Mage Joan

"That guy, is it a barbarian living on a snowy mountain?"

Joan couldn't help but feel excited.

If the other person is a human, even if it is just an ignorant and backward indigenous savages, after all, it is considered to be his kind, and it is possible to communicate and then help him out of trouble.

Do you want to ask for help?

Joan hesitated.

There are quite a few naive and simple barbarians, but the barbaric tribes who are cruel and cruel and even eat cannibalism are also in the minority in the borderlands of the New World. He dare not take his life to bet whether a strange barbarian has good intentions .

Just when hesitating and not feeling, the white-haired monster has slowly approached this side, with ice blue eyes full of vigilance. When he blinked, Joan was surprised to find a subtle detail.

This person's eyelid is very peculiar. In addition to the normal upper and lower eyelids, it is like a crocodile, and there is a transparent "inner eyelid".

When he opened this transparent eyelid, his eyes became extremely sharp, and seemed to be able to penetrate the thick snow, as if there were a substantial steel needle, which made Joan's face tingle.

If there is a tingling sensation, it quickly spreads out from the face and spreads all over the body in an instant, every inch of muscle becomes numb and stiff.

"bad!"

Suffering from the gaze of the white-haired monster, Jo Ann was surprised that the distribution of the magic net in the nearby space had changed abnormally.

All kinds of signs show that the white-haired monster can shoot magical supernatural sight with his eyes, but he can't catch the attack, his body has become paralyzed, his hands and feet can't move, he can't shoot himself for defense, nor can he cast a spell to retreat the enemy. The white-haired monster who could watch the black-faced and blue-eyed man strode up.

The white-haired weird man quickly ran under the tree, shoved the snow away, and saw Joan's moment, a cruel grin appeared on his face, and a large, fluffy hand came out, grabbing his throat.

laugh!

Suddenly, a beam of red light burst from the depths of Joan's left eye, hitting his chest through the finger slits of the white furry man, instantly igniting his fluffy fur.

The white-haired monster shook his hands in a hurry, screaming and tumbling back and forth on the snow, and finally extinguished the flames on his body. The original white fluffy fur had been burned to a large extent, and the most severely burned chest was scorched with blood, which was terrible.

The monster struggled to climb away from Joan. He stopped only fifty feet away and turned to look at Joan. Fright and resentment alternated in the ice-blue eyes.

Joan is now numb, and only the head can barely move. When the white hairy monster reveals an attempt to commit murder, the only weapon he can use from the defense is his own artificial eye with a variety of magic.

The "burning ray" just launched successfully scared the white-haired monster, but unfortunately the other party seemed to be very stubborn, clearly learned, but still wandering in the distance, so he was not willing to give up the prey that was about to be obtained.

Joan's prosthetic eye can release a scorching ray up to 4 times a day. If the white-haired monster dares to come closer, Joan will not be polite to him. All four scorching rays hit him enough to kill him.

Unfortunately, the white-haired monster is not stupid. After losing money, he is alert. He has been wandering away from Joan, neither leaving nor approaching, and seems to be looking for a better time to attack.

Joan doesn't mind confronting this weirdo. The paralyzed body is gradually regaining consciousness. The longer the time, the better it is for him.

However, this does not mean that Joan is already invincible, and there are still many things worth worrying about.

For example, will the white-hair monster attack him again with a strange sight, so that his recovered limb will be paralyzed again, will he call his companion to help him, will he go around behind him, from his inability Launch an attack from the angle of "burning rays"...

Joan felt more and more disturbed, but it was useless to be anxious. He could only hope that he would get rid of the paralysis as soon as possible and free up his hand to deal with the white-haired monster.

On the barren mountain of Snow Fury, Joan and the white-haired monster were afraid of each other. Both eyes stared at each other fiercely, thus maintaining a stalemate, the time passed quietly, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

Muscle paralysis was fading, and Joan was now able to move his fingertips slightly, but could not lift his arm.

After this period of confrontation, he discovered that the special ability of the white-haired monster to cause paralysis with sight has a strict distance limit.

Joan is not clear about the maximum range of this "paralytic gaze", but judging from the location of the white hairy monster, it will not be farther than his "burning ray" range, otherwise the other party can completely hide in the "burning ray" Sight attack outside of range.

In addition, Joanne also found that the white-haired monster is not of a high level of intelligence, at best it is similar to ogre-of course not the most clever "mythical ogre" like Shrek-otherwise, in a minute of mutual stalemate He should make a more positive move. Whether he tries to sneak around behind Joan or call his companion for help, it is better than just staring.

"If you don't hurry, you will be dead!"

Joan stared fiercely at the white-haired weird man, and murderous intentions appeared in his eyes.

As long as you give him another half a minute, the arm will move freely, and the situation of both parties will be reversed.

The white-haired monster seems to be aware of the crisis, and finally begins to try to break the deadlock.

He plucked out a large handful of snow on the spot, pressed it into a snowball as big as a person's head, and held it in front of him. He slammed into the snowball and then rounded his arms, smashing the snowball towards Joan.

At first, Joan saw the white-haired monster throwing a snowball at himself, only to find it funny, until the snowball hit his chest, he was surprised to find that the snowball was far harder than it seemed, just like a big rock, he almost hit him back Passed away.

Joan looked down with pain, the broken snowball shone brightly, and the soft white snow was wrapped in hard ice!

It wasn't until this time that he realized that the breath exhaled by the white-haired monster contained the magic of extreme cold, and directly frozen the snowball into a solid ice ball. No wonder it hurts to hit the body!

At this time, the white-haired monster reunited with a bigger snowball, held it to his mouth and blew three breaths, held it high, and threw it at Joan violently.

This time Jo Ann didn't dare to carelessly, and tried his best to duck his head and dodge.

The ice hockey flew past against the scalp and smashed into the trunk behind.

boom! The pine tree snapped off, the broken ice rebounded back, knocked on the back of Joan's head, and immediately swelled up a large bag, only to see that the eyes were black, almost fainting on the spot.

Joan bit her lip, barely staying awake, looked up at the white furry man, and found that the other party was collecting snow to make ammunition, knowing that there was not much time left for him.

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