Chapter 561 (2/2)

”Ha. Ha Zhao Mai responded. ”Let's all get in the car. We're ready to go.”

At Zhao Mai's urging, the grain reserve takes Xiaohua, and Wordsworth, who always wants to see the tree again, gets into the car. Then Zhao Mai uses his psychic powers to lift the car. It's not that he has magical power, but that he has exchanged six gold coins for the floating effect of the car. When it is opened, the weight of the car will be greatly reduced, reaching the state of floating in the air. The complete flight function also needs additional propulsion power device, which is valuable. The budget minded Zhao Mai is not prepared to spend that money. He can fly by himself, so as long as the car can float, he can be the power propulsion device.

Pushing the car forward is more comfortable than flying directly, especially hiding in the back of the car can avoid most of the air friction, and it will be much easier for both skin and lungs. With the car, the speed is slower than Zhao Mai's own flying, but the comfort is improved by more than two or three grades.

He flew over the farmer's forest for the third time. When the monsters saw that it was him, they were too lazy to take off to intercept him. They bared their teeth and expressed their dissatisfaction with Zhao Mai. If the enemy stops fighting, it only means that they are trying to find a way. Maybe they will have a way to fight back next time.

No one take off better, Zhao Mai took advantage of a short time and looked at the direction of the pit. It's still covered with magic, it's just a lush forest. Zhao Mai stares at that direction to see, how knows below has the enemy also to raise the head to observe him.

”Damn it, if you don't have the ability to see through the illusion, you will be bullied. You have to learn the art of true knowledge! Otherwise, it's hard to prevent the enemy from shooting cold arrows behind the magic. ” Zhao Mai thought as he flew. Maybe in order to verify his idea, he suddenly flew dozens of small purple light balls from the illusion of trees and chased Zhao Mai at a very high speed.

It looks like a magic missile. It's a spell that ”don't worry about it after it's launched, it will definitely hit”. In addition to the ”must hit” attribute, the damage of magic missiles is not high, and a missile will not die among ordinary people.

But Michael Zhao doesn't dare to take it lightly. He has proved his strength with his own flying speed, but the other side still attacks with the low damage spell? If only the followers of ramashitu were so stupid! It is said that magic missiles will always catch up. Zhao Mai really wants to know who is faster between him and missiles, and whether he can use speed to distance himself.However, he knows that he will come here to be a bait later, and it will be better if he shows weakness now. Instead of speeding up, Zhao Mai controls the rhythm, uses psychic powers to form a force field to protect himself, and then lets the missile catch up. The power of the purple light ball is higher than that of the ordinary missiles. The psychic barrier constantly feels the vibration of explosion, but it can't hurt Zhao Mai.

”Remember, I'll come back again! Oh, ha ha ha... ” Zhao Mai roared, then turned into a meteor and disappeared in the sky. Xiao Hua and Yu Yuliang lie on the back window, almost rolling their eyes to see Zhao Mai's performance, almost without commenting on the word ”exaggeration”.

On the ground, the comment on the laughter is simpler: ”is this a fool?”

”No, he's not a fool. He's just acting on purpose.” A twisted black meat ball floats in the air. When it rolls its mouth out of the flesh without skin, it can say: ”he will come back again. I have this premonition. Send me a hundred flying beasts. We must further reform them. ”

”The more power you use in transformation, the slower our progress will be, and the Mother God will be angry.”

”That's because you don't understand the Mother God's real intention, fool.”