Is it demonstrating to me? Xing Ze frowned. He no longer stopped, turned around and started running for his life.
The monster's huge body followed closely behind. It looked like a ghost in the wind and snow, and it ran without making any sound.
Xing Ze used Apparition to escape a sudden attack. He felt his stomach twitching. This spell cannot be used frequently. It consumes a lot of magic power and affects people's spirit.
As long as it lasts five minutes! Xing Ze comforted himself. He used Apparition up to eight times a day, of course not continuously.
The wind and snow behind him became stronger in vain, and the strong airflow pushed Xing Ze forward. His steps were unsteady and he almost fell to the ground. The light on his body suddenly dimmed a lot.
Novel Ker's maw followed, intending to swallow the wizard together with the ice and snow.
Xing Ze had to use Apparition again, but apart from an increase in nausea, his spirit was not affected.
He noticed that the wand in his hand was like a black hole, absorbing the magic power around him without restraint, no, to be precise, it was the magic power of the monster.
Novel Ke also discovered this. It turned around angrily and slapped Xing Ze hard with its sharp claws.
Several ground thorns came out of the earth. He smashed the ground thorns with his claws. After a while, they were blocked by a circular shield. Before the next attack came, Xing Ze jumped up and dodged the shield.
The fate of being crushed together.
He kept running forward in the snow, and the two claws on the monster's waist grabbed at him.
He managed to dodge the first claw, but the second one smacked down a few steps away from him, the impact causing the ground to shake and sending white snow flying everywhere.
Xing Ze cast an airflow spell, and the nearby wind supported his body and pushed him out from under Novel Ke's belly.
Before he could take a breath, a blue light flashed across his head, and the cold magical energy condensed into a thick ice wall directly in front of him.
He didn't have time to cast the spell. The monster had already turned its head. God knows why it was so agile.
A strong wind hit, and Xing Ze rolled to the side in embarrassment. The ice wall instantly turned into countless fragments, and the flying fragments knocked down several small fir trees.
One of the pieces hit Xing Ze's back, and the severe pain made him gasp. He started running! He shouted in his heart, and then used Apparition again.
This time he teleported directly to the agreed-upon location, and three consecutive apparitions began to affect Xing Ze.
He felt dizzy, and many indescribable black shadows appeared in front of his eyes. These black shadows sometimes separated and sometimes converged, and the whole world began to rotate continuously, like a kaleidoscope.
The beep of the wand in his hand woke him up. Xing Ze reached out and grabbed a handful of snow and put it into his mouth. The cold stimulation brought his brain back to normal.
He stood up from the ground with difficulty, spat out the red snow water, and turned to look behind him. Edwin was fully focused, and the magic energy was gathering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Hurry!
Xing Ze raised his wand and fired missiles at the running black figure one after another. It didn't have much effect. The monster was like a silent heavy tank, rushing towards him unstoppably.
He saw clearly the jet black steel claw, the gray mane on the sharp claw, and the monster's ferocious face.
Boom!
The sound of explosions resounded through the sky, and the flames illuminated Xing Ze's face. The continuous explosions drowned out the monster's wails, and the smell of burning permeated the air.
A few minutes later, the monster let out a last unwilling cry and fell to the ground. The flying snow covered the sky, but it was quickly shaken away by the impact of the explosion.
While Xing Ze mourned for Samson Wiblin in his heart, he bypassed Novel Ker and ran towards Benson.
Although he was mentally prepared, Xing Ze still felt palpitations when he saw Benson.
The old gentleman lay weakly on the ground, his body almost twisted, and the snow underneath was dyed red. The magic robe offset part of the impact, but only partially.
I could have saved him. Xing Ze thought to himself. He walked to Benson. The old man reluctantly opened his eyes and slowly raised his hand, "Take... put... ahem... take my magic... wand, go
…Go to…three sweeps…”
"Stop talking." Xing Ze interrupted the old man and found the healing potion from his briefcase. "Drink it. This may save your life."
"No!" Benson roared, blood pouring out of his mouth, "No... kill me, I am contaminated... with a magic wand... you must kill me!"
His speech was incoherent, and he lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss. No matter how decent he lived during his lifetime, he was equally worthless in the face of death.
Yes, worthless.
Cold hands held Xing Ze's, and the blackthorn wand was pressed into his palm. At the same time, an indescribable feeling came from his hand.
Xing Ze felt a trance before his eyes. He saw Benson's hand turned into several black and red tentacles, and these disgusting tentacles were coming upwards.
"Kill...kill me!"
The hysterical shouting made Xing Ze come back to his senses from the panic. Almost driven by instinct, he waved his magic wand, and a bright light flashed. The feeling disappeared immediately, and everything returned to calm.
Benson's returned to normal hand landed on the snow with the wand. Xing Ze stared blankly at the corpse in front of him. Was that just an illusion? He asked himself, the answer was unknown.
"Hey, he's still alive, come here and help." Edwin's voice sounded beside him, "Did you hear it? Come and help!"
Xing Ze took a deep breath, picked up the blackthorn wand on the ground, stood up and walked over.
The train conductor's condition is not optimistic. Xing Ze has given him a healing potion, but it is unknown how effective it will be. The wind and snow are still not stopping, and Edwin plans to move him into the train.
"Where's the other one? Is he dead?" Reko, whose face turned pale, looked at Benson. He wanted to confirm, but was held back by Xing Ze.
"He is dead." Xing Ze said solemnly, "I sent him on his way."
Edwin pulled up the train conductor and glanced at the corpse not far away. Her face was calm and she said calmly: "He is contaminated. Killing him is the right choice."
"I really need to have a drink with you." Xing Ze murmured in a low voice. Many mysteries were like spider webs in his mind, and the two people in front of him obviously knew a lot.
Just when they were about to take the conductor away from here, the black shadow not far away started to move.
The wand in Xing Ze's hand trembled again. He noticed something was wrong and signaled the two of them to stop.
The nightmarish black figure finally stood up again, like an unyielding fighting beast, and its heavy breathing kept coming, like a countdown to death.
"For Merlin's sake." Reko looked desperate, "Can't it just lie there quietly? You son of a bitch!"
Xing Ze cast his gaze into the distance, and the vision broadening spell was enough to allow him to see the train clearly in the decreasing wind and snow. The magic shield had not yet been opened, so fifteen minutes was obviously an optimistic estimate.