Sword and Magic and Taxi

The lightning shot towards Flamel Manor hit some kind of magic circle, burst out with a burst of bright light, and then violently penetrated it. Fortunately, the magic circle has more than one layer, and the second layer of ultimate protection and obstacles spells come into play. Although it was penetrated, there are still third and fourth layers. In that moment, Zhao Mai saw at least four layers of magic protection. How many layers are there to come? Zhao Mai has no time to continue counting. After all, he is in the middle of a battle now, not in a movie theater.

Zhao Mai threw the Eight-Eyed Sword out early to block the lightning that shot towards his house. Although there is a small chaos clock distorting the space structure for protection, wouldn't it be better to be able to directly resist outside the chaos clock? The lightning collided with the vibranium sword, and they couldn't help each other, so they both changed directions. The Eight-Eyed Sword fell and was stuck on the ground, and lightning continued to fly toward space.

While the old mage was gathering lightning energy, Alfonso reached out and touched his arms. Judging from the body's energy response, Alfonso is not a strong combat talent, but I believe he will definitely have one or two life-saving skills or magic weapons, and now he may be grabbing a certain treasure. But with such a good opportunity, how could Zhao Mai let him use the magic weapon as he wished? He grabbed Alfonso's outstretched arm, and then blocked the path between him and Lightning - even a bit attracting Lightning to shoot here to kill two birds with one stone.

Be careful! Ahhh! Zhao Mai protected Alfonso with one hand and grabbed Lightning with the other. Flashing electric light illuminated his vision, and waves of tingling pain came from his palms - but that was all. When the light gradually dissipated, Zhao Mai stood motionless, except for a slight burnt mark on his palm.

He turned his hand over, put it in front of his mouth and blew hard. The mark disappeared with the wind, and it turned out that it was just the residue of dust and other impurities in the air under the action of electric heating. Zhao Mai's own palms were unscathed. The body transformation at the level of complete demonic dragon transformation was so effective in protecting against the spell that it could even be said that it was created specifically to deal with this kind of damage.

Are you okay? Zhao Mai looked at Alfonso with concern: Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I won't let this lunatic hurt the outstanding employees of United Bank.

Alfonso looked past Zhao Mai to the sky, and searched through his memory to confirm that the old man was not a customer of the bank. He responded smoothly: Thank you very much. His sneak attack is despicable, but your heroic rescue is really admirable.

In order to prevent it from being too corny and reducing the combat effectiveness, Zhao Mai did not continue this conversation. We are all adults, and we will not try to win favor with just a few words, just to achieve the purpose of preliminary exchange of feelings. He glanced at the old mage flying in the sky, and suddenly asked Alfonso: In the current relatively chaotic situation, if you want to establish your authority, should you focus more on lethality or cruel effects?

It's... almost right? Alfonso felt chilled by this question, and seemed to be surrounded by murderous aura. What do you want to do?

Of course, kill him! Zhao Mai said lightly, and then his eyes burned with blue flames.

Alfonso felt a soft but extremely abundant and determined force, and he was pushed away from the battlefield. He saw the blue flames in Zhao Mai's eyes flowing down, surrounding his body, and forming the face of a strange insect in mid-air behind him. A pair of huge compound eyes can be vaguely seen, and the mouth with pliers and dense chewing teeth opens and closes, revealing a primitive and ferocious power. In a daze, Alfonso foresaw the outcome of this battle: the insect, with a firm and leisurely expression, ate the old mage one bite at a time.

Curse the heaven and the earth! The old mage waved his hand, and the sky and the earth changed color. Black clouds on the skull's face appeared out of thin air, and gusts of dark wind blew. Zhao Mai could see the magic spells gathering in mid-air, joining together like building blocks, forming chains, becoming a big net, and pressing down into a thick layer of barriers.

Magic spells are a versatile power capable of achieving almost any effect, but they also have weaknesses that are difficult to overcome. Regardless of one's own spell control and release power, the essence of magic is still a method of calling on the energy of the surrounding environment. High magic, low magic, and no magic will have a great impact on it, and the more complex the spell, the more nodes the mage needs to pay attention to. Adding control steps means that the casting speed is limited.

This is why magic flourishes, but it always needs warrior protection. Zhao Mai accelerated and rushed towards the old mage. Under his summons, the Eight-Eyed Sword followed the psychic powers in the field and chased after him.

Childish! The old mage stood there without moving, and Zhao Mai passed directly through his body, as if passing through a projection. Although the energy carried by Zhao Mai caused ripples in the surrounding space, the elemental energy would also interfere with the operation of the spell when colliding with each other, not to mention that Zhao Mai had been using psychic powers to disturb the structure of the magic spell and continue to dispel the magic. But despite all these methods, the old mage still stayed where he was, and just slowly turned around to face Zhao Mai.

You will be blind, deaf, and paralyzed. Your mouth will not be able to speak, your nose will not be able to smell, and your skin will not be able to feel! He pointed at Zhao Mai with his finger and said in a thunderous voice: I curse you!

More than a dozen spells wrapped around Zhao Mai's body. After spending about 80% of his power, they penetrated his supernatural shield and successfully landed on Zhao Mai. Then, there is no more. Zhao Mai still held his chin and looked at the old mage with interest, How did you do it? This seems to be the point in your space, but it is not that point.

How are you immune to spells? This... The old mage was stunned for a moment, and then said through gritted teeth: There is no one in the world who is completely immune to spells. I will definitely find your limit!

The mage raised his hands, and the spell continued to gather. Zhao Mai raised his eyelids and suddenly rushed out at lightning speed, detonating circles of air waves and even causing the air to generate static sparks during the violent friction, crackling all the way. But he still penetrated through the mage's body and failed to catch him.

It's so weird. In the past, a mage used a protective shield to block me, but he was able to penetrate through the energy the moment he cast the spell. Why can't you do this?

It can make the body drill in along with the energy. How is this possible? Alfonso was completely frightened by Zhao Mai's super speed. He instantly forgot about his reserved demeanor and wise and professional attitude, and couldn't even watch the chess game. He lost all his courtesy and shouted: You think you are an energy elemental person!

Yeah, Zhao Mai turned into a ball of light, but in this state the ball of light turned pure blue, and the core brightness was difficult to look at directly. The blue ball swayed left and right in the sky a few times, but it still failed to approach the old mage in terms of energy and physics. The elemental state doesn't help much with this. He endured another round of curses without losing a single hair, and easily changed back again, saying with a smile that chilled the hearts of others: It's really interesting.