Sword and Magic and Taxi

I won’t repeat the surprise everyone felt after getting on the bus, such as the sentence that everyone will ask, “It looks bigger on the inside than on the outside, what’s going on?” Zhao Mai drove underground and used the all-terrain scanning function when escaping to help him find the direction.

Soon he discovered an anomaly: a spherical shell-shaped shadow appeared in his field of vision, about ten meters thick, surrounding the centaur tribe from all sides. Shadows shrouded a circular area on the ground, densely packed with trolls. They rubbed and collided with each other in confusion, and continued to perform Brownian motion. Occasionally, one or two people who were squeezed out of the range would go back after scratching their heads. However, he watched for a while and didn't find that the troll would be squeezed inside. He didn't know if it was supposed to be like this or if it was just a coincidence.

A rough estimate is that there are about three thousand trolls... Looking at the dense dots on the screen, Zhao Mai felt his scalp numb. It seems that this shadow ball shell is something that affects detection and divination. If you don't pay attention and walk in, you may be torn apart and eaten by the troll soon.

How did such a large number of trolls form? Did the centaurs store food for thousands of people for a year or two? When this question was raised, even Branverton found it incredible: That's impossible. We often don't have enough food for winter every year. How can we feed so many trolls?

I have an idea. Barbara raised one arm high, as if applying to speak in class. There is a spell called copying, which can increase a large amount of something. But it won't last long, only a few hours at most. Even if the troll eats it, he will be hungry after a while.

No matter what, kill the trolls first while they are stupid. The centaur stamped its hooves and shouted to Zhao Mai: You can use magic to set fire, right? Burning them to death is the fastest way.

Zhao Mai nodded and drove the car back to the ground. Looking out from the car window, there is a calm and peaceful forest outside. Although it is a bit dim due to lack of light, there is no feeling of danger at all. For safety reasons, Zhao Mai first used the tree skin technique to protect himself, and was ready to transform into a ghost at any time, and then left everyone in the car. He took one last look at the interior terrain scan, memorized the distance, and stepped out.

Regardless of whether it was vision, hearing or smell, he could not detect any abnormality in front of him, and even the natural force did not warn him. He casually created a javelin of ice and threw it with all his strength. The javelin drew a perfect arc and hit the ground with a thud.

Finally saw something unusual! The properties of the White Walker's ice javelin are extremely extreme. As long as it touches the body of a creature, whether it is a troll or a tree, it will quickly freeze. But now the ice javelin is just stuck on the ground full of fallen leaves. Although it is constantly braving the cold air, it cannot form an ice layer on the ground. At the same time, Zhao Mai's spiritual barrier finally responded. A weak but cunning energy attempts to communicate at the mental level. It seems that this kind of fully shielded one - let's call it the magic array - has a strong initiative and wants to achieve perfect imitation, so it secretly asks Zhao Mai about his thinking in an attempt to deceive Zhao Mai.

In that case, fire... Zhao Mai started to recite the spell and then stopped. He thought of a question: If he still couldn't see the effect of his spell, how could he control the scope of the flame? If the flames spread, wouldn't they set the Forbidden Forest on fire? This additional damage is inconsistent with the Druid's way of getting along with nature. So he counted his steps, moved forward slowly, and stood about one meter away from the ball shell.

I knew clearly that there was a large group of trolls not far ahead, but I couldn't see or hear them. This feeling was really uncomfortable. Zhao Mai turned his back to everyone, took a deep breath, and turned himself into a strange ghost state. The power of death ice created by the natural force came to the Forbidden Forest for the first time, and the howling cold wind broke out in midsummer.

Countless ice blades flew, attacking the invisible trolls, and then invaded them with the power of the White Walkers, transforming them into wights. Zhao Mai's order to the corpse was very simple, just keep waving his claws and scratching. They are blind within the scope of the spherical shell, and may catch the opponent without knowing it, but the damage caused will not be healed by the magic circle responsible for deception, and the corpses will continue to be summoned by Zhao Mai, and there will be more and more of them.

Zhao Mai maintains the state of a strange ghost and continues to create corpses. He couldn't see the effect at all, so he didn't know if it was enough. After holding on for about ten minutes, he changed back to his original shape and returned to the car.

How did you do it? Curious baby Barbara was the first to ask: What kind of magic did you use, can you teach me? My house always attracts termites...

Zhao Mai shook his head and ignored her, looking at the all-terrain scan. A large void without trolls had appeared directly in front of the car, and the ghoul-shaped trolls were still expanding to both sides. Although there is some internecine fighting among wights, overall troll numbers are declining.

Knowing that this method was feasible, Zhao Mai drove half a circle and repeated his trick on the opposite side of the spherical shell. The ignorant trolls soon scratched each other with their claws and died without knowing it. In the end, there are only a few lucky ones left in the spherical shell, and their irregular movements will not encounter each other for a while.

At this moment, a black arched door frame appeared out of thin air from the village surrounded by the spherical shell, with a mercury-colored liquid in the middle. Groups of people rushed out of the doorframe and fled in terror. They eventually burst into the gray sphere and then became disoriented, wandering around in confusion.

Zhao Mai asked Ado to hold on to the centaur chief who wanted to get out of the car to save his companions, and he got out of the car first to release the power of the corpses, turning them all back into frozen corpses. Maybe some centaurs would run into the trolls, and a biting fight would ensue. He has seen the pattern here, this is a trap that uses humans and horses to feed the trolls! Since trolls can regenerate, the torn bodies will slowly turn into small trolls. Therefore, as long as the numerical advantage is slowly accumulated, with the help of probability mathematics, the trolls will become more and more until they finally win. , turned into a horde of trolls.

Don't be impulsive. If you rush in, you will only lose direction like the other people and horses, and then be slowly eaten by the trolls! Zhao Mai used psychic powers to appease Branverton's emotions: Think carefully, your tribe is all in the camp. Here, where did these come from? Did you see any that you recognized?

Yes! I saw Capas, Dunhoof, and Manes... No, Dunhoof is dead. I saw him torn apart and eaten by the trolls with my own eyes. Branverton slowly calmed down, The redness in the eyes also gradually faded. These are my people, but they are not my people. What's going on?

Let's just go in and check. Zhao Mai comforted him: We have done everything we can do outside. Now we only have to go inside and take a look. When the troops rushed out of the portal just now, they revealed The normal expression shows that there is nothing controlling emotions, but it must still be affected by the panoramic deception. Branverton, now you have to watch the screen carefully to see if there is anything that is not from your original village.

Okay, I can do this!