Mage Joan

Joan stared coldly at Casio, withdrawing the "Mage's Hand" expressionlessly, turning his gaze back to the playing field.

Although he had stopped Casio's covert interference, the previous impact was irreversible-Clark's arm was pressed by Shrek towards the table, almost touching the table.

Just as Shrek was going to blow up the giant frost, Clark suddenly took a deep breath, and there was a roaring sound like a bellows deep in his chest.

Joan froze for a moment, recalling that when he had dealt with the withered monster in Davis Ranch not long ago, Clark had also issued such a weird whistling sound, which seemed to be using a special breathing method to stimulate the physical potential and strengthen his own strength. .

While he was curious to wait and see, Clark's body sitting at the table suddenly swelled suddenly, his strong muscles ripped the top, and rags splashed all over the sky!

Clark's already strong body had doubled in size during this rapid transformation, from a seven-foot strong man to a fourteen-foot tall giant, his arm obviously became stronger than Shrek, and he instantly turned around. Decline!

boom!

Accompanied by a muffled sound, Clark struggled to press Shrek's wrist against the table, and the ferocious force actually smashed the thick oak table on the spot, showing a large web-like crack.

"Haha! I won!"

Clark jumped up in excitement, raising his arms high and showing his high, raised biceps to the crowd.

However, contrary to his expectations, the onlookers did not give applause, but were frightened, and the low tide generally scrambled to escape to the door, exclaiming "Monster"!

Joan couldn't help but sigh when he saw the scene of extremely chaotic scene.

Clark just eager to win, lifted the restrictions imposed on him by the "myth reduction technique", and inspired all his strength.

Although he defeated Shrek in the wrench-wrist match as expected, he also revealed his true face and returned to the frost giant form.

If Clark first entered the tavern in the image of the Frost Giant, people would not be too surprised, but he originally looked like a relatively tall human youth, and now suddenly becomes a Frost Giant up to 14 feet, the image The contrast is too strong, it is inevitable to scare those unsuspecting onlookers, and even the chaotic phenomenon of flying like dogs and dogs.

Clark also reveled in the joy of victory, ignoring the changes in the surrounding atmosphere, and hugged Shrek's shoulder and smiled: "Fat, what you said, you must admit it!"

The ogre king grunted and reluctantly replied: "Shrek counts and speaks. Since he lost to you, he will help you find the **** collar for free, don't talk cold words!"

The guests in the tavern had escaped, and the tavern owner and waiter hid in the kitchen, leaving Joan the four of them in the empty hall.

At this time, the door of the tavern was suddenly kicked open. A group of policemen in uniforms and iron helmets rushed in with a big stick in their heads. Obviously, they received an alarm and came to catch the monsters that were messing around in the city.

The leader of the patrol led the team with a big stick, pointing at Joan and others to scream.

"Stupid villains dare to break into the city and make trouble, really do not know what to do!"

"You are surrounded, you don't want to endure hardships, just raise your hand and surrender!"

Joan found that the situation was not good, and quickly pulled the poet's sleeves, he asked in a low voice: "Mr. Casio, can you play a "Ecstasy" to eliminate the hostility of the patrol, let's take the opportunity to slip away?"

Casio grinned his teeth and replied embarrassedly: "Brother Joan, you can give me a problem! My artistic conduct refuses to play that deceptive kitsch music..."

"Come on! I seriously doubt that your kid won't play psychedelia at all, but only those crazy, upset music-if that can be considered a kind of music."

Clark looked at Casio with an unfriendly look, and his words were obviously stinging.

Obviously, Frost Giant still remembers that the poet cheated his bad behavior in the wrench-wrist game just now.

Casio flushed with anger at Clark's face, and the green bars on his forehead burst out, arguing: "You vulgar people are not worthy of appreciating real art!" Then they said something like "avant-garde", "metal" , "Hard core" and other obscure nonsense.

Joan could tell that Clark, Casio, and Shrek didn't take the group of patrols opposite seriously.

Indeed, with the strength of the three of them, the patrol officers can't pay much effort, the question is how to end after the chaos?

Princes Harbor is not an extrajudicial place. The local public order regiment plus regular garrison, the total number is not less than 1,000.

Clark no matter how they can fight, after all, it is difficult to fight with two hands. Once they are surrounded by heavy soldiers and they want to escape, it will be difficult.

What's more, General Isaac Hook and "Snake Hand" Sharman are likely to be in the city too. In case the riot in the tavern caught their attention, they came to Joan to calculate their new and old accounts together. The consequences were unimaginable.

Realizing the seriousness of the current situation, Joan couldn't sit still and quickly observed the situation in the tavern. He found that the main entrance had been blocked by the six patrols who had arrived before. Shortly thereafter, the back entrance of the tavern was also kicked open. There were no fewer than ten murderous patrol officers carrying oak sticks.

The four of Joan gathered in the middle of the tavern lobby and were beaten back and forth by the patrolmen. There was no escape route. In such a situation, you can only choose a route to break through, and knock down the patrol who is blocking the road as soon as possible.

The number of patrols guarding the front door of the tavern is small, and it seems easier to break through, but there are also a large group of passers-by watching outside the door. Come more patrols to chase and block.

In contrast, the back door of the tavern leads to a secluded and dark alley, and nearby is a slum that is littered with garbage and sewage. The environment is more complicated, and it is easier to escape.

Joan also noticed that the fireplace for heating and baking bread in the tavern was set near the back door, and the carbon fire in the furnace was burning.

This discovery prompted him to think of a plan to get out, and whispered to the companions beside him: "When I started to cast the spell, you immediately closed your eyes until I reminded you to open your eyes again!"

"Little guy, what spell are you going to cast?" Shrek asked curiously.

"Brother Joan doesn't have time to explain to you, in short, it's true to listen to his orders!" Clark said angrily.

At this time, the patrol rushing into the tavern had surrounded him with a big stick.

Casio also wanted to use spells to deal with them. Helpless patrols apparently had considerable experience in catching gangsters. Under the command of the captain, they dispersed their formations and made outs.

Spells such as "Flash Dust" or "Spiderweb" are not enough to control the patrol, and the police obviously will not give him a second chance to cast.

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