Chapter 176 The Cruelty of Atas (Additional Update for Initial Order of 400)

The sand above the head rolled down, piled up into small mounds, and then flowed and spread in all directions, gradually covering everyone's feet. Fights now had to take place in the sand, sinking, pulling up, and kicking up dust with every move. The wind formed by the impact gradually turned into a hazy cloud.

The light emitted by the light ball was blocked by clouds and fog, and emitted into a weird halo. Fire, ice and lightning shuttled through the halo, and the sound of weapons clashing was endless. Despite changing a variety of weapons, the Tauren still failed to achieve results. Not to mention killing someone, it didn't even cause serious injuries.

The cooperation between Ricas and Butcher has become more and more proficient. They can know what kind of cover the other party needs without verbal communication at all, forming the effect of one plus one being greater than two. Butcher learned many useful feints from Ricas, and Ricas streamlined the complicated moves from Butcher and made them more suitable for battlefield use. Their tacit understanding formed a suppressive effect that always shrouded the tauren, making him completely unable to use it.

Zhao Mai is the second blockade. He commands three black-scaled ghost lizards to circle the battlefield, seize the opportunity to make up for the flaws, take over the rhythm of the battle, and give Butcher and Ricas a chance to rest. The tauren wanted to kill Zhao Mai as soon as possible, but there was always a black-scaled ghost lizard risking his life to cover him. The combined force of several beasts made the tauren unable to resist. The Minotaur's armor can help him slide away from piercing and slashing attacks, and can also form a buffer when encountering blunt blows and huge impacts, but it is not the absolute defense of a taxi after all. Even if the tauren wanted to move forward, he would always be beaten to stagger and even retreat, let alone escape.

Looking at the rising smoke, Satiri thought of a good idea to deal with the light ball. She manipulated the airflow to form a sandstorm cloud, covering everyone's heads. If dark clouds can block the light of the sun in the sky, wouldn't clouds formed by more dense sand have a better effect? The light balls cannot be aimed, so even when they are gathered together, they cannot emit energy rays. Although this also reduced the surrounding light, everyone finally did not have to worry about attacks from above.

The sandstorm cloud would not dissipate for a while, but the tauren could no longer hold on. Several people deliberately focused their attack targets near the Minotaur's nose, which was indeed a weak point of the shield. Gradually, everyone saw the difference. The light near the shield near the tip of the Minotaur's nose began to blur, like a mirage formed by heat in the sand sea, fluttering and about to disappear at any time. Everyone's fighting spirit was high, and Likas seized the opportunity and struck the tauren on the nose with a sword! In a small crackling explosion, the shield was finally shattered. The tauren staggered a few steps, and a deep cut appeared on his nose.

Blood flowed from the tauren's fingers, and the rolled sand hit him directly instead of being removed by the shield.

Butcher rushed forward, grabbed the tauren's halberd with both hands, and then hit the tauren between the eyebrows with a head hammer. He raised his foot, kicked the tauren down, and snatched the weapon from his hand.

"Don't kill me!" The tauren lay on the ground, raised his hands, and passed his thumb across the horns. Just when Butcher was in a daze, the minotaur disappeared from the ground with a swoosh.

The halberd fell heavily, but it only hit sand. Butcher turned around quickly and spun the weapon around him quickly, but could not find any trace of the tauren. "He ran away?" Butcher pricked up his ears to listen, but still found nothing.

Zhao Mai didn't relax at all. Judging from the situation just now, this didn't look like teleportation, but it didn't look like invisibility either. At this time, he could only rely on the nose of the black-scaled ghost lizard, so he let the three black beasts move.

The black-scaled ghost lizards looked at each other, then dived under the sand. They are creatures that can hide in the sea of ​​sand, and there is already a lot of sand falling from the roof of the cave, enough for them to take advantage of this characteristic.

"I don't think he ran away." Zhao Mai lost sight of the tauren and closed his eyes instead. He focused his senses on magic, constantly radiating psychic powers like radar waves, while feeling the changes in the surrounding natural force.

At this moment, he realized that something was very wrong with Satiri. At the feet of the female mage, an ever-expanding vortex was frantically absorbing magical energy, and the nearby life force was wailing in fear. This is a situation that only happens to blasphemer mages. Once this power enters Satiri's body, she will no longer be able to effectively control the power requirements when casting magic. Every time she casts a blasphemy spell, it will always affect the natural environment. It causes irreparable damage.

But she is a member of the Masked Alliance, and the Masked Alliance protects the guardian mages and hunts all blasphemer mages, which means that Satiri will be hunted down by her friends and teachers! She also knew that things would get worse and worse. Tears kept flowing and choking occupied her throat. However, Satiri covered her mouth hard to prevent her sadness and regret from affecting her fighting companions.

She herself was terrified, knowing that the fate of the blasphemer was inevitable, just a matter of time sooner or later. In fact, if it were not for the care of the will of the planet, Shadili would have fallen by now. An idea appeared in Zhao Mai's mind, and he suspected that this was caused by the will of the planet. But this idea was originally his plan.

Satiri belongs to this world, but Zhao Mai does not. So what if she is spurned by people in this world as a blasphemer? He made a reassuring gesture to Shatiri, then immediately squatted down, put his hands close to the ground, used his attraction to the force of nature, and gathered all his magic power without any scruples! "Obey my will, listen to my call." Zhao Mai continued to increase his strength, seemingly endlessly. He is a druid, and his affinity for life energy is higher than that of a mage. In addition, he acted deliberately, and he indeed attracted the vortex of profane energy under Satiri's feet.

The female mage was stunned for a moment when she saw Zhao Mai's actions and understood what he was going to do. But soon, she clearly felt a lightness on her body, and the feeling of being out of control immediately dissipated. The blasphemous energy curse no longer threatened her, and her control over magic returned. She quickly retracted the spell and looked at her hands with lingering fear. She was just a moment away from becoming a blasphemous mage, a pinpoint-sized moment. Her tears flowed down, and the figure of Zhao Mai carrying all the curses was imprinted in her heart. Zhao Mai replaced her as the blasphemer and was forever hated by Atas, but she was spared. After breathing heavily for several times, Satiri still couldn't hold on. The fatigue from over-casting made her vision go dark and she fainted.

Zhao Mai also radiated his psychic powers, extending through the sand. The hatred-filled life force of the earth transformed into violent natural force and penetrated into his body again, but he remained silent, as if he wanted to continue this absorption and blasphemy forever. If Satiri saw this scene, she might be frightened to death by Zhao Mai's crazy behavior! No one wants to bear such a huge blasphemous energy curse, which will affect a spellcaster's control of energy and affect his future!

However, this scene successfully drew the tauren out, and his target was only Zhao Mai from beginning to end. The bull's head appeared out of thin air, holding a dagger that shimmered with night and stars in his hand, and stabbed Zhao Mai's spine from behind.

"I caught you!" Zhao Mai didn't see the tauren, he just noticed the hole in the natural force behind him. It was like an obstacle emerging from the continuous space, abrupt and obvious. Invisibility blocks the perception of light, but does not compensate for other disturbances in energy fields (such as the Force). Zhao Mai did not hesitate and immediately activated the quicksand spell in his hand, making himself and the sand behind him extremely soft at the same time.

The tauren tilted his body, and like Zhao Mai, his knees sank into the sand. However, the tauren did not give up the attack. He exerted force on his waist and suddenly stretched out his left hand to grab Zhao Mai's shoulder. The dagger in his right hand still struggled to draw a fatal arc. But no one expected that Zhao Mai could suddenly move forward at this time, with his legs half sunk in the sand and not making any movements, and forcefully slipped out of the Minotaur's grasp!

"No!" The tauren sank suddenly, and the sand had already covered his thighs, making him completely unable to move! Two black-scaled ghost lizards, one on the left and one on the right, popped their heads out of the quicksand and bit him hard on the shoulders. They don't tear, they just keep biting together, just because they are afraid that he will use some method to "disappear invisible".

Zhao Mai slowly "rose" from the sand. Under his feet, a black-scaled ghost lizard wrapped its tail around his ankle and lurked under the sand. It was it that used its ability to move in the sand to help Zhao Mai change his position and avoid the fatal blow at the critical moment. But it is dying now. After all, when Zhao Mai attracted the blasphemous energy curse, the black-scaled ghost lizard was right below him, and a large amount of life energy was violently absorbed by him. What's more, there will be quicksand magic in the future. Casting the spell will consume vitality. In Atas, it is an iron-like law and will never be shaken.

"Sorry," Zhao Mai knew that this black-scaled ghost lizard would age rapidly and would never be as strong and healthy as before. If the tauren had been more patient and came out a little later, Zhao Mai might have completely sucked the lizard to death. If that happens, Zhao Mai can only...can only let the next one take over.

Cruel? Maybe that's the price to pay for victory in Atas. The tauren's shoulders were bitten into pieces, and the hatred in his eyes burned like fire. "If my magic ship hadn't crashed and lost most of its equipment, you wouldn't have survived!"

"You're right." Zhao Mai picked up the dagger that the tauren had dropped on the ground, and stabbed him in the throat when his eyes finally turned horrified. The tauren's last words were unclear, seeming to be: "For..."

"This is for my freedom." Zhao Mai said, "The next thing is theirs."