Sword and Magic and Taxi

Can an angel who is close to two and a half meters tall still be called an angel girl? Maybe her age is already in four digits. No matter how beautiful and polite she is, she should at least be called Aunt Angel if she is not called grandma.

This is the shortcoming of being human: it is basically impossible to fully concentrate. The devil has not been able to get rid of the endless chasing and killing behind his butt, Zhao Mai's mind can still wander. He leaned forward as hard as he could, pressing his large human face against the windshield so the angel could take a closer look. It would be bad if she thought she was with the devil.

The angel stood up straight and tilted his head as if looking straight at the speeding car. Since there is always a veil of light curtain covering the facial features, Zhao Mai is not sure what her idea is. The car will be able to reach the angel in a dozen seconds, and the arrival time of the devil will not be delayed by three seconds. But the angel put down his weapon instead, and rubbed his chest back and forth with both empty hands.

What was rubbed was hands, not some soft semicircle. Anyone with a little common sense—if that is called common sense—knows that an angel is casting a spell. I hope that this spell can kill the devil, and at worst it can knock it into the air, Zhao Mai sincerely prays so.

The angel was chanting a spell, and it seemed that the two-meter-diameter circular halo around her was the portal. The halo projected a completely different scene from Yunshangcheng: lush forests covered rolling hills, birds chirping and flying above the treetops; a cheerful river with white waves rolling over smooth pebbles . The pure white unicorn was drinking water by the river. After feeling the wave of magic, it looked around curiously with its blue eyes.

In terms of effect, this is definitely a stable teleportation magic circle, and the level is not low, it is very likely to be a gate to another world. The opposite side definitely looks much safer, and it is a good place to escape the chaos of war. But then again, is it really okay for the car to arrive in a forest? What can be gained there? Zhao Mai still wants to work hard to earn a lot of money, and then go back to treat his father. The forest is not his first choice. But the situation forced, there is no way. He could only grit his teeth and settle things one by one, getting rid of the devil first!

He turned off the high beams, adjusted the front of the car slightly, and charged towards the teleportation halo. The horn sounded twice as a greeting to the angel. Unexpectedly, after the angel's spell was cast, a ray hit the portal, and then the gate began to close slowly.

This is... what is this for? Zhao Mai thought at first that the angel was going to kill him, but the angel suddenly waved to him, which obviously signaled him to speed up and rush in. Afterwards, the angel picked up the sword from the ground and stared at the devil chasing and killing Zhao Mai with piercing eyes.

Good man! Zhao Mai understood. This angel is one of the angels guarding the portal. Her teammates are all dead. In order to avoid the use of the devil, she can only close the portal, and then she can fight desperately in the war.

The angel Auntie is ready for a heroic sacrifice, but the devil will not be as straightforward as a paladin. Black smoke suddenly erupted behind the angel, and a sneak attacking devil suddenly jumped out of the smoke, and the flame knife drew a ferocious arc, slashing down from the angel's shoulder. Two pure white wings were separated from the body with a large piece of flesh and blood. The angel raised his head in pain and knelt on his knees.

The portal shook, and kept shaking flickeringly, and the scenery inside was spinning endlessly like a whirlpool. Now there are two devils staring at Zhao Mai, and there is no other angel around to help him for a while. Once under siege, it was only a matter of time before the devil overturned the car. If they are interested in this indestructible thing and want to study it, they might leave with it on their shoulders.

There is not much time left for Zhao Mai. He stepped on the accelerator hard and recalibrated his direction: Asshole! I can only fight! This is Need for Speed!

The car was loaded into the teleportation halo, leaving a series of classic lines of the villain in Yunshangcheng: I will come back...

The devil tried to rush into the portal, but the angel Auntie blocked the portal with her last magic before she died, and then raised her long sword to launch a final charge to the devil! The two devils looked at each other, knowing that they could not catch up with that strange car, so they also raised their weapons and joined hands to kill the angel.

The battle in Cloud City lasted for three months, and only the devil knew the final outcome. And this kind of battle is going on in many cloud cities, devils and demons join forces to deal with the angels who have grown tired of guarding mortals. Its effects will slowly emerge later.

Zhao Mai rushed into the portal, and then was wrapped by the turbulent flow of time and space. If it wasn't for the protection of the indestructible car, he would have been broken down into fragments at the atomic level long ago, and then wandered eternally in the boundless space rift.

The mobile phone's navigation can't show where you are, only the arrow indicating the direction is constantly rotating, which has no effect on Zhao Mai in the middle of the car. He looked at the surrounding scenery boredly, thinking that this was a normal performance of traveling through the time and space gate.

It may be that the space rift reacted to the indigestible food, and after chewing for ten minutes, it spit it out in one gulp. Zhao Mai saw the mountains and the lush forest. But not from the perspective of the ground, but from an altitude of two kilometers.

Why is it like this again! I knew it, I should fly a plane!

The descent was accelerating, but he had some experience this time, and knew that by pressing the brakes hard, he could maintain his posture in the air and not keep spinning. Anyway, the car won't break, and Zhao Mai, who has experienced once, is still in the mood to look down this time.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but you are shocked when you see it. Directly below the car, the lake covered the valley like a mirror. If you fall like this, falling into the lake is the only possibility. Does this car have a diving function? Will it still run if water covers the engine? Zhao Mai didn't dare to do experiments at this time, what if it didn't work?

At this time, no conventional thinking can save lives, and using divergent imagination is the only way to solve the problem. Playing with a group of fantasy lovers for a long time, I have already trained my brain to be different from ordinary people. Zhao Mai looked at the shape of the lake, thought about it for two seconds, and then pressed the button to open the windows of the driver's seat and the right rear passenger seat.

A gust of wind rushed in, and waves immediately appeared on his face. Zhao Mai had difficulty breathing, and couldn't even control his lips, causing his saliva to fly all over the sky. If it was an ordinary car, it would have started rolling under the friction of the air, or it would have fallen straight down from head to tail. So Zhao Mai slammed on the brakes, froze to maintain the maximum wind resistance mode of the car with all four wheels facing down.

The influx of air forms a channel, like an invisible sling, hooking the car to move to the right rear. Although the speed of this movement is completely incomparable with gliding, it can make the car gradually approach the lake shore. Zhao Mai gritted his teeth and stretched out one of his arms. Although he was immediately pushed against the car door by the strong wind, it could also adjust the direction like a sail.

The whole process is complicated to say, but it only took about three minutes, and Zhao Mai landed with a loud noise. The warm liquid exploded with a bang, and smeared Zhao Mai's face all at once, which was no less brisk than being hit on the bridge of the nose with a heavy punch. He could no longer see or hear, resisting the feeling of dizziness, he quickly lifted the two pieces of glass up.

The car finally returned to its fully closed state, Zhao Mai was relieved and let out a long breath of relief. He wiped his face vigorously, but his hands didn't feel like lake water. Looking at the sticky blood-red liquid in the palm of his hand, with two scales mixed in it, Zhao Mai was dumbfounded.

What did it fall on! ?