Law of the Devil

(Today is still a two-in-one chapter, 8,000 words, a little more than usual. And have a nice weekend ~)

Chapter 91 [Revenge]

What's the use of returning the Heart of the King?

The old magician didn't say the answer, and that's where his story came from, refused to go on. It depresses Dewey. He was a very curious guy, both in his past life and in his present life, and half of this mysterious story, he didn't give an answer, which really made him feel bad.

However, the old magician answered at least one of Dewey's questions vaguely: "Our goal is still to go north. Take you… naturally come in handy. ”

All right!

Dewey bit his teeth and got on this black boat anyway, and might as well walk all the way to the black. Moreover, under the hands of these two strong men, Dewey had no choice.

Though there is a Queen Medusa behind her, Dewey does not take it personally that Queen Medusa will obey her orders. This beautiful, near-catastrophic snake follows herself solely for the purpose of "watching humanity”. So don't expect anyone to be your batter and little brother.

All the way north... what's in the north?

The old magician laughed mysteriously: "We'll see when we get there. ”

Dewey really wanted to take off his boots and smash them into the nose of an old magician if he didn't take into account the huge gap in strength between the two sides. Look how proud this old guy would be if his nose was smashed!

That's it, one Dardanelle was missing from the team and one more old magician was added to the team.

“We have to hurry.” The old magician announced: "I set up a magic formation for those guys at the temple, right on the shore of Great Circle Lake, and according to my estimation of them, it would take them two days to get out of that magic formation. And I set them up with fake faces, hoping they'd follow us in the opposite direction. ”

All right, let's go!

Dewey sighed.

The old magician touched the baggage from his arms as if he could never get rid of it. He snuck in and touched it for a while. He felt a whistle in his mouth for a while... The whistle didn't make any noise, but Hussein and Medusa next to him frowned at the same time.

Obviously, this is another magic tool.

Less than a moment later, the sound of running came from the snow, and then in Dewey's astonished eyes, four strong wolves came from the snow in the woods!

Ice Snow Demon Wolf!!

“Oh, no, no, don't move, don't scare these little guys!” The old magician waved his hand and stopped Duvi and Hussein from attempting to attack. He slowly walked past, opened his robe and murmured with a spell that Duvi could not understand. The four snow wolves were as gentle as a domestic puppy. Whimpering a few noises, they bent down and lay down in the snow, leaving the old magician to gently touch the fur on their back.

And the old magician laughed, "Well, four of us ride one each, which is better than walking with our legs. ”

Riding... wolf?

Ice and Snow Demon Wolf?

Dewey doesn't know if she should sigh or sigh.

“Come on, kid.” The old magician smiles with a very gentle smile: “You have the smallest head and the lightest weight... oh, just ride it.” He said, referring to one of the furry, gray wolves, who looked at Dewey and approached him, and suddenly his hair stood up, making a very unfriendly whining scare, while grinning his teeth and staring closely at Dewey.

“Are you sure? I ride it?” Looking at this wolf, Dewey suspects that if he takes one step closer, he will surely swallow himself.

“Come here, don't be afraid!” The old magician waved at Dewey while holding the wolf's head and pulled it together, as if he was whispering something beside the wolf's ear. Then the wolf actually quieted down and gently walked with the old magician to Dewey.

An intermediate warcraft like Snow Wolf, though not too tall, is nearly twice as tall as an average wolf. Gently lying in front of Dewey, Dewey tried to reach and touch his back at the old magician's point, and the wolf did not resist, but lay his head down low and hummed a few times.

“Well, it likes you.” The old magician smiled, “Now get on it, don't move, I'll control where they're going. ”

Before entering the frozen forest with the old magician, Dewey had already admired his ability to communicate with animals. At the time, looking at the old magician didn't know where to get a few snow dogs, but he was so comfortable manipulating, even the learned Dewey couldn't recognize what magic it was... communicating with animals? Haven't you ever heard of any kind of magic with such skills?

Hussein and Medusa did not need the help of an old magician. Hussein suppressed the wolf with a strong fighting temper of the knight. The wolf beneath him cried out, helplessly stood up and walked with the knight behind his back. A little dissatisfaction, the knight gently stretched his finger on the wolf's forehead, which could make it jump in pain.

As for Medusa, it's even more horrible. The top warcraft already has instincts to summon lower order warcraft for its own drive. Medusa sits on the back of a wolf, but that wolf can no longer be frightened to whisper, how gentle and smooth it must be.

However, Medusa unexpectedly “looked” at the old magician, and although she didn't really open her eyes, there was a slight surprise on the old magician's face.

“You're very good at communicating with spirits.” Medusa said softly: “It's been a long time since I've seen such a pure virtue...”

Speaking of which, Medusa suddenly smiled and shut up.

The old magician nodded with gratitude and coughed: "Okay, let's go! ”

At this point, suddenly a pointy cry came from behind the canyon: "Your Majesty! Queen, wait for me! ”

Then you see a grey meatball “rolling” out of the canyon entrance. Not someone else, but the rat prime minister, Lord Grigg.

The Grigg Witch had taken off the ridiculous Chancellor's robe, covered in grey hair with a leather jacket made of animal fur, with a funny hat crooked in her head and a small baggage behind her. She ran to the ground with all her limbs together and cried out: “Your Majesty! You can't just leave the poor Grigg witch behind! If you leave, how can the witch survive here by herself? You know, I'm a rat now, I can't go back to the human world... but stay here, the canyon belongs to the tree man again... I...”

Even though Medusa is a warcraft, she doesn't understand humanity, but after 20 years with her, Gedusa has taught her a lot of human knowledge. At this moment, she can't help but sigh slightly. Medusa thought a little: “Well, then follow. ”

Geg witch hears the big joy, it already has the idea of following Medusa, the baggage behind it has packed its own things, as for the rats in the valley... even though they are self-destructing!

The moment was agreed, tears were immediately wiped dry, just looking around, but some trouble.

There are four Demon Wolves in total.

The Grigg witch is small and doesn't take up much weight. It's okay to ride a wolf with anyone squeezing. But after a look, Queen Medusa is not as beautiful as man, and Jewel has been there for many years, how dare the Gekko go up and ride with her?

As for the knight whose face is indifferent, if he can't move, he has to cut his neck with a sword. It is not too late for the Grigg witch to hide from him! If he rides with him, maybe one of the words on the road annoys him, his own mouse moves.

As for that strange old magician... forget it.

After half a day, Dewey seemed the most comfortable, and Gerber's mouse smiled on his face, walking past, bowing his head, not talking, and Dewey understood what it meant, sighing, “Okay, you come up, but... you should be smaller, right? ”

Grigg nodded quickly. It has changed from a human to a mouse, but it is also due to drinking water from the Fountain of Youth. A miraculous deformation is naturally 90% obsolete, unable to become human or other. But at least keep it in the shape of a mouse, smaller can still be done.

He saw it shake his body a few times, read a few spells in his mouth, swayed his body a few times, immediately shrunk, and eventually became a normal mouse size size. It's just still fat and round like a meatball. It just looks so much easier. There are a few pet mice that many girls in Dewey's previous life liked to raise. There is also a famous cartoon image that resembles Dewey's previous life. The harsh work of the Japanese Anime Master Palace: Totoro the Dragon Cat.

Dewey held it up with both hands, and the baggage of the Gekko was carried behind him at will. Then Dewey put the Gekko in his chest coat, but warned: "Be careful not to move. If you dare to get into my clothes, I'll bake you! ”

As the old magician drank, the four wolves immediately spread their legs and ran hard!

In an endless forest of snow, four powerful demon wolves ran hard, leaving a long string of footprints on the snow, but a moment later, clouds were rearranged and the snowflakes floated, quickly covering up those footprints.

These wolves are running a few points faster than regular horses! Plus the wolves are already agile, jumping up and down, and even if trees are blocking their way through the woods, they can jump up and down the branches and move on.

Just sitting on a wolf's back is a lot worse than sitting on a horse's back. The road was fast, but the degree of turbulence almost took Dewey's body apart.

Fortunately, while resting at night, Dewey was able to stretch herself out and did the moves several times in a single breath before slowing down.

As Dewey moved, the old magician watched, and after watching Dewey do it again for the first time, the old magician sighed: "Is this what Hussein taught you? ”

Nor did Dewey conceal, directly admitting, that the old magician's face was a little complicated, stared at Dewey for a long time, then sighed, turned away, in the wind, as if he had spoken to himself:

“It is destined… everything is destined, I taught him the first, Hussein taught him the second… these coincidences are destiny arrangements. ”

He rode these wolves all the way for about four days. Four days running in the woods during the day, taking a camping break at night, getting up early in the morning to continue on the road.

Even though the wolves are much stronger than ordinary wolves, they are strong and have sharp claw teeth, but this kind of rush can't be eaten anymore. All four werewolves have had some spiritual depression. The old magician looked into his eyes, and on the fifth day, he let the wolves go, and then he took out his whistle.

After he blew the whistle this time, it was not the Wolf who summoned him, but with a rush of sand, the ground collapsed into a big hole in the snow! And then out of this hole, one foot is about the size of a big bed ——

Spider!

Watching such a large giant spider standing in front of you, shaking gently the ice and snow on your body, thick layers of yellow hair all over your thick eight-limb claws! A circle of black stripes appeared on the drum's stomach, and its face... Dewey looked at it and almost dared not look at it again!

This giant spider has a human face! However, as if it had been distorted, all five officials had misplaced themselves. After opening their mouths, they had two giant teeth!

Nobody jumped on the back of the spider next to the old magician and gently pressed it against the spider's head, closing his eyes...

After a moment, he wiped away the sweat gently and smiled: "Okay, come on up... come on up. ”

Gerger in Dewey's arms shivered with horror, his teeth fighting: “Behind the spider! Oh, my God, it's an evil spider! ”

Evil Spider Queen?

Dewey frowned and couldn't help but get a goosebump on her!

Dewey, who has learned a lot about warcraft along the way, once heard the head of the Snow Wolf Mercenary Corps, Bienrich, speak of several advanced warcraft, including the evil spider behind it.

It's a terrible and disgusting thing. They… are “they” to be exact. This spider grows beneath the deep, cold ice beneath the ground, and often when the female spider mates, the female spider eats the male spider. So, the ones that grow up to be big, they're all female spiders, so it's called "the back of the spider.”

Born under ice and snow, this warcraft can easily tear cold ice harder than metal, and their body exterior is covered with a hard shell! If you want to know how hard it is... there have been records in history that several Lv5 samurai did their best to chop it with their swords and not hurt it at all.

At the same time, they have the instinct of spiders: thread knots!

The spider silk of this warcraft is unusually tough, the sword continues to cut, several times stronger than the iron chain, and carries deadly dissolving venom! Once the prey is entangled on this spider silk web, it is invaded by venom and quickly dissolved throughout the body!

That doesn't count. Spiders are equally capable of spreading a poison mist!

This is a weakening magic that strengthens several times, and once such spiders face their enemies, they can disperse poison fog and weaken them several times, whether magic or martial arts, much weaker. And with strong penetration... even if you hold your breath, the poison fog can penetrate your body from the sweat pores of your skin.

And what's disgusting about it is the eating habits of this stuff.

When the prey is caught, they do not kill the prey immediately, but paralyze the prey with venom to keep it alive... they do not bite or devour the prey, but they grow this long, sharp, straw-like thing in their mouths that can stick into the prey's body and then... suck!

Sucking blood, brains, bone marrow… everything liquid or semi-liquid!

Even that poison paralyzed prey, when sucked, can stay awake conscious, but the pain will be much lower... will watch this monster suck his own body fluids!

And this spider monster is a guy who loves to “store” and they don't eat their prey at once, they eat half of it... leave half of it! Often after the prey has been sucked on a lot of liquid, it is stored in a cocoon like spider silk in the north... even after a period of time, the prey remains alive!

I don't know what kind of skill the old magician used to draw even such advanced warcraft, but obviously he wasn't as easy as he was to manipulate those wolves.

Relaxed, the old magician looked at Dewey, who was a bit dazed, and laughed: “What's wrong? You're not scared, are you, kid? All right, this guy's good. Come on up. ”

Dewey climbed onto the back of the spider with disgust, and the yellow furry tentacles on the spider made Dewey disgust for a while, but after he stood firm, he laughed bitterly: "I said, next time, will you stop making such disgusting things? Can't you summon four more wolves? ”

“The Wolf?” The old magician laughed: “Boy, look at this! This is the north section of the Ice Seal Forest! What works here is the High Beast! Intermediate Warcraft like Snow Wolf, there's nothing here! We're lucky to find such a big guy. ”

Hussein sat by Dewey's side without saying a word, while Medusa hesitated for a moment... as if snakes didn't like spiders either.

The Grisha was also shaking in Dewey's Wylisser. Dewey couldn't help but mumble: “By what means did this old man use to drive these beasts...”

Just before Dewey was finished, a familiar voice suddenly came from deep in his heart:

“Can't you guess? Can't you guess? ”

Dewey called it out!

Sameer?

Couldn't reach Sameer for so many days, finally reacted!

Seymour survived on Dewey's spiritual strength, and at this moment, without dialogue, Seymour's voice fell directly into Dewey's brain, word for word, tight in the spiritual world of his mind.

“You've also read so many books, claiming to be the most learned of the Rollins. How come there's no turning around on this? You always think it's magic. Why don't you jump out of it and think about other ways? I'm telling you, this ability to manipulate creatures is not magic at all, but a very famous thing... guess what? ”

Manipulating creatures... manipulating living spirits...

Dewey's eyes shine suddenly!

Indeed, this is not some kind of magic!

But……

Dewey glanced at the old magician and suddenly remembered something Medusa almost said the other day!

De…

Te what?

Druid!!

Only Druid, this amazing race, can possess this natural proximity to nature and the ability to communicate with all living beings!

However, Dewey has read in the literature that the name Druid is already a historical term on this continent, a magical race that was extinct a long time ago.

But nothing is absolute.

“Hello.” Dewey thought of it and suddenly laughed: “Old man... I suddenly thought of it. You, a Druid, right? I didn't expect you to be a Druid! Wasn't Druid an extinct race? ”

The old magician had no surprise on his face. He glanced cold at Dewey and didn't give a shit. He whispered, “Guess what? Hmm. Did Semmel tell you that? Otherwise, with a kid like you, how can you guess? I'm afraid you don't even know what Druid is! Stop screaming. Everybody knows what I am except you! ”

Indeed, Medusa recognized the old magician a few days ago, and Hussein was calm in the face, obviously.

The only thing I know so far, I'm afraid it's only Dewey... oh, and maybe the mouse in his arms.

The old magician's eyes suddenly lit up and his face showed some excitement: “Did Semel communicate with you? Can you invite her out... Alas, why won't she see me? ”

Dewey was also thinking about the relationship between the old magician and Sameer, and he asked inside, and Sameer's answer was a little vague: “I don't know… I shouldn't know him. But I don't know why, inside me, I just feel so resistant to this guy, like I don't want to get near this guy. ”

Dewey shrugged her shoulders and had not yet spoken. The old magician saw Dewey's face and had already guessed a little. He sighed: “Forget it... it's not surprising that she doesn't want to see me. I just wanted her to come out and take a look... at this place! We used to come here together! ”

As soon as the voice went down, Dewey felt a sudden wind coming from behind her, and then one of Sameer's hands was resting on Dewey's shoulder, and Dewey turned around and saw that Sameer was standing behind herself. Her silver hair looked extraordinarily floating in this freezing snowy place, barefoot in red, so floating in the middle of the sky, she looked at the distance.

The old magician saw Samel, showing an exciting look on his face and taking a deep breath: "You… you are finally Ken! ”

“I don't know you.” Sameer looked at the distance, with a blurred face, and shook her head: “I'm not the Sameer you know. Besides, I've never been here before... but why is my inner familiarity getting stronger? ”

Hussein hummed and closed her eyes with her long sword, while Medusa did not speak, but frowned in the direction of Semel's standing (although Semel's appearance was invisible to ordinary people, Queen Medusa did not have to “look” at all, and she could already feel one more person here.

“Although this kid says you're not Sameer, you're just a magical creature... but I don't think it's necessarily true.” The old magician looked deeply and closely at Semel: “You feel familiar with this place... is it true? How does that feel? ”

Sameer's beautiful face suddenly revealed a harsh color, which flashed through her eyes, her bright red robe suddenly rolled up in the cold wind, drinking: “I don't know! But all I know is, I'm standing here and suddenly I hate you! Suddenly I feel like I hate you so much... I can't help but think... I want to kill you! ”

She lifted her slender fingers and pointed at the old magician. A layer of frost had covered her pretty face. A silk chill appeared on her fingertips. The chilly air hidden in it still contained nourishing electricity!

“Hahahahahahaha!!” The old magician laughed and looked at Sameer's fingertips: “Look! Look at your fingers! How dare you say you're just a magical creature? A purely psycho-physical magical creature, it is impossible to use magic! Look between your fingers! What is that? Isn't that the star magic you used?! ”

Sameer couldn't help but look down at her fingers, her eyes were darker and she had to tremble: “What... is this... me, how can I use magic? ”

Dewey's sighing.

Use magic? This woman has used magic more than once or twice along the way, one of which almost ended in a fight with Hussein. Only the first two times seemed insane, and now they are awake.

“Sameer...” The old magician's voice suddenly softened and his eyes contained something called “tenderness," he whispered, “I don't know what happened to you, but I'm sure I can figure it out, let me help you restore your memory, okay? ”

“No!” Sameer suddenly changed color and drank: “I don't want any memories back! I'm not what you call an astrologer, Sameer! I'm me, I'm a magical creature! Don't bother me! ”

After that, Sameer waved and the sound of her body sex disappeared.

Dewey and the others are in silence, a strange expression.

Only the Grigg witch in Dewey's arms suddenly tried to drill out a mouse's head and squeeze his eyes in the cold wind, curious: "What did you just say? Who were you talking to? What saimer? How can I not see? ”

But nobody seems to mind the curiosity of the Mouse Chancellor anymore. Dewey stuck it in his coat, turned around and looked at the old magician, and his eyes flickered: "I said, how much more have you not told us? Old man?”

“Change when you know, I'll let you know.” The old magician's expression was a little dull, and his eyes were even a little painful.

“So, what about Sameer? She's connected to my spiritual strength now! I don't care if she's really Sameer or a magical creature, I think I need to know something about her. ”

“Okay.” The old magician thought for a moment.

His expression was a little dull, and the pain in his eyes grew stronger, and he sat down slowly, sitting on the back of the spider, as if he were ten years old at this moment.

“Sameer...” The old magician said with a low voice: “I knew her a long time ago... well, more than 200 years ago. At that time, she was also a famous continental woman astrologer. ”

“And then what? ”

The old magician suddenly laughed. His laughter ranged from low to loud, and he looked at Dewey with a strange look in his eyes: “Boy, you're such a smart man, didn't you guess? ”

He patted his magician's robe gently, grinning: “Sameer, originally a pure astrology master, without any magic... but suddenly he could come up with a magical set of star magic! Don't you think it's strange? Well, now that you've learned a little bit about star fighting, don't you think it's strange to hear the name Star Magic? Don't you have any idea? ”

“That's exactly why I need to talk to you.” Dewey Coldway.

“Sameer... she was such a simple woman, a genius obsessed with astrology, a woman who wanted to speak a great deal about astrology. And then suddenly she realized the magic of the stars... in fact...” The old magician pointed to her nose: “In fact, the truth is simple! She, like me, is also the heir of Aragon! We were supposed to be companions, but then... revenge! ”

At the end of the month, ask for the monthly ticket again. Friends with the monthly ticket are also not stingy enough to support the Devil's Law! Dance, hold the keyboard, spit blood, thank you ~

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