Law of the Devil

Chapter 22 [Phantom Demon of Fear]

This scene is really weird.

Dewey stood there, and the wounds on his body looked terrible, and the big blood hole in his chest could almost see through the front and behind him, and the blood was flowing as if he didn't feel a thing!

So, Dewey swayed for a few steps. With everyone staring, another lion vulture pounded over. Dewey was lifted to the ground, and his body was cut with sharp claws, and suddenly red blood sprayed out...

“Master! ”

Robert's eyes were red and everything rushed over at this moment, but Dewey's little body had climbed up and swayed, as if he was still laughing... At this time, Dewey's face could still show a happy smile, which really made the people around him feel a little strange!

This little teenager raised her head and looked at the flying vultures and suddenly laughed: “If this is the dream you've created, then I've had enough dreams. If possible, wake up the dream! ”

Robert rushed up and his long sword turned into a light shooting past against the nearest lion vulture to Dewey. At this moment, this loyal knight erupted unreservedly all his fighting temper, and his strong fighting temper even exceeded his body's capacity. The knight's body was great. Every muscle exploded, as if it were bleeding out on his skin!

With a belligerent sword, he broke the sky and pierced the stiff feathers of the vulture, shooting a vulture down the halfway sky!

Robert pounded on Dewey, hugged Dewey hard and exposed his back to the sky...

“Robert.” Dewey in his arms was gasping, and he smiled and bled in his mouth: “Listen, we've been fooled, it's all fake.” He pointed at the wound on himself and smiled, “You see, such a wound, if it had been a normal person, would have died long ago. But..."

After all, Robert is not a fool, and he's got something wrong with the gap. It feels like Dewey gave it to him... such a thin teenager, so fatally wounded, but not dead! Even with the replacement of a strong samurai, I'm afraid it would have turned into a corpse in such a condition.

“My mental strength is stronger than ordinary people, so dreams created by each other cannot completely obscure me.” Dewey gasped: “Unfortunately, I don't know how to break this dream… it could be psychic magic, or illusion. ”

“Illusion...” Robert thought for a moment, yelling out loud: “Saliscaya! Mr. Saliskaya! ”

The magician, protected inside by the soldiers, heard a shout and answered.

Robert grabbed Dewey so hard that he avoided the attack of a lion vulture descending from the sky that he had several more wounds on his back, even his armor had been ripped open and his flesh blurred.

“Do something! Master said we used an illusion magic!” Robert yelled out loud.

Solskaya was sweating, after all, he was not a real magician, and he used medicine to speculate and simulate magic, he was only good at fire, mental magic, he was not involved in many hunting.

Robert had come back with Dewey in his arms, and Solskaya shouted, “There's no other way to break the illusion… I think if we could just get rid of all this stuff, maybe. It's like we just killed that rhino and that wolf. ”

Robert couldn't bear to curse, “Bullshit! If we're capable of that, don't say it! ”

Dewey in his arms suddenly laughed and whispered: “Robert, let me ask you a question... I hear that every knight in the Empire who practises fighting has his own valve weakness. What is your weakness? ”

“…” Robert stunned, not expecting his master to ask such a question at this moment.

“Say it.” Dewey whispered, “I have an idea. ”

Every knight who practises Qi Qi has one of his own valve weaknesses, and when a knight uses Qi Qi, the strength of his body can burst out several times more than the flesh, even more. But my weakness, that's the most precious secret of every knight! How can it be said so easily?

But Robert looked down at his master, and he was covered in blood, and Robert trembled in his heart, biting his teeth: “Right under my... chest, fourth rib...”

The voice had just fallen, and Dewey in her arms suddenly had a strange light in her eyes! The weak teenager, not knowing where the strength came from, suddenly rolled away, struggled out of Robert's arms, and he quickly pulled out a dagger tied to the knight's leg and stabbed him in the chest!

Robert could have avoided this, but as a loyal knight of the family, a loyal minister of the Rollins, he hesitated for a moment in the first place, after all, the blow did not come from the enemy, but from… his own master!

The armor on his chest had already been torn in the battle just now, and the cold dagger stabbed him in the third rib under Robert's right chest! Robert can even feel the strange feeling of a cold dagger sticking into his muscles...

When people saw their master suddenly pulled out the dagger and stabbed the knight in the body, they were all stunned!

Robert was most shocked. The knight looked at the nearby owner with astonishment. He could not imagine that the object he was faithfully protecting would do it to himself at this time! But Dewey's eyes were calm, even with a hint of comfort.

“Don't worry, Robert, I won't hurt you, it's just a nightmare. ”

In a low, low voice, Robert hummed, his body was soft and he gave up his inner resistance...

Robert closed his eyes and fell down...

Just as the crowd shouted, Dewey stood up slowly, and the dagger in his hand seemed to be still dripping blood. While all the Rollins guards were staring at him in surprise, Dewey was smiling, and he dropped the dagger in his hand and smiled slightly:

“Dreamland, it's over! ”

The roaring vultures, just as Dewey's dagger plunged into the knight's chest, all of a sudden made a terrible roar! And as countless vultures went mad, they jumped at Dewey from all directions!

Those sharp claw teeth, like tearing young Dewey to pieces!

Everyone closes their eyes, everyone thinks they're all dead this time!

But that's when something strange happened.

First a lion vulture jumped in front of Dewey and suddenly countless lights burst out all over her body... then all the lions' bodies became stiff in the middle of the sky! Their bodies, like instantly revealing countless fractures, emit dazzling light in each fracture...

Finally, whoa...

In countless lights, everyone couldn't bear to bow their heads, seemed afraid to look at those lights, but only Dewey, he straightened his body, looked up at the likeness in the sky, but still smiled with a cold smile on his face...

A vulture's body is gradually shattered in the light, melted, and turned into countless subtle dust, scattered with the wind...

The evening sky is like daylight in this glow! Dewey can even feel the space around her, yes, the whole space is distorted, the trees around her, the bushes, the companions, the bodies on the ground, the blood, it's all distorted...

Finally, with a bang, everything returned to quiet...

The woods, or this forest.

The sky, or the sky.

The Far Mountain, or the Far Mountain.

Sunset, or this sunset.

And the blood on the ground, it disappeared. Those bodies that were torn to pieces disappeared.

Instead, the seven vertical men on the ground, the Spaniards, and his men, were the guards of the Rollins who had just died in battle, all of them closed their eyes, but surely, they were all alive.

But they all fainted.

Dewey looked at herself and those blurred wounds vanished into thin air.

Robert was lying at his feet… surprisingly, the knight was not injured!

Neither those wounds from the battle just now, nor the one Dewey just stabbed in the chest... none of them!

His armor was intact, and the only thing you could see was a scratch on the right side of his chest, about the third rib. That's where Dewey stabbed him with a dagger, just a skinny, unarmed teenager. How could he stab him in the armor? At best, it just left a little imprint on the armor.

Dewey patted Robert's face so hard that he woke up the sleeping knight.

Robert opened his eyes and looked at the master. And Dewey smiled, "Sorry, I had to do that earlier... because these are the environments, and you, the source of this illusion. All the vultures are memories of your horrible experiences. They are created according to your inner fantasies… So I can only faint you in my dreams first, you faint, the other fantasy has no source, and then disappears. ”

As for the moment when Dewey stabbed Robert... he just stabbed him in the dream.

The rest of the Rollins' escorts who were still standing on the scene also looked at their bodies in surprise, as well as their companions around them, who could not understand what strange way their little master had used to make those terrible beasts disappear... and the wounds they had just suffered from themselves were gone.

Those who have died, even those who have been separated, lie unharmed on the ground.

The only person with a wound on his body is Jolene the Knight.

Jolyn's hand wound is real! What she just did was perform the secrets of the Moon... demon field.

In her secrets, all magic was broken, and when she used it, she had actually jumped out of the illusion, so her wounds were “real”.

There was too much time to explain, the only thing that was clear on the scene was that Solskaya was a magician. Although his magic skills were not very good, his magic theory was very rich, and he immediately took out a lot of medicine to put on the unconscious knight.

Dewey picked up the dagger on the ground and glanced: "Sure enough, there's not even a drop of blood. ”

He walked forward with a dagger, and then the crowd discovered, on the ground in front, in a bush, as if there was something small creeping slowly.

This is something about the size of a big mouse, light green fur, which is really hard to spot with the naked eye in the grass... if you don't look closely.

Dewey's approach prompted this little thing to make a shocking call, but it was slow. When it rolled out of the grass and tried to run, the dagger in Dewey's hand flew out, nailed to the ground in front of it, and Dewey went up and stepped down...

Everyone just saw clearly that this little thing, full of round, green fur, was like a meatball-like body, but had a big tail... like a squirrel.

In fact, this thing almost looks like a squirrel - except its fur is weird green!

And what's different is that on its forehead, there's a small, raised pointed angle. This apex is not bone like any other animal, but shiny, as if it were some kind of crystal.

Dewey stepped on its tail, the little thing struggled a few times, screaming "chirping”, it screamed at Dewey's teeth grinning a few times, and suddenly a light was emitted on the pointed corner of his head, hitting Dewey...

Dewey was hit by this light, but there was no physical harm at all, but suddenly he felt countless memories in his heart, as if he was quickly remembering a lot of things...

Fear?

Yes, as if I remembered what I feared most in my life!

As if I sensed something scanning my memory, inside, those dusty, not belonging to this world, fearful memories were flipped out one by one, Dewey shook his head hard...

He was provoked!

Ever since he came to the world, it has always seemed like Dewey with a slight indifferent smile on his face. At this moment, his eyes are filled with anger!

Dewey looked at this little thing coldly, and then he bent over and said in a moronic voice: “What, are you looking for something that scares me inside... then I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed! ”

As soon as he reached out, Dewey grabbed this little thing, his fingers held it tightly around his neck, lifted it up, and Dewey approached it and whispered, “You can read the fear inside people, you should understand what I'm saying? I'm telling you... don't try to play your tricks on me... I have fear inside, but what I fear is not in this world! The dreams you can create should be limited to the things in this world's rules... so sorry, because I... don't belong in this world at all! ”

Little things struggle desperately, on the corner of its forehead, constantly shooting a light to hit Dewey, but in its little eyes, it also finally reveals the eyes of fear and despair... because those lights are the magic that it creates illusions, but for the person in front of it... they are completely ineffective!

“Master…”

Just as Dewey's anger erupted, there was a magician's surprise behind her.

Solskaya flew to Dewey's side, and he stared at the little thing in Dewey's hand for a long time, and the voice screamed with joy: "Oh, my God! This is a Fear Phantom Demon!! This stuff has been documented as extinct for hundreds of years!! Oh, my God, look at the horn on his forehead. This little thing is still a young phantom demon, it should be under 100 years old! ”

Dewey's voice was cold: "What, is it a warcraft too? Is it rare? ”

Saurskaya could not help but show a hint of greed on her face, licking her lips and saying: "This‘ phantom fear 'can use the fear inside the enemy to create phantoms against the enemy. It's a super intelligent warcraft, not something like ordinary wolves! And, and..."

“And what? ”

The magician had the light in his eyes: “Hundreds of years ago, this thing was the baby every magician dreamed of. Just grab one, kill it, dig out the horn on its forehead, and strap it on your body, and you can immunize the vast majority of psychic magic! Its horns are the material that makes the finest Magic Defense Props! ”

As if he could understand the magician's words, the phantom demon of fear heard the magician say he was going to kill it to take its horn, and suddenly his fat body shivered desperately, and his struggle grew stronger and stronger, and his little pair of bean-like eyes filled with fear.

Most of the Rollins' escorts behind this moment are surrounded, and others are busy waking up their companions, even the Spanner knights are waking up.

Dewey looked at this little thing in her hand and smiled, "Immune the vast majority of psychic magic? It's a very precious thing... how does this work? Just kill it and take the corner off? ”

The magician was almost drooling: “Yes! That's right! Not only its horns, even its fur, are precious magic materials, but also a precious raw material in pharmacology! I can make it out of its fur...”

Solskaya's words were not finished, and suddenly a sharp whistle came from a distant mountain, and a fireball exploded into space like a meteor. That's a signal from another team of search teams, and it looks like something happened.

As soon as the people were stunned, they saw the distance in the woods, and suddenly a light flashed through the sky. That's where the other team searched for human horses to send out flame signals!

The light came flying in the air and immediately shot in front of everyone! A flame of turquoise flame appeared on the ground, and a man came out of the flame!

“Careful! This is Advanced Magic 'Big Flame Moments’!” Saliskaya is a little nervous.

The man who came out of the green flame, wearing a standard magician's robe, a tall, pointed hat, the robe is actually golden! Hold a golden three-leaf vermouth badge on your chest!

Dewey, who already has a good knowledge of magic common sense, was surprised to recognize it at first glance. This is indeed a badge symbolizing his identity as a "Great Magician”!

Magicians on the continent are divided into 10 levels, lower magicians below level 4, intermediate magicians are commonly referred to as levels 4 to 8, and “great magicians” are referred to above level 8.

And this golden three-leaf straw badge, which shows the identity of this magician, stands in the upper echelons of the magician community across the continent! This guy, at least an eight-level magician!

A slightly smaller body, completely covered under a golden robe, under the sunset, looks magnificent, and this magician's face, completely covered in a pointed hat, even his face covered with a tall collar, without revealing even a hint of skin.

Although you can't see each other's faces, Dewey obviously feels that the other person's eyes are on this little phantom of fear in his hand!

Suddenly a senior magician appeared here, which surprised both Dewey and Solskaya. When I think of the precious little Phantom of Fear that Solskaya said earlier, Dewey naturally thought of whether the other party would be tempted...

“What man!” Dewey sighed.

Immediately afterwards, the quick-responsive Robert Knight waved, with many Rollin family guards protecting Dewey.

A lot has happened today! Suddenly a powerful advanced magician emerged, making the Robert Knight a little nervous... the other side is the enemy or the friend, God knows!

“I am the knight of the Rollins, Dear Magician, please say what you want!” Robert blocked Dewey from talking first.

He first clarified his identity and then questioned the other side, which was the most fully planned. I hope that the Rollins' name will also make the other side a little more constipated.

Without speaking, the magician lifted his wide sleeve and then gently removed his pointed high hat to reveal himself.

Suddenly, everyone was shocked!!

“Yes, yes, no wonder...” The magician's voice was delicate, even with a hint of nervousness and timidity... most importantly, the magician actually ate a lot!

“Me, me, I came looking for it, it, it...” Slim finger lifted, pointing to the phantom of fear in Dewey's hand.

This magician has more than a soft voice, even her face. After pulling down the hat, this senior magician wearing the Continental Golden Trifoliate Medal is a girl with a shy expression on her face! Her round cheeks were a little red, as if she were a little shy in the eyes, her nose and mouth were small, and her eyes were big and bright, but in these beautiful eyes, she had a little cry.

“Right, right, sorry... it's me, my teacher's pet, me, I, I came to find it and go back.” As if the more nervous this sorceress spoke, the more stubborn she seemed to cry: “Can you give it back to me? Me, me, me... I don't take it back, the teacher will blame me. ”