Law of the Devil
Chapter 109 [Stronger and Stronger] (Lower) (Summoning Monthly Ticket ~)
(second today)
Chapter 102 [Stronger and Stronger] (below)
“It's useless.” The old magician laughed with a low voice: "I have counted all my powers. Sameer... I'm not sure exactly what happened to her, but one thing I can be sure of is that this Sameer around you is much less powerful than the Sameer I know. Have you forgotten the scene of her duel with Hussein? Hussein, who has not yet been promoted to the Holy Knight, can defeat Sameer twice, and with that strength, I guess Sameer's magic is about level eight or above, but not too much. Even with an eight-level magician, we can't get out. So now summoning out Semmel doesn't do much good, I mean...”
The old magician glanced at Hussein: "I'm afraid even you will be sacrificed when necessary. ”
Hussein did not speak, and the knight's face was as indifferent and proud as ever.
“I'll give my wand to Dewey, and then Hussein, you take Dewey forward and protect him with your golden temper. If you still can't get out of the ice when your fight runs out, then, Dewey! You give up Hussein and move on with your wand! You also have a Sameer, Sameer's magic, that can support the magic formation for a while, and as long as it protects you, the magic exhibition won't consume much, and I think, maybe I can get you out of here. ”
Dewey's face cooled down, and he looked closely at the old magician, and then at Hussein, and his eyes turned from Medusa to the Ghazier, and QQ.
“You mean, after sacrificing everyone, I'm the only one who can get out alive?” Dewey refused immediately: "I'm not a good person, but I can't accept the sacrifice of my peers to protect my life. And don't forget, by tomorrow, the dragon will be catching up from Mount Shen. Maybe I'm not out of the ice, and I'm being chased by it. With all of you, we have a lot of work to do, if not even you. Do you think I can beat the dragon clan chief by myself? That guy has recovered and is almost as powerful as Aragon himself! ”
Everyone is silent.
Indeed, a dragon clan chief who has recovered his body is almost comparable to Aragon himself! No one thinks Dewey can handle such a fierce enemy.
Of course, there are objections.
Just as everyone was silent, suddenly a sharp voice rang out! The penguin, the graceful Mr. QQ, who has always maintained his style, listened to Dewey, especially the last phrase, "The strength is comparable to Aragon himself”, and suddenly he was furious!
The penguin screamed, and then his whole body jumped up and looked angry, almost ready to jump up and bite Dewey!
“Who said that! Who says that old dragon is better than Aragon? Bullshit! Nothing in this world can be more powerful than Master Aragon! Absolutely not! The old dragon, if the master is resurrected, can cut it into seventeen or eighteen pieces! ”
Fortunately, the penguin doesn't have claws and teeth, otherwise it looks angry, and I'm afraid it's really going to go up and bite Dewey, but it's almost going to hit Dewey in the chest. The clumsy, fat body jumped and expressed its outrage at Dewey.
“Okay.” Dewey frowned, looking at this "beast” that he had saved from the coffin, besides being able to speak, this guy was a burden: "I know you defended Aragon's mood, but the truth is that Aragon couldn't have won it if he hadn't lied to the old dragon about drinking the Fountain of Youth. ”
“Bullshit!!” QQ was so angry, he didn't even want the wind anymore, he said a crude word, then he also stunned, quickly covered his mouth hard, then touched his chest and sighed: “Alas, the wind! To keep up the style...” Then glanced at Dewey: “Who says Aragon can't beat that old dragon! ”
And then this angry penguin stared at the crowd and asked out loud, “Haven't you thought of that? Aragon walked through this ice field just like you! After such a strong storm! When he walks out of the iceberg, there's only a couple left! Challenging the Dragon clan chief with almost exhausted magic and exhausted strengths, the two of them tied hands! Without this storm on the ice, which weakened Aragon's strength, he could have cut that guy's tap off in less than half a day! ”
“What did you say?!” Duwei and the old magician's eyes shined and QQ drank aloud.
QQ held his head high and did not give in: “When I said Aragon walked across the ice field, there were only two or two left! The old dragon will force him into a tie. He told me that himself! ”
Dewey and the old magician met and came up with a key question!
Aragon walked through the ice sheds, losing 89% of its strength?
Of course, losing 89% of his strength and being able to tie hands with the mighty Dragon clan chief, such strength was misunderstood by all... now it seems that Aragon is certainly the name of the first strong man under the starry sky. The dragon clan chief who originally thought the dragon body shape could be compared to Aragon, now it seems to be a wrong guess...
But in QQ's words, there is more important news!
With 20% of his strength remaining, he can even the Dragon clan chief. You can imagine how powerful Aragon himself is!
But such a powerful power has been consumed by this magic array by 89%? So, this magic formation, it's too powerful, too horrible, isn't it?
“No! Not at all!” Dewey immediately shouted, “No! ”
He grabbed his hair and caught a glimmer of inspiration in his heart, "If even Aragon's strength was consumed by the storm, the storm was even more intense when Aragon walked through here a thousand years ago! Instead, 200 years ago, when you came here, the storm was much weaker. At least if it consumed 89% of Aragon's strength, if it was that strength, you'd be dead already! This storm is not getting stronger all the time, but seems to be...”
“It seems to be based on intrusion into its own strength, with self-attack intensity adjustment.” The old magician summed it up precisely.
When Aragon walked in, the intensity of the storm consumed 89% of his strength.
When an old magician walked in here 200 years ago, the storm also consumed most of his strength. If compared to Aragon, the storm would have weakened.
And now, people are here, and the storm is stronger than the old magician's last experience.
“Obviously, this magic array can sense the strength and weakness of intruders. The stronger you are.” Dewey Fei Express: “Perhaps we can take advantage of this weakness. ”
“How? Shall we shut down the magic array now?” The Grigg witch screamed, and the mouse's voice became weak: “Do you have a way to talk about it? Besides, I can't stand it! You better come alone for a while! Otherwise, this magic array will be finished by now! ”
The old magician frowned and immediately took the wand from the hand of the Grigg witch. He injected the magic, whispering: “Dewey's speculation is very reasonable... but remove the magic array? This storm will stop? I don't think so. Maybe we'll all be torn apart in an instant. ”
Dewey suddenly grabbed QQ and he shouted, “Do you know how Aragon walked back after leaving the mountain? ”
Yes, the old magician's eyes shine!
How did Aragon get back? He lost 89% of his strength when he went there, and fought with the Dragon Nation to grow up. He also started such a big paving project on Shenshan! He's supposed to consume the most. And how did Aragon end up back?
“How do I know.” QQ shook his head, patted Dewey's hand hard, and swallowed slowly: “You know, it's rude to pinch someone's neck like that! Master Aragon locked me in a sarcophagus and didn't take me back. Of course I don't know how he walked back.” QQ was grabbed by Dewey by the neck and the vomiting was difficult, but fortunately, it seemed like something came to mind: “When the master walked away, he said that the ice field was strange and he seemed to have left something... in the sarcophagus. ”
Without saying anything immediately, Dewey threw down QQ, then removed the baggage from her back and flipped it up quickly.
“What is it?” Dewey poured out all the relics of Aragon in his baggage and turned to QQ.
“I've been asleep too long, and some things I don't remember very clearly.” QQ blinks and looks at Dewey: “I think I remember the owner saying something tall, pointy, shrinkable, plugged into the ground... oh, let me think...”
“What is it exactly?” Dewey presses the patient.
“The name of that thing is strange, I should remember...” QQ swallowed his head slowly: “It seems to be called... shelter from the wind... Ah, yes, it's called a windshield needle! ”
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