Law of the Devil

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(Chapter 2 today ~)

Chapter 569: Crazy Dewey

The old man's tone is a little weird: "Congratulations, because... Congratulations, kid, your body blends a lot of life elements, and now your physical strength, I'm afraid even the tens of thousands of years of practicing God's strength, doesn't necessarily have a perfect body like yours. You can even be an indestructible super monster if you want… I personally suggest that you should make up your mind to practice martial arts, and with this super strong body, you will become a super strong martial artist. ”

Dewey smiled reluctantly: "What about... silence? ”

Chris shrugged, and he smiled, “Say goodbye to magic, boy! Your consciousness space is completely ruined. Even if you mend it, your spiritual strength is just the same as a normal person. Magic... you don't have to think about it all your life. Oh, of course, with your flesh and blood, you can live for at least 10,000 years. If you're not dying, practice your spirituality, and in three or five thousand years, you may be able to practice your level of magic before you get hurt. ”

Three… three or five thousand??

Dewey wanted to stare up and argue with Chris for a few moments, but he's really not doing it right now, so he just struggled, opened his mouth, and didn't say anything.

Soon, Chris explained Dewey's current “injuries” to Dewey.

Dewey also immediately understood the fact that she was really going to say goodbye to "magic”.

Whether ordinary people or magicians, everyday life consumes spiritual strength, and when it is exhausting, you need to sleep, or meditate (for magicians), and when you enter dormant state, your spiritual strength slowly replenishes.

And the magician's strength lies in the fact that this kind of talent is stronger, and the mental recovery is not only faster than ordinary people, but more than ordinary people. And it's getting stronger and stronger with practice.

But now, Dewey... the origin of his conscious space was torn to pieces, and as a result, he is now extremely weak, less than a normal person.

Moreover, he needs to be rehabilitated, and I'm afraid it will take a considerable period of time. But even after he has been rehabilitated, the origins of the conscious space have been so completely destroyed that in the future his spiritual strength can only be restored to the level of an ordinary person - even weaker.

“In other words, in the future you will be practicing tough martial arts. But your spirit will also be worse than ordinary people, you will be more easily tired and sleepy than normal people... and you better stay calm and not get too excited during the week. Because once a person is excited, mental power is instantly drained. Excitement can cause periods of mental excitement, but then people get tired easily! So..."

“So what you're saying is, I'd better be a heartless, obsessed paedophile.” Dewey sighed.

He was frustrated.

For magic and martial arts, Dewey has always preferred magical paths. Even after he had practiced heavy snow mountain body surgery, his physical qualities had greatly improved, the obstacles to practicing martial arts as a child no longer existed, and he had no desire to become a master of martial arts.

He prefers magic because magic… is easier to lazy. As a martial artist, you have to take the knife and take the gun and fight people. But magicians, just stay behind and sing the spell —— easier, of course.

But now... after more than a decade of self-cultivation, it's all over. And become a fleshly perverted immortal?

What do you do when you encounter an opponent? No magic, no spells. Do you have to wave the sword like a knight to open a movie?

“Okay… but I have one more question.” Dewey is still lying there: “Why can't I move now? I can't even move a finger now. ”

“Uh... it's because he's too weak right now.” Chris sighed: “I'm afraid your mental strength is not much better than a baby's. You need a long recovery period to get you back to a normal person. Until then, your weak mental strength was even difficult to control your own body. That is, you are now equivalent to a baby… by the way, you may even wet the bed. ”

“I...” Dewey caught fire, but when the fire came up, Dewey immediately felt extremely tired, and he was scared and pressed down the fire.

You mean wet the bed?

I never wet my bed when I was a kid! Now that I'm almost 20, you're telling me I might wet my bed in the future?

“Don't get angry, it's just that during the recovery period, you could be like this. Once the recovery period is over, you are a normal adult. Of course... magicians can no longer be. ”

Dewey still refused to give up, his eyes turned to the White River sadness, but the White River looked at Dewey and nodded silently, causing Dewey to exhale immediately.

Even White River said that, looking at himself as...

“In theory, however, you are not without the possibility of using magic.” The White River thought about it carefully: “Your problem now is that… your mental strength is not being supplemented! Even if you meditate or sleep, your supplementary mental strength is so weak that it's not enough for you to use magic. So, if you want to use magic, unless there are other ways to supplement spirituality… for example, external spirituality. ”

Then the White River mourned: "But everyone's mental strength is completely different. People can't inject their spirits directly into you. All I can do is inject a little power into your consciousness space and drive your consciousness to spin… but instead of injecting my spiritual power directly into you, it can make you insane. ”

“You mean…”

“Unless there's another you in the world, exactly like your mental power, who injects that person's mental power into you, you can use magic... but external injections of your mental power, you always run out, and once you run out, you'll still be like this. The point is, you will never be able to generate enough new spiritual strength on your own. ”

Dewey's eyes dimmed - another self in the world?

Perhaps Aragon and Dewey 1 can, but the memories in that badge have been destroyed by themselves.

“My own mental strength must…” Dewey glanced subconsciously at his fingers. Unfortunately, during the week he would also store his spiritual power in the ring, but before World War I, the colorful stone ring was exhausted.

“Can't the origins of my conscious space be remodeled? It doesn't always work without supplementing itself. ”

“At least I can't.” The White River shook its head sadly: “I'm afraid other god mighty men can't do it either. You're the only one who's practicing slowly. ”

cultivation… 35,000 years?

Dewey despaired.

Looking at Dewey, Chris suddenly clapped his hands and deliberately laughed out in a cheerful tone: "Okay, Dewey, let's have a little fun. Don't be so frustrated. You see, now that you've helped me escape, I'll give you the benefit! Hmm... Do you want to learn the advanced martial arts of the Demon Nation? I can teach you. Your flesh fits perfectly now..."

“I... want to go back.” Dewey suddenly whispered: "I have something to do. ”

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“I need a flesh body. ”

Chris asked his question: “My original idea was to use Solomons' body, but now... Dewey, this body is badly damaged, and I'm not wasting my magic to fix this huge body, so, Dewey, give me the crystal, and I'm going to fix it. ”

Dewey floated halfway through the sky, and he hung out gently like a puppet with a glimpse of magic on one of his grieving fingers on the White River.

“Body?” Dewey frowned: “Chris, you didn't say you were going to use a body this big... the Dragon God's flesh is too big, can you make it smaller? ”

“Smaller...” Chris smiled bitterly: “Yes, but it takes time, so much body, I need time to adapt and integrate. Transformation can only be used for a long time. ”

“But even if you use deformation, you can't keep it small.” Dewey's eyes flashed a hint of cunning.

Chris is not a fool, either. He immediately saw Dewey's intentions!

This kid, he's also trying to figure out the dragon god's body!

The body of the Dragon God is a wonderful thing!

When Dewey used the Golden Dragon scale, he made twelve fine sets of gold armor. What about the scale of the Dragon God himself now?

This is the real Dragon God Armor!

Besides, this dragon god still has such a huge body, how many armor sets can he make! A thousand sets? 10,000 sets?

Also, if you can refine Dragon God's bones into bone dragons... be good! Just thinking about it is exciting!!

“No, this body is mine.” Chris shook his head firmly immediately: “I need this body. Here, I can keep my soul looking, but once I get out, if I don't have a body, the energy will soon drain, and I will die. ”

“I have a good flesh for you to use temporarily.” Dewey smiled: “Well, I don't ask too much, Dragon God's flesh, I just need some scales, of course, if there are a few bones...”

As soon as Chris heard “Deal," he laughed, “Oh, you want to make another deal with me? Tell me what you can give me. ”

“The flesh of a golden dragon is intact and the flesh of a young adult golden dragon, everything is fine.” Dewey laughed. “He was still the three princes of the Dragon Nation. It's just that I accidentally destroyed my consciousness when I was doing the experiment. But it's good for you. ”

“Golden Dragon? Not as good as the Dragon God, though. And it's not that big, and it also reduces a lot of magic consumption when it comes to deformation.” Chris shrugged for a moment: “Well, you have to give it to me, so I can use it as my second backup. But the Dragon God's body, I can only give you..."

“A thousand scales and five hundred meters of bone.” Dewey immediately offered the price.

“No way! A thousand scales, do you want me to go naked after the Dragon God? A hundred dragon scales, bones can't give you 500 meters, I don't want to be a handicapped dragon, up to... 100 meters. ”

As soon as Chris made the offer, Dewey called out, "Deal! ”

He was as if he feared Chris' remorse.

Actually, he knew he was making money! A hundred dragon gods scales and a hundred meters of dragon gods' bones are worth absolutely more than the flesh of a golden dragon! And this dragon god is so big! One scale is enough to create a suit of armor!

As for the 100m long dragon bone...

“I know what you're up to, kid.” Chris smiled softly: “Do you want to use dragon scales to make weapons? Ridiculous... do you think Dragon God scales are so easy to refine? And the dragonbone. You want to use it to refine dead creatures? Hmm... you are no longer a magician, how can you refine it? If you ask someone else to refine it, you can't summon it yourself. ”

Duvi has no words.

But he soon forced himself out of frustration.

Not a magician?

It's okay, I'm the Duke! Dean of the School of Magic! Both wives in the family are Grand Mage!

Though I have become a simple samurai now, big deal, I will go out later with a team of magicians!

“Oh, and! This collection of magic gems in the Dragon God belongs to me.” Dewey shouted again: “Don't forget, you promised me this yourself, I can take it anywhere! ”

He thinks that with so many fine magic crystals and gems, it's enough to arm his future team of magicians from arms to teeth! Even a junior magic apprentice of his own, I equipped him with an advanced walnut wooden wand!

Walnut wood is rare? Humph, now I have a crystal drop, in the future Youth Fountain and Time Passing Fountain, not how much I want!

The water system comes with the finest blue diamonds!! Fire matching diamonds! If it's a Necromancer... Hmm, White Bone Wand? I'll give you the Dragonbone Wand! Or the bones of the Dragon God!!

Twelve sets of these superb gear per person! Twelve months a year, changing clothes every month!

I don't believe in such high treatment, I can't get a magician to be my obedient!!

Probably people go crazy for a short time after they experience setbacks.

Dewey is in a very depressed mood right now. Instead, he provokes his madness. He turns these thoughts hard in his heart...

Hmm, on the continent today, magicians solicit martial arts to compensate for magicians' shortcomings in melee.

I'll play the other way! As a samurai, I will take a team of magicians from the door!

- If Dewey really offered such crazy conditions to solicit magicians... I'm afraid half of all magicians across the continent would have to grab their heads to loyalty to him...

Moon ticket ~ ~

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