, but after a few rounds of spells, he still stood in place, looking at the wizards with a smile on his face.
"I'm not going to play with you guys, I'm going to catch those who escaped. Zhao Mai stomped his foot, and under the urging of the natural force, the speed of the vines instantly increased by two times, rushing into the middle of the wizards. It's hard for them to get rid of the vines even when they're standing on flat ground, let alone keep their balance with one hand. Only a few wizards were smarter, and they hurriedly gathered together, covering each other back to back, and only then did they keep pushing back the advancing vines. But the real most threatening is always Zhao Mai.
He used his psychic ability to shape two smooth slabs on the soles of his feet, and then washed down the slippery vines on the surface. The wizards knew that this was the last chance, and they launched spells one after another, but most of them were dodged by Zhao Mai. The two wizards from France took a deep breath, knowing that it would not be possible to fight indiscriminately, so they calmed down, did not pay attention to the vines that gradually climbed up, and stared intently at Zhao Mai's movements. When they waited for Zhao Mai to cast a spell, it must have been the time when a wizard's mobility ability was at its worst.
"Forget it!" Zhao Mai's skateboard shoes rubbed against the trunk of the tree, and his wand was like a monster's minions harvesting the wizard's memories. Not all wizards can master the Brain Lockout Spell, and even if they do, they may not be able to resist Zhao Mai's powerful Oblivion Spell. Every time the white light flickered, a wizard who didn't know what he was doing was captured by the vines and took his wand away from him.
Zhao Mai rushed closer and closer, and the spells that were forgotten and empty bloomed everywhere. The two French wizards saw the opportunity and shot at the same time with a very tacit understanding: "Ultimate Demolition Charm!"
A brilliant fire exploded on Zhao Mai's body, and the rising smoke clouds obscured his vision, and the tree trunks were blown out of a pit. The power of this magic was close to that of artillery, and the two wizards attacked at the same time, believing that no one would be able to resist it. The shattered pieces of wood turned into flaming wooden spikes and flew in all directions, and many wizards around the explosion point were also affected, and many wounds were pierced on their bodies, howling and bleeding. "We're allies! What are you doing with such powerful magic!"
"yes, what are you doing with such powerful magic?" Zhao Mai waved his hand, dispersed the smoke, and appeared in front of everyone unharmed. In fact, he was also injured a little, but when the smoke was shrouded, the damage to his clothes was repaired, and the wounds on his body were healed by healing. He didn't seem to be in a hurry to fight back at all, and still followed the original rhythm to the nearest wizard to him, "Forget it!"
The two French wizards looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and waved their wands. Zhao Mai stomped his foot, pushed all the wizards around him away, and then looked at the two attackers with a smile. "Work hard, do your magic, you don't have many opportunities. ā
"Ultimate Explosive Spell!" Two glowing fireballs flew towards Zhao Mai, converging into a larger fireball halfway through, and exploded right in front of him. But a slanting field created by a psychic ability blocked the Demolition Charms, even causing most of their power to slip out of the sloping surface. This time the smoke and fire were much more violent than the last, but they did far less damage.
The force field was transparent and hidden in the flames of the explosion, so when Zhao Mai withdrew it and walked out, no one noticed that there was such a layer of protection. From the wizards' point of view, two blasting spells hit Zhao Mai, but he paced leisurely like no one, isn't this the devil or what? The wizards looked at each other, but they were not willing to fail, and gritted their teeth and tried to use magic to attack.
"I learned a fun magic from a professor," Zhao Mai imitated Dumbledore's heroic posture in raiding aliens, and waved his wand vigorously: "Except for your weapons!"
He wasn't as skilled in magic as Dumbledore, but he was able to disarm all wizards who were closer. As for the ones that are a little farther away, they use telekinesis to snatch their weapons away and throw them away, and they can't see the difference anyway. The combat power of wizards who lost their wands dropped by at least seventy percent, which meant that they had no ability to stop Zhao Mai.
"Forget it!"