Chapter 306 The First White Walker
"Well done!" Zhao Mai rushed forward with a lunge. The flame spear emitted a dazzling light, like a poisonous snake striking out, piercing out from the tiger's mouth and striking directly between the eyes of the White Walker.
"The same tricks are useless to me!" The female White Walker twisted around, lifted her feet off the ground, and spun her body like a whirlpool. Like silk rolled up by the wind, she lightly dodged the piercing flame spear. The ice crystal long-handled knife protruded from the whirlpool and cut into Zhao Mai's ribs in a crescent-like arc.
Zhao Mai directly pulled the spear back. The weapon created by the spell moves with the mind, the tail of the spear changes to the tip of the spear, and continues to attack the ghosts. "You use a whirlpool?" Zhao Mai pointed the tip of the spear directly at the center of the whirlpool, and was ready to explode the weapon after hitting it, letting the flames enter her fragile core.
"Smelly man!" The White Walkers knew that flaming weapons could not be blocked, so they stabbed the ground with a long-handled knife and used it as a fulcrum to change the direction of their flight. Her naked feet stepped into two muddy ravines and slid a short distance before she could stop. The long silver hair floated, ice-blue eyes flickered in the hair, and a smile hung on his lips: "If you put down the flame spear and use your warm flesh spear, I welcome you into my vortex at any time."
"Based on this dirty standard, you are a certain death character!" Zhao Mai raised his spear and threw it forward, and a red fire ray flew towards the White Walkers. The female ghost opened her mouth wide, and countless ice crystals and snow mist spurted out, colliding with the flames. There was only a roar, and a ball of water mist exploded between the White Walkers and Zhao Mai.
"Where is it?" The White Walker was about to raise his hand to freeze the mist. Suddenly, a black shadow appeared from the fog, and a little orange light was at the top of the black shadow. Before she could react, her chest was penetrated. "Obsidian! It hurts! It hurts! You bad man!" The female ghost screamed in pain, but she didn't turn into crushed ice?
Zhao Mai walked through the fog and was quite surprised when he saw this scene: "What's going on? You should be dead now! Obsidian versus the White Walkers..." He suddenly understood.
"Hmph, obsidian, it's not like I don't have any." The female ghost pulled hard to the side and pulled her body out of the obsidian spear. She pointed to her abdomen: "My obsidian is here. Those children of the forest killed my child and replaced him with obsidian. My child..." She smiled strangely, stretched out her tongue and licked her lips. : "But, my child has avenged me. The children of the forest are finally dead! Moreover, I have found a suitable husband, and I will have another child, haha."
The Children of the Forest themselves admit that many of their practices thousands of years ago were quite barbaric and primitive, and the White Walker in front of them seems to have experienced such a terrifying scene.
"A tragic story." Zhao Mai said: "For this story, I am willing to give you one last chance. Take all your ghosts with you, go back to the north, and don't come out again."
"No! The North is mine, and everything in this world will be ours! The First Men will finally gain the victory to conquer Westeros, in my form! Eternal life! Immortality! And I will finally learn how to cross the sea and let the ice God becomes the faith of the whole world!”
"Well, now that you have given up the opportunity and made your choice, I can feel free to deal with you." Zhao Mai said: "You are just not afraid of obsidian. There are many ways to kill you."
"I won't die. Even if you destroy my body, it doesn't matter." The female ghost said: "Ice is forever..."
A bolt of lightning was generated out of thin air and penetrated from the top of her head. The silver hair was covered with black burn marks, and through the pale skin, you could even see a lightning crack from head to toe. Zhao Mai raised his hand and continued to gather the energy of the natural force: "Although I like to use weapons, I am actually a spell caster."
"Come on! Come on Zhao Mai!" Xiaohua shouted loudly. She couldn't stay inside Hodor for long and came out early. The group of people had already gotten into the taxi, and Bran, who had become a White Walker, was treating them. Although Zhao Mai once taught him, he knew very few natural force spells. He mainly relied on infusing natural force spells into patients to improve their resistance and recovery capabilities. It seems that Jojen and Meera can save their lives. The situation in the summer when they were frozen into popsicles was not good, and the reserve food was scratching hard with his claws, constantly scratching the ice cubes into pieces.
The taxi that turned into a bus still refused to let Ado get in. The taxi is just a camouflage appearance. If it is not convertible, it cannot fit a three-meter-tall giant into it, even if the appearance looks okay. Ado gave up after trying several times. He sat alone outside the taxi and nervously watched the battle between Zhao Mai and the female White Walker.
Even though he looks cool when summoning Luo Lei, Zhao Mai actually has troubles that he can't tell. The flow of natural force in this place was extremely slow, as if he had fallen into paste. Spells like the flame knife are better. After the natural force enters his body, it will still change as usual, and it will not be affected when used. But spells that leave his body, such as lightning, are like using a 56k modem to download high-definition movies— —It would be nice if things didn’t crash if it was purely a test of patience.
For a long time, the second thunderbolt could not be fired, and by this time the White Walkers had recovered. The power of nature declined, but the power of ice became stronger, so her wounds continued to recover. Zhao Mai didn't wait for the spell, and there was no need to continue playing with her.
"Spiritual element!" Zhao Mai called on the natural force to assist him in transforming. A white ball of light appeared on the battlefield, and a raging spiritual flame burned on the surface. Even though she was six or seven meters away, the female White Walker still felt the incomparable heat. Her clothes burned quickly, and soon nothing was left.
She looked down at her curves, showing them off. "Did you see it? This black place is where the Son of the Forest placed the obsidian. **** Every night, every moment, I can feel the heat radiating from here, and I feel that I am still alive, and I will Feeling the hatred of the living, I gather the wrath of the dead, and I will never stop! Come, pierce me, burn me, but you will eventually find that all you do is meaningless."
"So much nonsense." After Zhao Mai transformed, the natural force became even thinner, and it became very troublesome to use the natural force flame. He had to use his psychic powers to create fire, which, although slightly weaker than natural fire, should be enough to deal with the White Walkers.
The White Walker holds the obsidian spear in both hands, using it as a weapon. "Strange, where did you put this thing just now? Why did you throw it out suddenly?" She naturally muttered a few words to herself, and then said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I will know it eventually."
The flame knife constructed with psychic powers collided with the obsidian spear. Zhao Mai secretly used force. The spiritual element has a strong catalytic effect on the powers, so the supernatural knife shattered the obsidian spear and slashed hard on the White Walker. Zhao Mai suddenly burst out the flames on the White Walker, igniting her from the inside out! Blue flames shot up into the sky, and painful howls resounded throughout the world.
"Burn! Burn!" Zhao Mai did not relax at all, and continued to strengthen the flames until the White Walkers were burned to ashes. In the end, only an oval-shaped obsidian fell on the snow, and the residual heat melted the ice and snow, making a sizzling sound.
Gray smoke curled up, Zhao Mai looked around, and the female ghost disappeared. At this moment, he heard countless footsteps, crackling and approaching. After a while, more than twenty white ghosts and countless corpses gathered from the hillside. They penetrated the Sons of the Forest's defense line and surrounded them from the direction of the valley. Countless blue eyes looked at Zhao Mai, like stars in the sky.
"It just so happens that I can't get enough of it," Zhao Mai said.