Chapter 1057

He's about the size of a cat, with a bright red skin and prominent sharp spines on the back, with brown membranes between the spines to form wings. The tail with the barbed tail swung back and forth, aiming at Zhao Mai's eyebrow from time to time. Under his crooked horns, a pair of sulfur colored eyes stare at Zhao Mai.

"It turned out to be just a little devil." Zhao Mai snorted and reached for it. With the help of blue crystal, most of his body functions recovered, and his movements were as fast as lightning. The little devil was caught by Zhao Mai when he had time to turn his side.

Just grinded the blue crystal to complete the appetizer, the mouth opens again. The triangular fangs are not in one row, but like sharks, there are six rows, and they are all used for cutting. Zhao Mai thinks that this thing in front of him is an element detached person. Even though the breath he exudes is not the same, his intuition is intuition. Zhao Mai's intuition has not made any mistakes up to now. Since the element detached is no longer the element state, the best way to deal with the little devil of flesh and blood is to eat him?

The little devil doesn't want to be killed by the power of the food chain, and his whole body bursts into red light. Zhao Mai felt that his hand was light and disappeared completely from his wrist. The little devil also took the opportunity to escape, flapping his wings and flying out of the pit. It should have been a happy thing to get out of trouble, but the little devil yelled angrily: "you reptile are trying to eat me? I am the king of witchcraft, the founder of civilization! The wisest king will turn to me for help! And you are nothing but a beast

With the little devil boasting about his ability, his energy is also rising. Zhao Mai is not sure whether there is a certain connection between the two, but he knows that he should not think foolishly in the pit. He pushed his legs and went straight up. It doesn't matter if one hand doesn't grow out. Just insert the hilt of the eight eye sword, just like Ricas in the slave arena?

"Magic lightning!" This time, the little devil didn't use the stick any more - there was no way to use it. It was dissolved in the corrosive solution. His hands shot Red lightning, forming a dense power grid to Zhao Mai. The eight eye sword draws an arc in the air, cuts the power grid, and Zhao Mai rushes from it to the level with the little devil.

The sword was cut horizontally, but it was blocked by the little devil's skin and made a loud sound. The little devil showed a confident and sarcastic smile on his face, as if he was saying that Zhao Mai was beyond his ability. Indeed, it was the first time that he saw something that could not be cut by the eight eye sword. Zhao Mai was surprised, but he raised his hand again and used more strength to cut it again!

Still did not cut into, but the little devil was hard hit down this time, directly hit on the surface of the death star, a pit. Zhao Mai looked at the eight eyes sword. There was no gap in the blade, so he let go. "As long as it's strong enough, a stick can knock you to death!"

The little devil turned over and jumped up from the pit. There was a bright white mark on the red skin of his neck. "If you can't hack it, do you have a problem with your brain?"

"Brain is a good thing, but I don't share it that way." Zhao Mai raised his left hand as he spoke. A squid's tentacle on z-bug reaches over and presses down like a hill, but it disappears instantly when it touches Zhao Mai's palm. Zhao Mai looks like he's full. His body wriggles and his skin waves. He goes through it from head to foot, and then he's back to normal. "My brain is full of muscles, my brain is full of muscles, what can you do for me?"

The number of cells returned to the best state, Zhao Mai opened the kingdom of God again, and the blue flame was still fierce and hot. "How do you feel now? I think it's really wonderful

"Where does your stupid confidence come from?" The little devil's hands moved quickly in front of him, drawing a complex incantation pattern. It took him only a moment to complete Zhao Mai's work for a few days. The little devil once again "omitted" the preparation process of the spell. However, the extremely complex spell was not used to attack Zhao Mai, but was put on by the little devil.

Zhao Mai blinked his eyes and suddenly realized in his mind that the foundation of the incantation he learned from Hogwarts is the power of language, and the most basic feature of language is the definition of the world. The set of self-defense incantations of the little devil of the elemental detachment is to attach a certain definition to himself - whether it's true word magic or the kingdom of God, or the will of the world. Zhao Mai didn't know what was going on, but he suddenly understood the little devil's skill: he used magic to lock up part of the world's will and become the inevitable result of his future.

"I am the winner, and victory is mine." The little devil smiles confidently.

"I see. You've locked the concept of victory in yourself! You have reversed the law of cause and effect with rules Zhao Mai's words shocked the devil, his lips trembled, and he almost blurted out "how do you understand it", but the next words made him even more frightened. "I allow you to win, I can accept defeat, but I am a survivor, and I will always survive, again and again, forever. You have victory, you have glory, you will fight with me in victory, it's so simple. In the end, you will always win over me and die, and I will survive. "

The blue flame suddenly became solid and turned into a leather armor on Zhao Mai. This is much more ordinary than the shining mantra of the little devil, but it fits perfectly. Zhao Mai laughs. "Finally, I don't need to be naked!""It's a terrible opponent to step on the steps of the throne." The little devil is still occupying the throne of detachment. Seeing Zhao Mai's sudden burst of learning and understanding ability, how can he not know its source? Using tools to understand the world is a method that every intelligent life will use. From knots to brushes, from words to songs, from religion to science, the throne of the detached is a tool for the strongest, which is the most important and meaningful of its numerous functions.

He looked at the universe outside with the remaining light from the corner of his eye. The sky was completely dark, which showed that the light of the sun would not come to the earth again, the flame of life would gradually go out, and the world began to die. In order to survive, the ultimate source of power will also escape to the opposite, and then the world will be completely annihilated, no longer exists. The old man's throne is oppressed by his own treasure. He will stay here and disappear together. When the throne goes out, even if the old man wants to go back, he doesn't have the ability to cover the original world.

He doesn't want to stay here and die with the old man's throne. Although he lost some strength in the corrosive liquid, he won't be knocked down by an unexpected rule. His core of detachment is still strong!

"Victory belongs to me!" The little devil announced loudly, and his "victory armor" also burst out a more brilliant light.

"You belong to me, from flesh to bone." Zhao Mai showed his predator's teeth and swooped down from the air.