Chapter 245

Because of the terrain advantage, several wolves can pull the sled to run fast without any effort. Similarly, because of the terrain advantage, Gray's sliding speed is also very fast.

When skiing on the hillside, the sledge must not be as fast as the snowboard. The sledge is not only heavy, but also needs power to pull, and the snowboard is much lighter. Basically, the skiers slide on the snow by themselves through gravity and snow poles.

The White Witch looked at the distance between gray and herself, but she was not worried. There were so many people, it must be more than enough to stop him. If he escaped, it could greatly slow him down.

And the White Witch also found that although the things on the other party's feet have a very fast speed under such circumstances, it is with the help of the potential to slide down from the mountain. Once they reach the flat ground, the other party's speed must not be as fast as her sled, and they will be caught up.

Gray's expression was grim and his eyes flashed cold. He watched a large number of troops gathered on the hillside, and the bright sword flashed cold light.

However, he neither slowed down nor took a detour, but put away his snow stick when he was still a distance from them, and Maxim's magic stick appeared in his hand again.

"Little Molly, protect yourself."

Gray roared, and the sound reached little jasmine's ears in the roaring wind. Little jasmine immediately obediently put a green magic mask on her body and protected the little snake esteen.

In his hand, Maxim's staff flashed a dazzling brilliance, almost a small blue sun fell on the ground, and then rolled down the mountain.

With the blue crystal shining, a powerful magic wave broke out on gray. The raging flame immediately wrapped him. The flame twisted wildly around him and changed into a huge Firebird with a wingspan of 20 meters in an instant.

The Firebird was like a real living creature, with a crisp song in its mouth, red eyes flashing, cold killing machine, head facing down, sharp beak like a sharp spear, carrying countless wind and snow towards the army below.

"Wizard, it's a wizard!"

The orcs, dwarves and even the Cyclops below have a look of horror. Thanks to the efforts of the white witch, the wizard is synonymous with terror and cruelty in this world.

Even though gray is now unknown, the name of wizard alone has somewhat frightened them.

But they got together too many people. It's too late to break up now.

The huge Firebird crashed into the people in front of them like an eagle attacking a rabbit and exploded like a strong bomb in the crowd. When these people pushed and hustled in fear, they saw their limbs flying in mid air.

Even gray himself was not spared from the huge explosion. He was almost lifted out by the strong shock wave. However, gray had the strength of his lower limbs and slipped out of a gully in the snow, which was surrounded by a gap.

There was another layer of people behind. Gray changed his staff, took out the sword in the lake, made a sudden effort on his legs, jumped up from the ground, put his ski on the two orcs, kicked them out, and the cold edge tore the throats of several orcs.

Before their blood could be spilled on the ground, gray had killed several people again, rushed out of the encirclement, and replaced his long sword with a snowstick to push himself forward.

People on both sides watched him rush out on his skis. Everyone seemed to forget that they had weapons in their hands and looked at the distant figure silently.

Of course, even if they want to chase, they can't catch up at this time. Do their legs want to run over the snowboard?

The White Witch drove her sleigh through the gap, glared at them, scolded them, and chased gray.

After being blocked by these people, the next section of the road was unobstructed, and the bottom of the hillside had begun to flatten. At the bottom, gray began to push with a snowstick so that he wouldn't slow down.

But when people came to the foot of the mountain, gray found that things were not so simple. The white witch had a backhand.

At the foot of the mountain, a large number of wolves patrolled at the foot of the mountain. When they saw Gray rushing down, they gave a cry to the sky without saying a word, and then there were one after another wolf howls.

Before long, a large number of wolves began to gather here.

Gray rushed through the two werewolves and pierced them with his long gun. The body fell to the ground and continued to slide forward with his long gun as a snowstick.

The speed of the wolf race running on four legs is really not slow. After a while, a large number of wolves gathered here and fell behind him tightly.

"Don't run away, gray. You can't escape. If you surrender now, I'll give you a decent way to die." The White Witch's cold laughter came from behind.

"She's coming." The elf cried, "gray, run."

Justin, who came out of his collar, looked curiously at the White Witch sitting on the sledge behind him, and looked puzzled, indicating that he didn't understand why the two people suddenly fought.

Although gray glided for a long distance at the speed of rushing down from the mountain, there was no future for skiing in the plain. His speed soon slowed down and the White Witch behind approached further.

Gray looked back leisurely, with a cheap smile, "grandma Janice, you speak too fiercely, I don't dare to stay."

As soon as gray spoke, he felt that the killing intention behind was about to take shape, and the temperature of the whole world in Narnia seemed to be decreasing.

"I seem to be in trouble?" He whispered to himself.

Bang!

Ice cubes exploded on Gray's way forward. He could only pay high attention and keep bypassing these ice cubes, but in this way, he was closer to the White Witch and the wolves behind him.

"I'll screw your head off and give it to Aslan, pad your skin at the gate of the castle, feed your flesh and blood to the dirtiest pigs, and scatter your bones to the most disgusting wild dogs." The White Witch's vicious voice came from behind, and the temperature in the air decreased again.

"Sorry, I shouldn't tell the truth. I should be more euphemistic. You know, I know the art of euphemism best!" Gray began to apologize without sincerity and finally asked, "I apologize so sincerely. Should you accept it?"

The White Witch didn't speak, but there were more and more ice on the road. She rose directly from under the ice and snow. The target was a man who couldn't bear it.

Of course, gray couldn't bear it, so he ran faster to avoid being stabbed in that part of himself. If he couldn't be cured, he wouldn't live.

However, his current intermediate self-healing ability, even if broken, should wait for a period of time, can it be long?

It's definitely impossible to try. Even if this ability evolves into advanced self-healing, instant self-healing, and can be reborn, he can't try this kind of thing in the future.

"Ouch!"

When a wolf howl came, gray found that one of the wolves ran very fast, at least a bit faster than the other wolves, much faster than the white witch.

In addition to the wolves, there is also a magical creature behind, that is, a werewolf who runs with his legs like a man, but the general outline can still see the shape of a wolf.

Although these werewolves only run on both legs, they are also fast, and occasionally they speed up on all fours.

Soon, Gray was getting closer and closer to the wolves and werewolves, and the fastest wolf came behind him.

After a ferocious cold light flashed in the wolf's eyes, he put his limbs on the ground and flew to gray. His huge mouth opened and his sharp fangs bit gray's neck.