Law of the Devil
Chapter 279 [Pigeon]
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(The second one arrives today... I didn't update late, I just hung up from the start, I can't help it...)
Chapter 258 [Pigeon]
Tenth day of the covenant with the Dragon Clan Prince.
Outside Lulan City, Dewey is fully prepared.
He's done everything since last night.
“Hussein, go get Vivian and our beautiful snake, um... and our Frost Fighting Pilgrim, and call everyone out. We're ready to play a dragon slaughter game together. ”
Dewey did a good job of putting Hussein up against each other the first time the dragon arrived.
It is also the strength of the Holy Order, although humans suffer some losses against the more perfect Dragon Nation. But with the old man's pussy, it shouldn't be much worse. Can at least spell an undefeated situation.
There is also Rodriguez, the saintly knight who lacks a hand, which is already an undefeated situation.
However, the city of Lulang, which he had so easily built, could not suffer under fire. Dewey has made all the plans, dragged the dragon back and forth, retreated far enough away from the city, then added Medusa himself, plus Vivian, and the three powerful magicians together...
It's just a dragon prince. With the strength of my side now, the whole continent, I'm afraid that only that old dragon will be able to resist... it's just a little dragon, and it can definitely be massacred successfully!
The best result, of course, is that a few of the stronger ones on your side take turns fighting this dragon prince. The purpose of this battle is not just to win, but to find a way to keep it! It can't even run away.
Finally... summon the warcraft to conquer this dragon while the other party is trying their best.
Then Dewey himself can be the only magician on the continent with a golden dragon pet.
I have to say... this is a good game.
But…
Dewey has been waiting on the walls with several strong men since the sun first rose in the morning.
With the pride of the Dragon Nation, since it has agreed to a duel, it will certainly not do anything to sneak up on it. At least it should be a bright and upright visit. Maybe it will also make a long tsunami, sound shock building Lancheng, then gorgeous appearance...
But……
Starting in the morning, Dewey sat in the city and gradually felt the sun rising above her head. Until noon, Dewey drank a little cold fruit wine and simply performed an icy magic...
By the afternoon, the damned sun was clouded by clouds, the northwest direction began to rise, the sky was covered with sand and dusty sky, making Dewey couldn't help but shake some of his war will.
Although the sun is less intense, the wind is still headache.
Time slowly passed and the bloody Golden Dragon still didn't show up.
Several holy knights, great magicians, top beast beauty snakes… so many powerful people sat on the city building all day long, and as the sun gradually slanted west, Dewey's mind began to wonder: “Did the Dragons learn to be cunning too? It's not gonna be a night attack, is it? Well, did I underestimate the intelligence of this giant reptile? ”
Unfortunately, however, when the night came, the wind blew away the clouds, and the stars flashed in the sky... when the men returned, it was past midnight.
And this opponent waiting hasn't shown up yet.
Dewey finally sighed and stood up from the chair, smiling bitterly at some of his strangely colored companions:
“Uh… in the present circumstances, there is only one possibility. Ladies and gentlemen... I think we've been pigeoned. ”
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It really didn't occur to me that the proud dragon tribe of the church would openly make such a despicable move to set pigeons in front of such a sacred thing as "duel”. It also left several of the most powerful people on the mainland of the hall to wait all day.
Dewey doesn't know if she should cry or laugh... or if she's worried that this golden dragon will suddenly pop up at some point in the future?
“All right, all right... no more fights today, everyone get ready to go back to washing and sleeping. ”
Dewey had just finished this sentence and suddenly heard Vivian around him pointing at the distance in surprise and whispering under his mouth: "Ah! Look!”
In the distance, above the road beneath the gates of the city, in the night, a figure walks slowly.
Is that the Golden Dragon?
Unlike…
Far away, that floating corner, and a silver long hair, like a silver snake dancing. Under a gorgeous skirt, wrapped in a long, seductive body, slowly steps on the road to the gates.
When this person walked about 200 meters from the gate, she stopped, raised her face and smiled at Dewey over the gate.
Despite the distance, the magician's five-senses are superhuman. Dewey still saw that familiar beautiful face very clearly. Still so indifferent, with a bit of arrogance in her eyes, and... a girl so beautiful as Ming, but filled with violence.
“I said, are you waiting for someone else?” The woman downtown suddenly laughed out loud at Dewey, but she smiled a little tired: “I don't think the guy you're waiting for is coming. ”
After that, she suddenly reached behind her and grabbed her, waving in her hand, a golden light flashed through the night sky, shouting, one thing fell under the city gate, plugged into the ground, slightly shaking.
Heran, this golden ray of light surrounds the golden long gun used by the Golden Dragon!
However, the tip of the gun had been broken, and the gold handle was covered with cracks.
Later, behind the woman, the ripples in the air slowly appeared, and the figure of a green robe appeared.
But compared to the last time, his green robe was incomplete. His chest and ribs were two huge caves. Even the green hat, which Dewey had laughed at, did not know when it had been lost. One silver hair was a little messy, even the beard seemed to be cut short.
Uh... it looks like it was burned.
Dewey stood still for ten seconds, then took a deep breath and looked seriously at the two guys downtown:
“Hey, I said, as the best man on the continent, how come you still have such a bad habit of ‘being late'! ”
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Though it was three months ago with Dewey, the green robe guy and his beautiful violent apprentice finally appeared in the northwest, well over a year and 23 days after the day was agreed.
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The gates were opened and Dewey himself took his companions out to greet the pair. And Vivian hid behind Dewey in awe, only to find out half her body, as if she was scared to scream softly: “Sis... sister. ”
Joanna frowned and glanced at her sister, coldly: “I thought you should be a little stronger when you came down in the Northwest for a year... why are you still so cowardly... hey! What the hell are you afraid of? Am I gonna eat you? ”
Dewey was measuring this old green robe guy.
From a magician's point of view, Dewey obviously felt the old man's weakness. I can see that he must have gone through a very intense war… perhaps more than one.
His robe was clearly burned out by magical flames, and his beard... could force this magician of the continent into such a wretched situation...
“What are you looking at?” The green robe, Gandalf, looks a little pale.
“I just wonder who else on this continent could beat you up so bad.” Dewey laughed and coughed: “I said, Dear teacher… you said you would come to Northwest to teach me in three months. But now, it seems like a year has passed. As a late party, don't you think you should apologize to your students? ”
Gandalf the Green Robe rolled his eyes and said, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm in a bad mood. If you piss me off, even if you were my apprentice, I might get angry and refine you directly into a soul ice crystal. Now show me the way. You must be very comfortable here in the Duke's house. I need a hundred buckets of good wine and a comfortable room... don't let anyone bother me for a month. ”
Dewey rolled his eyes as well, but he glanced at the flute between Gandalf's waist in the green robe… the flute was only half-cut.
Dewey knew this old guy was weird, so he wouldn't touch the old monster's mold, so on the way, he quietly asked Joanna.
“We went north, north of the ice-covered forest.” Joanna's answer gave Dewey a deep breath of cool air.
“The teacher said he wanted to see how powerful the dragon clan chief was to kill ‘him’ once. As the dignity of the strong, he wants revenge. ”
Dewey shrugged her shoulders.
Revenge? This revenge is weird.
Well, did you say, "You killed me once, and now I come to avenge myself!"
“Have you seen that old dragon?” Dewey's low voice.
Joanna sighed: "Otherwise, who do you think would beat my teacher so badly? ”
Dewey nodded: "I've seen him come back alive. ”
At this time, when Gandalf, the green robe of the conversation between the two men, suddenly turned his head and stared hard at Dewey, he sighed again: "Though unwilling to admit it, that old crawler is far more powerful than me. I couldn't have come back, but fortunately, when we ran away, the Dragons had some problems themselves. That old dragon couldn't come after us separately, so we made it out of the ice. ”
Dewey didn't have time to ask what kind of trouble the Dragons were in. But Joanna has already said the next thing.
“We came all the way back and met that little dragon on the road last night. Just in time for the teacher's trip to the north, the old dragon man caught fire. I ran into such a dragon clan, so..."
Gandhoff sneered: "So I saw it go wrong and killed it. ”
Dewey laughed bitterly.
If he can't beat his old man, he kills his son.
Hmm... this kind of practice, although not very high morale, but...
It suits the style of the old man with the green hat.
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