Law of the Devil

Chapter 27 [Imperfect]

When Dewey woke up, she felt her neck almost broken. I just subconsciously moved my head and felt my neck hurt so badly.

Finally, there is a clear consciousness in my mind. Dewey feels her body sticking to the cold muddy ground...

After coming back a little bit of consciousness in his brain, Dewey made sure he was alive.

Without moving, he lay still, checking to see if his hands and feet and various parts of his body were injured, and then struggled to sit up.

I still have some dizziness in my head, I just remember the last memory before I fainted was: the dragon couldn't stand the wound and finally fell out of the air, and that silly chick, without a little bit of a Lv8 magician's strength, cried like a little girl at the crisis and shouted at her mother... @ $$^ %% # ^ % ^ *

At the end of the day, the dragon stirred up the leeway himself, slammed his wings and tried to maintain a bit of balance, but it was still unable to support, and could only carry the two people on his back, diving towards the ground at extremely fast speed...

Later, the rest of Dewey's mind was: falling, loud noise, woods...

rubbed his eyes hard, looked beside him, and Dewey sighed.

The dragon lay not too far from itself, there was a big pit on the ground, originally a forest, the dragon fell, many trees were smashed down, at this moment it quietly lay on the ground. The scale of the dragon was thick, but it didn't hurt much. However, the row on the wing appeared to be a little more serious. It probably took so long to fly by force, and the wound was injured.

Now, the dragon is asleep, and its reddish skin and scales are hidden in dim light.

Looking at a dragon at such close range, even if it's asleep, Dewey can feel the strong sense of oppression that this enormous creature gives herself... perhaps this is the so-called natural fear of dangerous creatures.

The dragon breathes like a storm, with black smoke in its mouth and nose. When I think of last night's intense war, Dewey couldn't help but get a little excited.

Dewey was so blessed to witness such a fierce battle! This is happening right in front of you! Much more real than those movie effects I've seen in my past life!

In the end, unfortunately, the ice and snow beauty said it.

Vivian, a kind, silly chick, worried that the battle would hurt innocent people, took a lot of magic to make a magic shift and move the battlefield to the hills beyond the city. Although this has saved many lives, after much magic, Vivian is no longer her sister's opponent in battle.

At the beginning, both powerful magicians used magic to drive the dragon into battle. A fire dragon and an ice dragon played the same banner drum, but later, Vivian's magic was obviously weak and the formation was defeated.

This chick is too kind to even forget to run away and drag herself away with her. Kind of a little girl with a conscience.

Besides, last night she saved the lives of so many of her own men. It seems a little wrong to think that she was so mean to her.

Sighed, Dewey laid down not far from the ground after a glance... this silly chick lay on the ground, closed her eyes, under long eyelashes, her eyelids trembled slightly, luckily there were no injuries on her body, breathing was quite even.

Dewey walked over and patted her face gently, while the little magician leaned his mouth in his sleep, mumbling in vagueness: “Mother... Father... I am... poor little Vivian...”

This silly girl is not stuttering when she falls asleep.

Dewey smiled for a moment... still a child.

In his heart, he was immortal at this moment, and a little more thankful for this silly girl, patted her cheek again, and lowered his voice: “Hey, wake up. Wake up. ”

Vivian finally opened her eyes in confusion. When she first saw Dewey's face nearby, she suddenly shouted and her body immediately bounced. Then a pair of small hands grabbed her clothes collar tightly and her body shrunk backwards. Those big eyes were even more glaring at Dewey, as if she was afraid that Dewey was going to bully herself.

When Dewey saw this silly little girl, she couldn't help but smile a little. She stepped aside and smiled bitterly: “Your Magician, you are finally awake. We're in a bit of a bad situation right now. ”

Vivian shook her head and finally woke up and screamed: “Me, me, my dragon! ”

She saw the Red Flame Dragon not far out of her sleep, jumped up and ran over. One hand fell on the dragon's claws, and a large drop of tears fell in her eyes. She cried: “My fierce sun... fierce sun... fierce sun... fierce sun my teacher gave me. ”

Saying, seeing the wound on the dragon, Vivian immediately rolled up in the robe, only for a while, but turned out her empty bag... what was inside had been blackmailed by Dewey a long time ago.

There was no magic material at all. Vivian was helpless and immediately opened her hands. A string of spells sang out of her mouth. Then a slight milky white light in her hand dissipated. It was just this slight glow. Even Dewey, who couldn't magic, could see that there seemed to be something wrong with this magic performed by Vivian...

Vivian was also stunned. She took a deep breath, her expression was much more serious. This time the word in her mouth sang the spell again with a low and slow voice. The white light in her hand slightly intensified. Under the white light, the wound of the dragon healed slightly, as if it were a magical healing technique... However, this white light was still too weak to cover only a little space around Vivian's palm.

Compared to a giant dragon, such a weak healing technique is far from sufficient.

Moreover, this healing technique of Vivian was only enough to heal a small half of the part of the giant dragon's claw that was broken when it fell, and Vivian shook herself and sat down on the ground in a pale face. She shook her head hard and looked at her hands as if they were empty, as if she could not believe her eyes.

“I... my magic, no, it's not working! ”

Dewey stunned: “What did you say?! ”

“Magic, it's not working.” Vivian was crying.

It's not working? Dewey had some surprises, and he was counting on the Magician to fix the dragon and get out of here.

It's surrounded by silent woods, and I don't know what the hell this place is. When he fled, he fled in the middle of the night, confused, not knowing which direction he was heading.

“Have you run out of magic? Insufficient mental skills?” Dewey said carefully: “Just meditate for a moment and add some magic. ”

“No, it's not. I can feel my own magic, but no, no, no, no, no! ”

Now Dewey's stunned too.

Thinking about it, Dewey frowned: “Is your magic not working? Why don't you try something else? ”

After that, Vivian immediately tried several times, but the result of the attempt was a great disappointment for both!

For whatever reason, Vivian's magic power suddenly slipped backwards countless times!

All the magic she does, like fire magic, she gets up to one or two little fireballs, and she's half dead tired. And other advanced magic, such as flame movement, can't be done at all! Even those low-level magics are laborious and often consume half of their mental power, but can only unleash one of the lowest levels of magic… and their power is reduced by at least half!

Vivian really freaked out this time! Her only gifted ability since childhood was magic, and all she could rely on was extraordinary magic power.

But now, with a strong magical ability, 90 percent of it disappears! How does this not scare this girl? She stared wide-eyed for a long time and couldn't say a word!

Dewey was also somewhat surprised, just confused, and could only be attributed to the fact that, in the Great War, this silly little girl might have been struck by some magic from that snowy woman, or she might have been hurt.

Without his magical powers, Vivian suddenly had the guts to be smaller than a rabbit, and now he's only as big as a mouse. She didn't even dare to say a complete word. During the period, Ai looked at Dewey, and her face was full of fear. Tap, tap, tears fell for a while. Dewey was helpless and could only comfort her with two words: “You must be hurt… or what your sister did to you… It doesn't matter, your magic strength is so strong that there is always a time for recovery. Well, didn't you have a great teacher? Your teacher must have a way to help you recover. ”

Mentioning the teacher, little Vivian finally settled down a few points, as if she had deep admiration and trust in her teacher, and immediately stood up: “Me and I are going back to see the teacher! ”

“Okay!” said Dewey. “I'm going back too, but we have to be careful with your sister. She chased us all the way too, and we didn't get rid of her until dawn. Now that your magical powers have disappeared, we can't resist meeting her again.” Speaking, Dewey pointed at the dragon: “Your dragon, can you fly? ”

Vivian shook his head and then worked hard to explain to Dewey that after the dragon was injured, even without outside magic to help him heal, he could recover slowly through the Dragon Nation's own magic, but at a slower rate. Until this dragon recovers, it can no longer fly.

And this dragon has been so badly wounded, if it is to recover spontaneously, it will not be better without a year and a half of sleep.

The thought of leaving on the dragon was lost, and Dewey sighed and decided to go around first to find out where this was.

It's best to go outside these woods and, if you're lucky, meet one or two locals, ask them, and then find a nearest town.

It's just that the dragon can't move, can only rest in place and recover slowly. Vivian died reluctant to leave her precious "fierce sun”, Dewey was helpless, and now he also feels that he owes this silly little girl a few favors. He is also a lot angry with her, so he can only visit the area alone.

Folding a tree stick, Dewey picked a direction and walked forward. He didn't dare go too far, just scouting first.

However, it is clear that Dewey is lucky and unfortunate today!

His plan was to get out of the woods first and find one or two locals alive, preferably a village.

The plan to get out of the woods went well.

Because he walked out of the woods less than half an hour ago and there was an open area in front of him...

The sea.

As he walked out of the last row of trees and saw the beach in front of him, Dewey stunned for a moment.

Did we all fly all the way to the beach?

He didn't think much either. He immediately turned around and walked back for a while. The more he walked, the more he felt something was wrong.

The anxiety came out of his heart, and Dewey ran back to Vivian and the dragon's place of rest, unable to breathe, and shouted to the sorceress: "Hurry! Can you still fly? Fly up and look at the terrain! Hurry!!”

Vivian stunned for a moment, but watched Dewey panting and looked anxious, and she did it.

Magician Magic is no longer functional, wind flying can only last for about a dozen seconds at most.

But... a dozen seconds is enough!

Vivian flew up to a high enough spot... and then she almost fell from the sky in a hurry!

Fortunately, Dewey down there caught the chick, and the two fell on the ground together, and the magician even fell into Dewey's arms.

But this time, little Vivian wasn't in a hurry to push Dewey away, because she was deserted, and she found something even scarier!

“Me, me, me... on an island... on an island!! ”

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