Sword and Magic and Taxi

A piece of debris.

Zhao Mai stepped on the obsidian fragments, just like stepping on glass shards, and there was a constant clicking sound under his feet. He picked through it, found a larger piece, sandwiched it between his index and middle fingers, and then clenched his fist.

Do you want to continue fighting? The White Walker Queen came out of the clouds and mist. These clouds are formed when ice and snow on the ground turn into water and the water is evaporated. Zhao Mai's natural power of fire has already exceeded its limit, and the natural force in the environment can no longer be replenished, forming an area of ​​​​force vacuum. There will be no burning flames in a vacuum, so Zhao Mai can only use obsidian as a weapon. Although it cannot have a direct fatal effect on the White Walker Queen, at least it will not be as ineffective as metal weapons.

Have you counted how many times I killed you? Zhao Mai gasped, seizing the time to gather the force of nature. He can also transform. As long as he becomes a ghost again, he can use the power of ice to recover, and the battle can continue.

997 times, I remember clearly every time, the pain and pleasure. The White Walker Queen said: I have told you, killing cannot eliminate me, I am hatred, how can killing solve it? Hatred? You can’t do that!”

No, you're just an old female ghost who can't be poked to death for the time being, and never say no to a man. Zhao Mai chuckled twice: Look, I'm still in the mood to complain, which means it's far from over yet. when.

Stop struggling. If I want to kill you, I have a way. I just need to keep getting closer to you and then explode. The white ghost's blue eyes blinked, I know I can't kill you easily, but your body is still You will be injured in the explosion, right? The accumulation of these wounds will kill you.

Thanks for the reminder. In fact, I have thought of it a long time ago. Zhao Mai slowly stood up straight. A drop of sweat flowed into his eyes, and the sour feeling made him blink unconsciously. The White Walkers swooped up, and their black nails went straight to Zhao Mai's throat.

Viper! Throw it down! Zhao Mai's belt activated and flew out, raising himself up on the ground.

What is this? The White Walker thought that everything except obsidian would be frozen by her, so she didn't care at all. But she didn't expect that this was not a living thing, but a magical construct that could sustain it for a while in the extreme cold, enough to wrap around her ankles and cause her to fall.

Zhao Mai punched him with his right fist, and a sharp obsidian fragment was exposed between his fingers. He stabbed the White Walker three times in the back of the heart, then rolled to the side to avoid it. Unexpectedly, the White Walkers did not choose to explode, but turned into a field of broken ice.

Zhao Mai gasped, and then slowly stood up again. 998, as long as 998, you can take it home. He muttered strange words. In fact, his sanity was somewhat unclear, and he was barely able to support himself only through training in psychic powers. “There are those who clear monsters, and there are those who clear BOSS, but how can there be someone who can clear BOSS 998 times without losing anything?”

Zhao Mai! Woof!

Zhao Mai waved his hand, then shook his head in the direction of the car: Don't get down, otherwise you will become a hostage and make me shrink. At present, it seems that the guy doesn't want to kill me yet, I don't know why.

Because I am greedy for your body. The White Walker was reborn faster than before. It seemed that she had learned a lot from her death and rebirth. Zhao Mai looked at Bran. The boy was still in a green dream. Is it because I can't find the dragon or this method just doesn't work? I should say something! I really don't know how much longer I have to hold on.

Surrender, and then join hands with me. As long as you agree, everything will be over. The White Walkers are still tempting.

Zhao Mai was shocked and suddenly had some enlightenment. You want me to agree. Are there any rules in it, like guest power or the blocking power of the Great Wall? Just like an oath, as long as I agree, something will change?

The strange ghost remained silent, just looking straight at Zhao Mai. Zhao Mai nodded, knowing that he had guessed correctly. I will not promise you now, nor will I refuse to promise you. Do you know why? I just want to hang you up and down. On the one hand, I will make you have expectations, and on the other hand, I will make you immersed in doubts and worries. Anyway As long as it makes you uncomfortable, I'm quite comfortable.

I misjudged you. You are not a knight or a hero at all, just a scoundrel!

Thank you for the compliment. You are quite beautiful. There is nothing wrong with being a rogue. As soon as Zhao Mai finished speaking, Bran suddenly screamed in pain. Red flames burst from his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears, and it was as if his body had turned into a red furnace. The White Walker Queen suddenly rushed over and tried to fight for Bran's body.

A lot happened in that moment. Zhao Mai looked at the flame and found that it was just a shadow of energy. There was only light but no heat, so it would not really harm Bran's body. He guessed that something might have happened to Bran in the green dream, such as being burned by the flames of the dragon's breath. Some of the energy was transmitted through the green dream and then overflowed in his body.

The dragon's fire will destroy the power of all spells, and the Green Dream will be affected as well, as will the clones of the White Walkers left in the Green Dream. Zhao Mai was betting on this effect, and he reacted instantly. He could not let the White Walkers contact Bran, and he could not let her plant clones again, otherwise this matter would be endless.

When it's time to decide the outcome, you have to fight hard! Zhao Mai roared angrily, and gave up transforming into a strange ghost to absorb the power of ice, and instead used all his power to transform into spiritual elements. In the white ball of light, he could only barely construct a hazy face. He couldn't see clearly the surrounding situation, but it was enough for him to find Bran's location and then wrap him with himself.

A layer of superpower flames burned, and the female ghost stepped back violently. Even so, her right hand was still burned black. She finally stopped being a graceful and elegant beauty, and put on a vicious expression: Very good, don't you want to protect Bran? You must protect him, because I have decided to blow you up.

The ball of light shook but did not speak. Zhao Mai almost ran out of energy to speak. Super Blade Storm, Zhao Mai made a low trembling sound, and then saw the surrounding obsidian fragments floating slowly, and then began to rotate faster and faster.

You scattered the fragments all over the ground. Have you been preparing this for a long time? The White Walker Queen gritted her teeth and rushed forward. She entered the range of the sword and was immediately captured by Zhao Mai. Countless sharp fragments flew over and directly penetrated her body. At the same time, the white ball wrapped around Bran and rolled away from the female White Walker who was penetrated.

The flames of the explosion soared into the sky, the white ball rolled rapidly, and then slowly slowed down. The obsidian fragments were still rotating around, protecting Zhao Mai like a satellite halo. 999! It's the Galaxy Rolling Train now! I must be going crazy! Zhao Mai's hoarse voice was mixed with a wild laugh: Haha, I still have hundreds of methods that I haven't used yet!

The White Walkers were reborn again. She estimated the lethality of the obsidian fragments and knew that she couldn't get through it with her physical body. This kind of storm of swords definitely couldn't last long, but she didn't have much time either! She knelt down, grabbed the remaining snow on the ground, and used the power of ice to condense two tower shields, each of which was similar to her own height. She crouched, clamped her shield to cover herself, and plunged into the storm.

After the gorgeous explosion, Zhao Mai was blown back to his original shape, lying on his back on the ground with curls of green smoke. Bran fell beside him, unharmed. From his thin body, natural force continued to escape, like a vibrant fountain.

The 1,000th time! Zhao Mai looked up to the sky and shouted, Die, you bitch!

No, I'm still here. The pieces of broken ice gradually merged and reassembled her. Her whole body was pure white and crystal clear, like a perfect goddess sculpture. Give up, you can still surrender.

I have to say, it's so beautiful. Zhao Mai squinted his eyes and looked carefully: It's flawless, even the original black area is gone.

Black? The female ghost looked down and saw that there should be an obsidian core in her lower abdomen, but it was gone now. what does that mean? Before she could react, a piece of obsidian pierced out of her chest. It was a broken obsidian sword, and the cracks on it were still clearly visible. This is the weapon that Duojian used before and was chopped into pieces by the ice crystal long-handled knife.

After Duojian succeeded in the blow, he immediately released the handle of the knife. She grabbed the White Walker's hair with one hand and her buttocks with the other, turned her body hard and threw her out. Then she pounced on Zhao Mai.

Another explosion.