Sword and Magic and Taxi

Who? Mike!! Gellert Grindelwald's eyes widened, How did you get in!

Zhao Mai didn't want to talk nonsense with him - enough has been said on earth, and now is the time to solve the trouble. He tore open the air like a piece of clothing and pounced directly on Grindelwald.

Grindelwald instantly got rid of his surprise. He knew very well that he had no time to complete the defensive or offensive spells, and the hasty spells could not guarantee to knock down Zhao Mai immediately. So he waved his wand, and a red light shot towards Frodo, and then he shrank back, preparing to jump into the space of Apparition.

Zhao Mai frowned and made a choice in a blink of an eye. He ignored the red ray and still rushed towards Grindelwald. The psychic ability made Zhao Mai's fist as hard as steel, and the friction of the air caused a high temperature of thousands of degrees, and all of this hit Grindelwald's body. Even though part of his body has turned into shadow, he didn't have time to teleport or escape, so he could only endure this blow!

A flash of light erupted from the extremely compressed air, and Grindelwald rolled and exploded. Shadows followed his broken body like a black tail. The feel of this blow is really good, but Zhao Mai doesn't have time to savor it. He tried hard to stop himself, making deep and long ravines in the ground with his feet, and then he immediately ran towards Frodo.

Fire magic burned through his heart, leaving a terrible hole in the middle of his chest. As long as I'm here, you can't even think about dying without your heart! Zhao Mai immediately used the regeneration technique and used the powerful natural force to hold the halfling's last breath.

Frodo's consciousness gradually disappeared. He saw a figure flashing in front of him, and then he felt a hot feeling in his chest. There was no point in the pain. He knew clearly that it was time for him to pass away. Shouldn't we recall our life's experiences before we die? Why couldn't he remember anything? The life of Shire became dark, and the appearance of the elves began to be blurred. The beautiful Rivendell and Lothlorien were just seven ordinary words. He only remembered the darkness, and the burning evil eye of fire in the depths of the darkness.

But he just can't die! A warm force entered his body from his chest and penetrated deep into his limbs and bones along his blood vessels. Not to mention dying, Frodo found that he could not even close his eyes and could only look straight at the sky. A vague figure loomed in the corner of his eye, and that person seemed to be emitting blue light.

Frodo's body is very weak, and there are no nutritional reserves under his skin and bones, so the effect of regeneration is very poor. Zhao Mai took off a part of his body and stuffed it into the wound. Using this as raw material, the regeneration technique was completed. Under the healed wound, the Z-worm cells' replacement heart works temporarily, while the halfling's own heart will slowly grow back after sufficient nutrition.

Fortunately, I created you in the first place and understand your body structure, otherwise there is really no way to save you. Zhao Mai wiped his sweat and said with lingering fear. He has been trying to use psychic powers to find Frodo's soul, protect it first, and cast resurrection spells if he fails to save it. However, he discovered that due to the long-term influence of the Supreme Lord of the Rings, Frodo's soul was simply a ball of paste. If the body died, it would immediately disperse, lose its own characteristics, and become part of the evil will. Even if he is alive, he has been wrapped in the power of darkness, and it is difficult to feel the light. He can hardly be regarded as a living person. He can only be said to be half a ring spirit.

As long as you live. Zhao Mai gently placed Frodo on the ground, then stood up and looked in the direction of Grindelwald. Because he moved quickly enough, Grindelwald's shadow body had just finished reorganizing. After being hit by Zhao Mai's punch, his internal organs were probably all rotten. The scene must have been ugly.

Just as Zhao Mai was about to pass, he felt the power of darkness gathering quickly, and the evil will became very powerful. Wave after wave of strong winds spread in all directions from where Greenwald fell to the ground, and terrifying roars could be heard endlessly. When Frodo heard this voice, his whole body trembled, his teeth chattered, and tears and foam continued to spurt out. He fell into an uncontrollable fear that almost scared him to death.

So Zhao Mai showed off the Insect Heart Ring, and the soft golden light held up a semicircular shield to protect Zhao Mai and Frodo. He looked at the center of the storm with a puzzled expression. When the punch hit just now, Gellert Grindelwald was not wearing the Supreme Lord of the Rings on his finger. Zhao Mai was sure of this. Unless he has some kind of indestructible body, he should be dead!

No, not even if King Kong is indestructible. Even if THE·CHE hits that punch, the car body will be shattered. Not only did Zhao Mai not hold back, he was also angry when he saw Grindelwald's spell attacking Frodo, and involuntarily increased his power. He should be dead. Zhao Mai naturally said to himself.

But Grindelwald slowly stood up. He wore no rings on his hands, but the One Ring was on his wand. At some point Grindelwald changed his wand. It was an elder wand fifteen inches long. It was not a standard long cone, but had protrusions that resembled finger bones. In the legend, this wand is the finger of death, and the Supreme Lord of the Rings is set on it.

There are many versions of the legend, but there is only one Grindelwald. Although his body was standing on the ground, it was still swaying like a willow branch in the wind, and as he swayed, shadows followed him all the time, like a broken afterimage. His body seemed to be made of sand, or was stuck in the process of apparating. Zhao Mai's fist left a small shallow crater on his chest, and his entire back was blown away by the violent fist wind.

The black ash from Mordor flew up and filled the terrifying hole that could kill anyone. Gellert looked at Zhao Mai with his golden eyes, with a weird smile on his face: You made me make up my mind, Mike Long, you bastard roared. You annoying guy who doesn't know how to stand aside. This time, you can never live again. leave.

Are you confused? I am the one who is going to kill you. How could you not be the one running away in embarrassment? But your idea is very creative. The Supreme Lord of the Rings is put on the wand. Are you wearing the ring or not?

The Deathly Hallows, the Elder Wand, absolutely obeys my power, and the Supreme Lord of the Rings is a perfect match for it.

Suitable? Chocolate and rainy days! Zhao Mai snorted and noticed the red light flashing on the horizon. Grindelwald, have you noticed that Sauron is angry? It seems that you have not become the master of the Lord of the Rings yet.

It's all because of you. Gellert spoke in a particularly calm tone: If we were in Mount Doom, I could wash away Sauron's consciousness from the Supreme Lord of the Rings and completely master it. But now it only takes a little effort. Kung Fu can still be accomplished. As long as the Supreme Lord of the Rings is not on my finger, I will not be affected.

You think so simply.

It was very troublesome. But you killed all the Ringwraiths, so I have to thank you. Grindelwald said: I'm not good at dealing with the Ringwraiths, but I can deal with you.

Wow, I suddenly feel that having the Lord of the Rings in your hands may not be a bad thing. Zhao Mai said: You seem to be stupid! The Lord of the Rings can't make any waves with idiots! Phew... Thousands of years later, I finally Have the opportunity to tell others they are stupid!”