Sword and Magic and Taxi

The Witch King who took off his mask had short blond hair, dark skin taut on his cruel face, and his eyes were as yellow and cold as gold. Humana smiled, revealing four fangs and a mouth full of needle teeth: Be prepared to bear the price of irritating me!

He took a sharp breath, and his psychic powers suddenly opened. Powerful pressure spreads across every corner of the space, even if it is hidden in other planes or demiplanes. The platform's magical protection turned in one direction and became inward protection, otherwise it would have fallen apart under the fierce pressure. Zhao Mai flicked his wrist and found that his movement speed was also affected.

So this is how this trick works! Reading in a book is never as good as a visit, let alone an experience. Karak's notes also include techniques for using psychic powers to form an actual coercive field, blocking and damaging all attackers who have the idea of ​​getting close to the Witch King.

The marble platform made a rattling sound as its interior began to crack and twist under pressure. The stay cables swayed from side to side as a result, and the arches supporting the platform were riddled with cracks. Zhao Mai's body was squashed and shrunk, and then grew back to its original shape with the help of the natural force. For this reason, the Witch King cast a look of approval.

You are Mike Longhou, right? The one who really killed the Witch King Karak. He said with a smile on his lips: You are qualified to stand among us and share the power of the world together. Tire is in your hands. It’s definitely better than that clown in Tessian, because in the end, strength determines who’s on top and who’s on the bottom.”

I have seen this move of yours before, please change to the next one. Zhao Mai licked his lips, I have seen a technique called psychic spiral, can you do it?

Witch King Humanna narrowed his eyes and volleyed toward Zhao Mai with his left hand that was not holding anything. Zhao Mai felt a suction, but his domain was self-contained and nothing was sucked away. What are you sucking? Oh, life force. You want to use my life force to perform magic, just like you draw the power of magic from this world. If you can't draw me, you should use the psychic spiral. I've always wanted to see it. experience.

Presumptuous! With his roar, all the residents of Ulric fell to the ground, their bodies trembling. The magical energy gathered in Humana's hand and turned into a volleyball-sized ball of fiery red light. The flames rose from the red ball, and the air was distorted by the high temperature. The Witch King seemed to hold the sun in his hands.

As the light came over, Zhao Mai's skin began to smoke, burning with corrosive power. You actually created radiation energy? No wonder you killed all the trolls! Zhao Mai moved his neck and transformed the surface of his skin into a carapace structure similar to a ghost spaceship. In space, deadly radiation is everywhere, and the ghost spacecraft has long adapted to it and has its own way of dealing with it.

Humana looked at Zhao Mai curiously, and then threw the light ball over. It is simply a dirty bomb. Once it explodes, the high-energy particle flow and radioactive energy will kill all surrounding creatures. Zhao Mai was a little curious about what method the Witch King would use to avoid killing himself, but curiosity must be used in the right place. Protecting life is definitely much more important than curiosity.

The ball of light kept flying closer, and layers of cold air surrounded it, forcibly cooling it down. The essence of heat is the irregular thermal movement of molecules, and Zhao Mai's cold air also gives all energy a way to vent. As the ball of light flew, its energy level was reduced as if it were being peeled off, and at the same time, its speed was reduced by Zhao Mai's psychic power. When he arrived in front of Zhao Mai, the radiation was still there, but it was no longer able to explode, and its power was only very little.

Seeing that his light ball was cracked, Humana's eyes widened, his expression was crazy and excited, he made a sound of ahhhhhh and waved his arms, Okay! Great! Karak's death was not unfair. ! Have a good death! I just like guys like you!

You must be mentally ill! Zhao Mai said: For the last time, show me the psychic spiral, and I will fight you with peace of mind.

Humana put away his wild laughter for an instant and became as serious as a rock. He looked at Zhao Mai coldly, and his body began to swell. He quickly rose to a height of about three stories. His golden eyes looked down at Zhao Mai, and the platform seemed small and narrow. The strong body is covered with golden hair, and a long tail like a lion ends in a large tuft of hair. When it hits the ground, it makes a dull sound like a heavy hammer. Like all feline predators, the powerful hind legs with solid muscles combine both speed and strength; the beast's arms are still similar to humanoids, but the muscles are developed and the hands become claws. From the top of the head to the neck, there is a thick golden mane. The original scepter became a pendant, hidden in the mane under the neck. The original fangs of Humana are now the fangs protruding from under the demi-lion's small nose.

He rushed over, waved his claws, and grabbed Zhao Mai with a sharp wind and a cold light. Zhao Mai held the sword behind him, turned around, and slashed. Only a refreshing and sharp click was heard, the lion's claws and arms separated, and it flew alone in the air.

Let you use the psychic spiral! Zhao Mai waved the Eight-Eyed Sword and slashed across it. Humana is indeed a guy who can exterminate a species. He can detect something wrong in an instant and react in the same instant. He used spiritual energy as a counterattack, while attacking Zhao Mai, while providing strength for his maneuvering avoidance.

The Eight-Eyed Sword became slower - only relative to itself - but it still cut into Humana's skin and cut it open. It was only then that blood burst out from the broken wrists and the wounds on the ribs. The red droplets took on a spherical shape in the air and contained the Witch King's scalding body temperature, which was beautiful and moving. Humanna finally avoided being cut in half and avoided Zhao Mai's sword with the help of a rebound.

But he was not able to avoid Zhao Mai's pursuit - the warrior who had already taken action would not stop with just one move. Zhao Mai suddenly accelerated and rushed forward against the pressure of Humana's psychic power. The closer he got to the Witch King, the greater the pressure he received, rising almost exponentially. Between two people, because of this heavy pressure, not only the material, but also the space was damaged. The air shattered into countless prisms, and strange shadows refracted back and forth on the mirror of space, as if there were hundreds of Humana and thousands of Zhao Mai.

The eight-eyed sword made of vibranium suffered much less repulsive force than Zhao Mai himself, so it was able to stab into Hamana's chest, slit the flesh, cut off the ribs, and cut open the heart! The psychic field between the two people was compressed to the limit, and then an explosion inevitably occurred. There was no fire, no loud noise, just Zhao Mai standing there and the giant lion man who was knocked away.

Domain, psychic powers, and stronger physical strength made Zhao Mai the person standing on the platform, and the Witch King was ejected and turned into a parabola flying towards the crater. Zhao Mai shook his sword, kicked hard, and pursued him. The platform, which had been tortured over and over again, was finally freed. It was completely shattered, fell from the air, and floated into the city of Yurik.

The whole city was screaming.