Law of the Devil

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(Chapter 1 today ~)

Chapter 244: The Great Mage Without a White Robe

The sky is washed, a few white clouds are still gleaming, and the wilderness beneath the sky is endless. What is more rare is the density of green grass and hectares of green grass in the countryside next to Fort Watt. Strong winds swept through the western volcano, blowing waves of grass eastward. The blue above the curtain grew stronger and stronger as if to pour down and blend in with the green on the wilderness, rushing towards the eastern sky.

Unfortunately, in such a beautiful landscape, an appalling and tragic tragedy is taking place.

In the woods, a petite, gasping figure was running hard, her calf was cut full of scars by thorns in the woods, on a young and beautiful face, full of horror and fear. Listening to the approaching horseshoe in the back of her ear, the woman suddenly lowered her voice and tripped under her feet with a stone and fell to the ground.

At this point, the horseshoe behind him was in front, two light-armed northwestern cavalry faces on both sides grinning closer to this weak prey. Suddenly, two sets of ropes were thrown from either side, like sheep strapped on a meadow, two sets of ropes, one left and the other right, on the girl's wrists. The cavalry on both sides pulled hard and tight. With a scream, the girl had been pulled halfway into the sky, and a pair of calves slammed hard, but how could she escape?

When the horseshoe came back, he heard a thunderous voice with a grinning laugh: "Well done. ”

Saying, a giant man in a hunting suit had come from behind, and he was on the horse, but he was holding his riding gun high, and the horse rushed at the girl in the middle of the sky with a rope, and the long riding gun swung, a terrible scream, had pierced the girl's shoulder, and then heard this loud Chinese character laugh.

The poor prey had been picked up by his riding rifle, and then he fell to the ground again, snapping and muffled, and he could not live.

Behind the scene, Duwei and Hussein rode horseback. After all, Hussein came from the Holy Knight. Although he is now a traitor to the Temple, mostly because of deviations in faith, he has not lost all his integrity to the Knight. Seeing such a tragedy happen in front of him, the Holy Knight had to be angry in his heart and look at the self-righteous giant in front of him, forced to show off his machine.

Dewey held down Hussein and shook his head silently.

“Why.” Hussein coldly.

“You can't save them, we can't save them.” Dewey lowered her voice: “These girls will die anyway, even if they don't die here today, they will die in their cells.

As soon as the voice went down, she heard a smile coming from a distance behind her: "The Duchess walked so fast. ”

The Sebastian had already followed him, grabbing the reins, and laughing: "What, is the Duchess still empty? ”

Dewey frowned, "I'm a guest and I don't dare fight for the Lord. ”

“Adults are welcome.” Sebasta suddenly listened and laughed: “There's a movement ahead, you and I will go check it out together! ”

After he finished, he kicked his horse in the stomach and rushed out. Dewey looked at his back and followed him with Hussein.

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This forest is very deep, it's the early summer season, the grass leaves are quite dense, Sebastian took the lead, looked at the deep forest ahead, suddenly jumped off the horse, looked carefully at the footprints on the ground, smiled: “Huh, these two prey are a little smarter, but learned to hide. ”

After that, he flew on his horse, blew a whistle and immediately ran several rides from all directions.

“Search the bushes carefully, these little guys hid in the bushes cave and kicked me out. ”

His men's cavalry commanded them to go, Duwei and Sebasta walked forward, watching the cavalry wave the cavalry gun, clapping and beating in the grass. Indeed, not many moments later, a painful cry was heard, a delicate figure ran out of the grass, with blood all over his shoulders.

The corner of Sebasta's mouth was filled with a sneer, looking at the woman who was running away, slowly removing her bow from behind her and shooting an arrow out, then suddenly a cold hum came out and saw Hussein suddenly pulling out his long sword, shouting, a light coming out of his hand, then first!

Halfway through the sky, Sebastian fired the arrow, but it fell into two pieces and landed on the ground.

Without a word, Hussein suddenly rushed out, and momentarily he arrived at the girl's side, slightly bent over, grabbed the girl from the ground, ignored her struggle, left her on the saddle, and the girl shouted. Hussein had fainted this poor prey with a slight finger.

Sebasta was shot down without any anger, but looked deeply at Hussein and suddenly turned to Dewey Yu: “Your servant, Duchess, you have a great hand. ”

Dewey smiled lightly: "Major General, your arrows aren't bad either. ”

The eyes of the two men crossed, but as if a series of Mars had burst out, the Major General only laughed a long time ago, no longer ignoring the two Dewey and rushing away.

Dewey looked quietly at this guy's back and frowned. Then he whispered to Hussein: "You…"

“I can't stand it.” Hussein said softly: “To save one is one. Knights' weapons are not intended to kill innocent civilians. ”

Dewey was speechless and he knew he couldn't stop Hussein. If this saint must do something, I'm afraid he didn't do anything to stop it.

In the woods, many of General Lugo's warlords had already rushed in with cavalry, scattered and carefully searched for those “prey”. The woods are filled with horseshoes and shouts. From time to time, the screams of girls who had not escaped were hidden.

Dewey's face grew more gloomy. He's not a good man, but he can't get used to such a brutal thing, just what he's about to say, suddenly, Dewey's eyes shine!

Just in the distance ahead, in the direction that the Major General had just gone away, there was a sudden and intense magical fluctuation! That magical oscillation, with an undisguised dark atmosphere, is clearly... what is the magician doing?

Far away, a few terrible screams came, and Dewey glanced at Hussein: "Go look! ”

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When Dewey and Hussein arrive looking for a voice, there is a strange scene ahead of them!

In the middle of the vast woods, there was a thick black gas, which seemed to have something sticky floating in the air. Dewey glanced and frowned immediately! This is the spirit of the Necromancer! Looking at the thickness of the stick, I'm afraid I don't know how many creatures have been refined in it!

And in that thick dark fog, a naked teenager has been wrapped around her hands and feet by the air cords formed by countless black gases, so suspended in the air that her body takes on an attractive "big” shape. The delicate body of the teenage girl is perfectly displayed beneath the eyes of Dewey and others. And she seemed to have fainted, her head pulled weakly, and a dark hair covered her face, leaving only a faint breath.

Next to it, a distant black figure stood on the branches of a large tree, in a pure black magician-style robe, under a pointed top hat, revealing a miserable white and white face, with a slightly infiltrating laugh at the corner of the mouth, with a black crystal ball flat in one hand, and a word in the mouth.

In the black gas, suddenly formed a black naked eye discernable contact angle, one head went into the girl's mouth and nose, and then a faint strand of something with a transparent state, as if it was hooked out by the black gas.

Dewey immediately recognized that this was the magician who used the magic of the dead, extracting the life force of the teenager and refining the spirit of the dead needed to become the magician.

Not far from the scene, Major General Sebastian stood on his feet and looked cold at the magician's approach in the field, although he perceived the arrival of Dewey and did not speak, but just glanced at Dewey.

The naked girl, wrapped in black air, suddenly whispered painfully, and then the scary thing was that the naked eye could see the speed, she was young and full of running body, suddenly dry! The skin was already full of blood, a little withered and aged, as if the flesh beneath the skin had been drawn, and not long after, her delicate body had been almost drawn to dry by herself!

Dewey looked so frightened and angry that she couldn't help but drink: "How dare you! Did you not know that the unauthorized use of death magic to kill spirits is a violation of the First Commandment of the Magic Union? ”

After that, Dewey smiled coldly. He lifted his hand and spelled a spell in his mouth. Two holy and bright ripples appeared on both sleeves, immediately dissipating a black gas. The black magician of the dead suddenly seemed to hear a sinister voice: "Since you are also a magician, don't you know that interrupting when someone else is doing it is tantamount to an invitation to duel! ”

After that, the black magician suddenly swung his sleeve, and a bigger, more intense black air erupted, and the poor girl instantly turned into a pink skeleton, which then drifted into the black magician's sleeve. He also sucked the black air into the black crystal ball in his palm.

Dewey knew that this poor girl had already died when she arrived, and was sucked out of her whole life force at this moment... and even worse, this black magician actually drained her life force to the point, not to mention letting go of her body, and retrieving all the remaining bones, obviously intending to refine into skeletons and other dead creatures.

The black magician put away the spirit of death, his body fell from the branches, standing not far from Dewey, and his tone was full of arrogance: “Hmm, are you a magician too? Why are you bothering me? ”

Dwihaha smiled: "Aren't you afraid of the Mage Law Enforcement Team when you kill the living spirit without permission to refine the spirit of death? Have you forgotten the First Iron Rule? ”

Speaking of "Mage Law Enforcement Team”, those monsters in black clothes are the most unscrupulous things of all the magicians on the continent. This black magician can't help but tremble and drink: “Bullshit! Of course I know the first iron law! But I'm a magician recognized by the Magic Union! That's not what you said, Death Mage! As for this woman I suck... Humph, her life belongs to General Lugo, General Lugo has sentenced them to death, I cannot suck, General Lugo does not violate the Iron Law as long as he does not pursue it! ”

Sebasta next to him suddenly smiled with a faint voice: "Don't get me wrong, two magicians. Let me introduce you.” After pointing to Dewey, he laughed: “This is the Duke of Tulip, the Honourable Dewey Rudolph, now famous for shocking the mainland, the closing disciple of the Great Magic Mentor, Master Gandolph, who made a big difference during the coup d 'état in Tidu, a member of the School of Magic, a member of the Magic Society, who founded a city in the three months of the Northwest… In these legendary experiences, I'm sure that now, as a magician, you won't fail to know the name. ”

At the end of the introduction, this black magician suddenly stared at Dewey with a strange look: “Are you the tulip duke? Legend has it you're the strongest pharmacist on the continent... Humph, pharmacist? It's a joke...”

Dewey wasn't angry either, just looking at Sebastian: "Major General, who is this? ”

“This is the chief magic consultant hired by our Northwest Legion, the Eighth Magician of the Roland Continental Magic Union, the Tata Yalo Magician… he is also the only ‘Grand Magician’ on the continent not wearing a white robe! As for the reason, Duke, as you can see, Master Tata Yalo, he is a magician of the dead! ”

(There is another chapter in the evening, trying to write ING...)

(PS: Some readers say I've been slow lately, unjust, I've been updating at least 8,000 words every day for the last three days. Even if I took a day off the previous day, the next day I made up all of them. Why was it missing? As for the last three days I haven't been able to do more... my explanation is: I'm a person, not a machine. It's been more than 10,000 consecutive months, and I can't hold my breath. You have to let me catch my breath, slow down a little, keep it around 8,000, rest for a few days before I can speed up again, right? Even if I'm an old yellow cow, I'll have to eat my mouth grass to get back to work...

Long live understanding ~)

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