Chapter 873

A new method of not causing alarm was born, that is to punch fast enough to make people fly out of sight in the blink of an eye, and control the vibration of the air to eliminate the sound.

There is a huge cemetery in Eureka City, and Zhao Mai will try to preach to his pastors, just like playing golf, one by one into the crater of the volcano, so that they can accompany the bones. The eight eyes sword followed him honestly, looking at the shadow disappeared in the sky, and then looked at Zhao Mai's fist, showing a look of envy.

At this time, the city of Eureka sounded the continuous horn, the daily prayer of the whole city began. All the inhabitants, whether slaves, soldiers or slave owners, knelt down facing the mountain. The priests sang hymns in unison, changing with the cadence of the horn.

Wearing a bright red robe with a big tail, wearing a high gold crown, and holding a skeletal Scepter with Obsidian balls in his hand, Hamana walked out slowly under the white feather fans supported by a group of slaves and came to the platform. He was wearing an amber mask with three centripetally connected "6" on his forehead. As he walked, he cheered the landslides and tsunamis; as he held out his hand, the whole city became silent.

This seems to be a good opportunity for sneak attack. Zhao Mai finally resisted the impulse of sneaking over and slapping his face. Seemingly ordinary platforms, in fact, lay a lot of magic protection, they do not encounter attacks will not be visible. When kalak is assassinated in tyre City, shatiri and cotander need to destroy the magic protection first, and then Ricas' heart wood spear has a chance to succeed.

Magic is not Zhao Mai's strong point, but violent cracking is always a feasible choice. Hamanna stands on a platform protruding from the cliff, with arched supports below and four stay cables above. The end of the platform, just above the city, can be seen clearly from any angle.

Zhao mailou leaned over and drew his sword from the scabbard. To deal with energy shield and other things, Zhenjin is obviously much better than his fist. The eight eyes of the eight eye sword turn around excitedly, looking for their targets everywhere. Zhao Mai obviously has a plan, and once the phantom moves, he flies up.

The magic array near the platform really had a reaction. The resistance of Zhao Mai's transmission increased rapidly as he approached the platform, until he hit a tight wall. He had to jump out of the teleport and reappear, just standing on the cliff above the side of the platform. The eight eye sword can't be teleported by this spell because it needs to change the body state to cast the phantom. It quickly flew over and thrust the hilt into Zhao Mai's hand.

In this way, everyone can see them. Dorgian covered his forehead and couldn't believe his eyes. "Why don't you sneak in?! What a handsome play

Hamanna is not an ordinary person. Naturally, he has seen Zhao Mai. His gray blue eyes, through the gap of the mask, shot the anger of being violated at Zhao Mai. "Ignorant and impertinent reptile, you have committed blasphemy and God has sentenced you to death!"

Dozens of priests held up the holy emblem and pointed at Zhao Mai with their fingers. In an instant, the golden lightning and the white flame shot together, just like the volley of the most elite archers. Hamanna's mask concealed his cruel smile.

He had seen the enemy die in the fire and lightning countless times, even the giant would burn up, leaving only charred bones. This kind of golden lightning and white flame is a magic that he specially created to eliminate trolls. His predecessor lost his favor because of the disadvantageous suppression of the troll. Naturally, he has to do better to win the favor of Rajat and become the current wizard king.

Zhao Mai blinked. He jumped down the cliff and landed near the platform. The fire and lightning are reasonably fast, and no bow and arrow can be compared. But in Zhao Mai's calm action, the incantation appears very slow, and the contrast makes people feel sick. He didn't look at hamanna either, but at the nearest pastor. "Hey, you're empty. Hi!"

"God has given me strength to fight against evil!" The priest raised his right hand in the air and pulled out a golden energy whip directly from the element plane. It has to be said that these incantations invented by harmana are excellent in appearance. This energy whip is surrounded by red flame and golden lightning. When it swings in the air, it makes an amazing buzzing sound.

"God said: kneel down, repent The whip jerked to Zhao Mai's cheek, and it was estimated that he wanted to make two circles around his neck. The idea is good, but it falls into Zhao Mai's trap. He reached out and grabbed the energy whip in the air, letting the lightning and flames run towards him. His psychic powers form a protection, and these elemental energies will "slip" on his body surface, and will not hurt him at all.

The energy channel connecting the inside and outside of the platform has appeared, which is exactly what Zhao Mai needs. There is no doubt that the magic protection of this energy channel is less powerful than that of other places. Hamanna's eyes glared, and instantly understood Zhao Mai's intention, but he didn't wait for him to shout: "let go of the magic!" Zhao Mai has already stabbed a sword hard along the energy whip.

Waves of ripples appear out of thin air, and the magic energy extracted from the vitality of atas shows its power, trying to push out the foreign matter that pierces his body. But when Zhenjin is affected by the strong external force, it will only become more compact and hard, and will not transmit the resistance back. With the help of this pierced gap, Zhao Mai put the psychic powers in, and then suddenly opened them.There was a spherical gap in the protection system of the platform, and Zhao Mai walked in. With an effort of his hand, he pulled the energy whip and threw the attacking priest behind him. Countless attacks hit him in the back, and he took a step sideways and put away his psionic powers. The protection spell of the platform returns to normal, blocking the innumerable attacks.

The magic explosion is gorgeous like fireworks, and the color of the platform shield is constantly changing, just like a kaleidoscope, which is the background color of the battle between Zhao Mai and hamanna. The king took a deep breath, and the crown, mask and robe fell off together. He was wearing a bony breastplate, which was polished as smooth as jade, so he couldn't tell for a moment what kind of bone it was made of.

The female slaves holding feather fans had been brainwashed and had no ability to judge the dangerous situation. They threw down their ritual utensils, waved their nails and teeth, and rushed up like crazy. The last three priests on the platform, holding the scepter, surrounded by "holy" energy - just a mixture of light and fire - also rushed towards Zhao Mai.

Zhao Mai swished a few swords back and forth, ordinary people were all chopped up, and the priests with better equipment and protection were all beaten flat or flying one by one, in short, they left the platform. The eight eyes sword is still as clean as new, Zhao Mai said: "Hamana, don't try to escape, today your only life is to go all out. You killed Millan, and I wonder how far you are now. "