Chapter 664…fight

Even though Zhao Mai crushed her forearm, she still held the dagger tightly. It's not that I don't want to let go, it seems I can't let go. Zhao Mai could see the "light power" entangled in the dagger and her wrist, connecting the weapon to her like a rope. Zhao Mai had a feeling that if she let go of her hand, she could still attack, and the target would still be the beating heart in her chest.

Duchard turned around, his face full of confusion. He only heard the scream of a woman, but did not find the woman. Zhao Mai stretched his hand to the woman's neck, pulled off the cloak and threw it aside. The light power that provided cover disappeared, and a twisting body appeared in front of everyone. This time, they could see it without the use of true seeing.

She is only about 1.4 meters tall, and with her childish appearance, she looks like a primary school student. There are elf-style decorations on her face, which are roughly curled leaves and intertwined branches, but there is a line of Latin tattoos in the middle of the collarbone, "Don't miss the opportunity."

Zhao Mai leaned over to sniff, but was punched on the chin by her. "Ouch! Ouch!" Two screams came from this elf-like girl, one for her fist, and the other for the severed arm that was still being pinched by Zhao Mai.

"Why is your body so strong? Do you have the blood of a rock troll, a mixed (Za) species!"

"Watch your words!" Zhao Mai still pays attention to his demeanor on the battlefield. He doesn't curse when there is no need to curse, and he doesn't use curse words when he needs to curse. "You are not a pure-blooded elf. How did you enter Mordor, and what are you doing here?"

"You evil, dirty orcs should be eliminated!" She tried to attack Zhao Mai as she spoke, but as long as Zhao Mai shook the hand holding the broken arm, she was relieved of her strength. The pain caused her to return without success many times. "You minions of Sauron and accomplices of darkness, you all deserve to die, you deserve to die!"

Is this stupid? As a time traveler, shouldn't the goal be to fight for the ownership of the Lord of the Rings? Why has it become such a hatred between camps? It's obviously a mission mode, but it has to be played in PVE, and in the end it has to be a PK with myself. This kind of deviation is rare. Zhao Mai suspected that the "Light World Will" had some influence on it, so he decided to conduct an experiment to see how deeply this power affected the travelers (others except him).

He took the girl's dagger and put it on his belt, then threw her aside and picked up the cloak on the ground. Zhao Mai laughed evilly and waved his hands like he was shooing away flies: "Such a small body has no interest at all, get away!"

The girl was stunned for a moment, not expecting that she could be let go. She stared warily at the two orcs, one tall and one strong, as well as the hellhound that began to lie down and lick its paws. After hesitating for a moment, she covered her broken arm and prepared to leave.

Zhao Mai suddenly exuded the will of the dark world in himself, fueling it with the power of the same origin and species. The light power in the girl echoed the situation and immediately surged. She stopped, took a deep breath, and seemed to have made some kind of decision in her heart.

She took out a vial, clicked the cork and threw it to the floor. "Adaptation Capsule", produced by Continental Hotel, contains four destiny gold coins. In addition to carrying one thing, it can also expand a temporary area that lasts for half an hour. Zhao Mai closed his eyes, with regret and joy in his heart, listening to the girl say: "Damn orc, I will eradicate you today!"

Zhao Mai watched her drink a bottle of potion, and then the injury on her right arm recovered. The adaptation capsule brought a suitcase with various weapons inside. After she said "combat readiness equipment" in Latin, they all flew to her body.

So what if she was fully armed? Zhao Mai saw firearms, knives and holy water bottles engraved with crosses, and a thick spell book tied to his belt with a chain, floating in the air. She had one hand on the spell book and the other hand held the revolver.

It seems that the will of the world has subtly changed the way of thinking of the time traveler, making her blind with confidence. But it feels so comfortable to adapt to the realm of the cabin... Zhao Mai took a deep breath and waved to Duchard and the reserve food, "You guys stay away, I will do it myself."

"You are a strange orc." The girl seemed to have more abilities in the familiar field, her eyes were shining brightly, and she looked up and down Zhao Mai's body. "I've been in Mordor for three years, and this is the first time I've seen you like this."

"You have been in Mordor for three years? Which elf are you from, the Noldor, the Nandor or the Teleri?"

"Stupid orc, I am none of those elves. I come from a nobler and more powerful place. Now, accept my sanction!"

The trigger is pulled, the flame is activated, and the bullet is ejected, carrying two kinds of sacred power. A light from this world, a cross from another world. The warhead received a double blessing, and with the determination to hit, it went straight to Zhao Mai's eyebrows.

Then it was blocked by scales. Regardless of whether this bullet has the attribute of "guaranteed to hit", its hardness and kinetic energy will not be enhanced. Hitting does not mean it can penetrate, especially when it hits the shell of a space-grade battleship. "You can't see the energy in yourself. Have you never doubted your thoughts and fighting motives? Let's not say whether you can do it or not. What's the point of defeating me?"

What answered him was five bullets that hit his eyebrows in succession. After the superposition of force, part of the bullets finally squeezed into the scales. Zhao Mai reached out to pick it off and threw it aside.

"You...you are not an orc. It is impossible for an orc to do this."

"Unfortunately, it's too late." Zhao Mai clenched his fists and said, "I already know your choice, so be ready now."

"Holy light sanction!" The girl dropped her pistol, the spell book shined brightly, and a thick beam of light filled with flames pierced the sky diagonally and struck in the direction of Zhao Mai. The entire ground was pressed down to form an oval-shaped pit, and the thousands-degree flames even distorted the air.

Duchard screamed, raised his meteor hammer and rushed forward, ready to avenge Zhao Mai. Li Li got in front of his feet and tried to block him with his body. Originally, this trick of stumbling under the plate should have been successful, but he obviously underestimated the power of the orc and was kicked out directly. Fortunately, the orc also stumbled and fell to the ground, barely achieving his original goal.

The chaos here obviously did not affect the female elf's attention. She intuitively felt that something was wrong. Even an ordinary orc should have remains after being burned by the holy fire. Besides, the orc's body on the opposite side is so strong and obviously not flammable. Why is there not even black ash?

She turned around suddenly, but still didn't see Zhao Mai. Since she couldn't rely on her eyes, she patted the spell book again. Her body glowed brightly, and three pairs of wings formed by the light were about to unfold from behind.

Zhao Mai still appeared behind her and hit her spine three times in a row. The spell was interrupted, and the caster fell limply to the ground, taking short and rapid breaths, and finally showed a normal expression of fear.