Law of the Devil

(Chapter 1 today ~)

Chapter 102 [Stronger and stronger] (top)

Flying out of the snow fields around the mountains at the fastest speed, the old magician took out his wand again when the crowd reached the edge of the "forgotten ice fields”.

The ice fields and the snow around the mountains have a clear line of sight, with soft snow on the one hand and hard cold ice fields on the other. And standing on the edge of the ice plain looks like everything is calm and calm, but Dewey and others have already gained experience, and they know that as soon as they dare to go one step closer, they will immediately trigger this huge magic array left behind by ancient times!

When the old magician led the way into the ice field for the first time, as he stepped under his feet into the first step of the ice field, immediately, in the otherwise calm sky, the wind gushed and countless violent aircurrents began to spin. On this ingenious wand of the old magician, the silver gem reappeared with a soft light, struggling to withstand the storm that grew stronger around him.

“Come on, don't waste your time!” The old magician grabbed Dewey, and now Dewey is the most important man in his heart. He grabbed Dewey firmly by his side, then lifted the wand like a fire torch and led the crowd forward...

On the ice fields, the whistling winds seem to have gradually revealed a few golden iron horses of turbulence! That sharp blade wind ruined this little windproof magic array. Dewey stood beside the old magician and could hear the squeaky squeeze coming from this defensive mask around him very clearly! He could even clearly see a wind blade sweeping by, chopping it on top of the mask, and emitting a slight bump of turbulence.

The old magician's nostrils began to sweat. His magic had drained too much on his way here. A short time on the Dragon Clan Mountain was simply not enough to recover...

The winds covered the sky, and the intense turbulence of the clouds clouded the sky, blocking even the colours of the sky!

The first day of the escape was spent with the reluctant support of an old magician.

The next day, Dewey could clearly feel that the old magician's magic was draining too much. The sweat on his forehead had just flowed out. In this cold weather, he instantly froze into a grain of ice beads. Soon, the old magician's face was like a cold ice mask. If it wasn't for the slightest whitening in his nostrils when he breathed, he would almost look like an ice man.

In order to save the old magician's energy consumption, Hussein has lifted the magician, and the knight has stepped on a hard ice layer one foot at a time, and his golden temper has ignited, bringing a little warmth to everyone.

“No...” The magic light in the hands of the old magician faded again a little, he whispered: "I can't hold on any longer, Dewey, come and change me for a while, I need to meditate to replenish the magic. ”

As Dewey took over the wand, the old magician drank the last bottle of magic potion on his pinched body. He looked slightly better on his face, but his eyes were still full of fatigue. Dewey also took a break, and at this moment, presided over the Magic Array and switched to the Grigg Witch.

“The storm is a bit odd.” The old magician slightly recovered some spirit and frowned immediately: “This storm in the ice fields, if powerful, has never been so fierce! Don't you think the storm was worse than it was when we got here? ”

Dewey nodded, and he whispered, "Do you mean, can the Dragons control the storm? ”

“No.” The old magician shook his head and he looked a little weak. Dewey couldn't care less at the moment, so he hurried up to hold the old man and set him up to move on. The weak voice of the old magician is in Dewey's ear: “The legendary god set this magic formation, on the one hand to prevent mankind from continuing north, and on the other to prevent the exiled races in the north from going south… In addition to these, there is a very important reason… to limit the dragon race. ”

“Restrict Dragon Race?” Dewey moved in his heart.

“Not bad. The Dragons are nominally guards, but they'll be bored by anyone after so many years on a dragon mountain. They are called guards, but they are actually the same as being imprisoned in disguised form on the Mount of God, because the Dragons cannot leave the Mountain without fulfilling their mission. Although the Dragons have largely followed that mission for millions of years, there are occasionally individual Dragons traveling to the human world, such as the elder chief. But if it were just one or two dragons, it wouldn't have much impact on the human world either. But what if the whole dragon race migrated to the human world? I'm afraid that will change the balance of the world. So, the gods fear that after the Dragons get tired of that mission, they will give up their mission to leave the mountain, so the storm magic array of this ice field is also a good thing to stop the Dragons from migrating south. ”

Dewey looked closely around, the countless storms sweeping back and forth, the countless tornadoes hanging backwards from the sky, staggered together, desperately squeezing this defensive magic array of his own...

“The Dragons, by and large, are a flying race. The film, the storm on the ice sheets, formed an insurmountable no-fly field where any race could only walk on the ground! Otherwise, flying in the middle of the sky and resisting that terrible storm, even if it's a powerful dragon clan, I don't think anyone can walk through the ice fields except one or two of the few strong ones in the clan. So this ice field is also forcing the dragons to stay on the mountain and continue to serve as guardians. In that case, I don't think the storm has become so horrible that it was the Dragons. I'm afraid there's something else about this storm. ”

Dewey listened carefully to the old magician's analysis.

The old magician gasped and continued: “When I first came to this ice field, I was the only one, and that was 200 years ago, Sameer did not continue to walk with me on the ice field, and she separated from me in the ice forest and went back alone. Two hundred years ago, my magic wasn't as strong as it is now, but I was able to walk through the ice field, tired and difficult, but I walked through it after all. But now? Think about it, when we came here, my magic was much stronger than it was 200 years ago, but as a result... I drank almost all my reserves of potion to replenish my magic, but I couldn't support it. If it wasn't for you and the Gekko Witch, we wouldn't have made it to Longshan! What makes this storm stronger than it was 200 years ago? According to normal magic theory, the longer a magic array exists, the stronger the magic should be diminished, not enhanced, as the magic passes. ”

After a pause, the old magician continued: “It was so hard when we came... but now on the way back, I find the storm here even scarier! Honestly, I didn't think I'd last less than a day! Do you remember that? I came alone for two and a half days! What makes the storm here so much stronger than once? ”

Dewey glanced around at the clouds in the middle of the sky, and the lower the pressure, the slighter the complexion changed: “Anyway, should we be able to get out? Even you and I are out of magic, don't forget that there is a powerful Medusa in our team! When she came, she didn't make a move all the way. ”

“You don't have to count on Medusa.” The old magician sighed. He looked at Dewey with regret and said with emotion, “What a pity! You're really smart, and you're fast at magic. You're under 14 this year, aren't you? Such a young man, without any magician's instruction, can achieve more than three levels of strength, is a rare genius. But unfortunately, I can see that you've read a lot of magic books, but those things you've learned, they're completely unsystematic, they're all from scrolls. You know, the knowledge of magic is rigorous and deep, and there's a lot of hard stuff to understand, so how can you keep track of what you can see in books that are out there? You don't even have the basic education of the most basic magic system. No wonder you don't understand. At least we can't take advantage of Medusa's magic right now. Because she's a warcraft! You know, although she's a human being, it's also a human beast, and according to the natural barriers in the field of magic, beasts and human magic can't work together, because human magic comes from our own magic system, and beasts, because of the nuclei in their bodies, use magic and practice patterns that are different from humans. So, Medusa is powerful, but she can't help us run this magic array. ”

Speaking of which, the old magician grinned, “Aren't you surprised? We've had a hard time getting here, but I didn't even ask for Medusa's help. Of all of us, Medusa's magic is much stronger than yours and Gekko's. ”

Speaking of which, the old magician's eyes flashed a little miserable and he suddenly opened his mouth and drank out loud: "Hussein! Stop it! I have something to say. ”

The knight was moving forward with the Grigg witch in his arms. When he heard the rumor, he stood still and Hussein seemed to feel a little bad. He turned to look at Dewey and the old magician: “What's wrong? ”

“Don't go.” The old magician's face is hard to see: “I've calculated that over the course of the day, we've been walking almost twice as slowly as we were when we came! But our magic can no longer be sustained... I'm sure you feel that, too? ”

Hussein did not speak, but a gloomy look appeared on his face.

“I've done a lot of calculations just now, and in this way, by noon tomorrow at the most, we'll all be out of magic and no longer be able to sustain it. But by noon tomorrow, we'll be less than a quarter away at most. This is the only way to die! Tomorrow at noon, this terrible storm will tear apart the defenses of the Magic Array! ”

After this amazing news, no one in the queue was surprised. Dewey, Medusa, seemed to have anticipated the situation on the way, even the Ghazi witch, who was running the magic array, kept her mouth shut. The mouse, though timid and obscene, was once an experienced magician, and his estimate of magic consumption was similar to that of an old magician.

The only one who made a voice was the new member of this ad hoc adventure team, the graceful Mr. QQ Penguin.

“What's the matter? Why don't we move on?” QQ blinked his eyes and shook his head gently, as if he enjoyed it in a place full of storms and snow. It was supposed to sleep with its eyes closed on Dewey's back, and at this moment it jumped, stamped its feet on the ground, then twisted its fat body, walked two laps with its head up, and looked up: “Why don't you go? ”

'Cause I'm afraid we're not gonna make it out. ”Dewey sighed. The voice of this phrase carries a hint of helplessness and frustration, and only Medusa, in the queue, remains calm, as if nothing in the world had anything to do with her.

“We have to find a way.” The old magician's mouth revealed a miserable smile, and he looked solemnly at Dewey: “Dewey, you have to understand, you are the most important of all of us! You're on the mission of Aragon, so in any case, I can't let you die here... so I figured out a way to maybe give you a chance to escape. ”

Dewey didn't talk, he bit his lips and looked at the old magician.

“Hussein is a saint, and the saint's golden fighting spirit is extraordinary, and the saint's body is as strong as that of the Dragons. Without the protection of the Magic Array, with the strength of the Holy Knight of Hussein, I reckon he could walk all day in the storm with his own courage.” Saying, the old magician turns to Hussein: “My fellow knight, after noon tomorrow, we have lost the protection of the Magic Array, and there is no way to escape, only you can support the Golden Fight for an extra day. So I need you to promise me one thing.” The old magician pointed to Dewey: “Your golden temper can protect the space around you. You can hold a man in your arms and hide under the defense of your temper. I want you to carry Dewey in your arms! If you go as fast as you can, you will walk much faster than you do now...”

“But I can only support a day or so.” Hussein coldly said: "One day, still cannot get out of this ice field. ”

“Then do as God commands.” The old magician sighed: “It's the only way, though hopeless, to get you out of the ice. I calculated that the speed of your full run, coming down a day, even if you can't get out, is not too close, maybe... some miracle can happen. ”

No one spoke. Everyone's face was complicated. Dewey looked at the company and suddenly said, “Perhaps I summoned Sameer? ”

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