Chapter 16 Fierce Fight

Is it demonstrating to him? Xing Ze frowned, he did not stop, turned around and started to run for his life.

The huge body of the monster followed closely, it looked like a ghost in the wind and snow, and it ran without any sound.

Xing Ze used Apparition to avoid a sudden attack, and he felt his stomach twitching. That kind of spell cannot be used frequently, it will consume a lot of magic power and affect people's spirit.

Just hope to hold on for five minutes! Xing Ze comforted himself. He used Apparition up to eight times a day, of course not in the case of continuous use.

The wind and snow behind him suddenly became stronger, and the strong airflow pushed Xing Ze forward. He was unsteady and almost fell to the ground. The light around him dimmed a lot.

The big mouth of Nov-Ker followed, and it planned to swallow the wizard together with the ice and snow.

Xing Ze had to use Apparition again, but his spirit was not affected except for the increase in nausea.

He felt that the magic wand in his leg was like a black hole, absorbing the surrounding magic power without restraint, no, to be more precise, it was the magic power of the monster.

Nopho-Ke also discovered that, it turned around angrily, and slapped Xing Ze with its sharp claws.

Several ground spikes broke out of the ground, and the claws smashed the ground spikes, slowed down, and were blocked by a circular shield. Before the next attack came, Xing Ze jumped up and avoided the fate of being smashed together with the shield.

He kept running in the snow, and the two claws on the monster's waist grabbed him.

He managed to avoid the first claw, and the second claw slapped a few steps away from him. The impact made the ground shake, and the red snow splashed everywhere.

Xing Ze cast an air flow spell, and the wind that rolled up nearby supported his body and pushed him out of Nopho-Ke's belly.

Before he could catch his breath, a blue light flashed over his head, and the cold magic energy condensed into a thick ice wall in front of him.

He didn't have time to cast a spell, the monster had already turned its head, and God knew why it was so agile.

A strong wind hit, and Xing Ze ran to the side in a panic. The ice wall instantly turned into countless fragments, and the flying fragments knocked down several small fir trees.

One of the fragments hit Xing Ze's back, and the severe pain made him gasp. Run! He shouted in his heart, and then cast Apparition again.

That time he teleported directly to the agreed location, and three consecutive Apparitions began to affect Xing Ze.

He felt dizzy, and many indescribable black shadows appeared in front of him. Those black shadows sometimes separated and sometimes gathered, and the whole world began to rotate continuously, like a kaleidoscope.

The buzzing sound of the magic wand in his leg woke him up. Xing Ze stretched his legs and grabbed a handful of snow and put it in his mouth. The cold stimulation made his brain return to normal.

He stood up from the ground with difficulty, spitting out red snow water, and turned his head to look behind him. Yidwin was concentrating, and the magic energy was gathering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hurry!

Xing Ze raised his wand and fired missiles one after another at the black shadow that was running towards him. It didn't work much. The monster rushed towards him unstoppably like a silent heavy tank.

He saw the black steel claws, the gray-red mane under the claws, and the hideous face of the monster.

Boom!

The explosion resounded through the sky, and the flames illuminated Xing Ze's face. The continuous explosions drowned out the monster's wailing, and the smell of burnt smell filled the air.

A few minutes later, the monster let out its first unwilling whine and fell to the ground. The flying snow covered the sky, but was soon shattered by the impact of the explosion.

Xing Ze was silently mourning for Samson Wilblin in his heart, while bypassing Nophomore and running towards Benson.

Although he was mentally prepared, Xing Ze couldn't help but feel a palpitation when he saw Benson.

The old gentleman lay on the ground weakly, his body almost twisted, and the snow underneath was dyed red. The magic robe offset part of the impact, but only part of it.

He could have saved him. Xing Ze thought to himself. He walked to Benson, and the old man barely opened his eyes and raised his head slowly, "Take... take... cough cough... take his magic... wand, go... go... three brooms..."

"Don't say anymore." Xing Ze interrupted the old man, he took out the healing potion from his briefcase, "Drink it, it may save my life."

"No!" Benson roared, blood gushing out of his mouth, "No... kill him, he is contaminated... with the magic... wand... I must kill him!"

He was incoherent, and the excessive blood loss made him unconscious. No matter how decent he lived in his lifetime, he was worthless in the face of death.

No, worthless.

The cold legs held Xing Ze, and the blackthorn wand was pressed against his legs. At the same time, an indescribable feeling of liquid came from his legs.

Xing Ze felt a trance in front of his eyes. He saw Benson's legs turned into several black and red tentacles, and those disgusting tentacles were constantly coming.

"Kill... him!"

The hysterical shouting made Xing Ze come back to his senses from the panic. Almost at the mercy of the original, he waved his wand, a flash of light passed, and the feeling immediately disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

Benson's legs returned to normal and fell on the snow with the wand. Xing Ze stared at the corpse in front of him in a daze. Was that an illusion just now? He asked himself, the answer was unknown.

"Hey, he's alive, come and help him." Edwin's voice sounded beside him, "Did I hear you? Come and help him!"

Xing Ze took a deep breath, picked up the blackthorn wand on the ground, stood up and walked over.

The conductor's condition was not optimistic. Xing Ze gave him a healing potion, but it was unknown how much effect it would have. The wind and snow still did not stop, and Edwin planned to move him into the train.

"What about the other one? Is he dead?" Lei Ke, with a red face, looked at Benson. He wanted to confirm, but was stopped by Xing Ze.

"He's dead." Xing Ze said in a deep voice, "He sent him on his way."

Edwin pulled up the conductor and glanced at the corpse not far away. Her face was calm and she said calmly: "He was contaminated. Is killing him the right choice?"

"He really needs to have a drink with us." Xing Ze muttered softly. Many mysteries are like spider webs woven in the heart, and the two people in front of them obviously know a lot.

Just as they were about to take the conductor away from here, the shadow not far away moved.

The wand in Xing Ze's leg trembled again. He found something good and signaled the two to stop.

The nightmarish shadow stood up again, like an unyielding beast, and its heavy breathing continued, like a countdown to death.

"For Merlin's sake." Lei Ke looked desperate, "Can't it just lie there quietly? Bastard raised by a bitch!"

Xing Ze's eyes were cast into the distance, and the vision expansion spell was enough for him to see the train clearly in the decreasing wind and snow. The magic guard station was not opened, and fifteen minutes was obviously not an optimistic estimate.

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