Pirate's Infinite Wings

"The Lantern Angler has super-difficult magic in space, and no magic or physical attack can cause damage to it."

Grantigne spoke in a reminiscenced tone.

"When you are on the outside to attack it, you won't have any chance of winning. You can only get into it, only inside, and solve its core. This is your only chance of winning."

Fang Lang was a little ignorant of what was inside or outside, and he wanted to ask, a flood of magical knowledge had already begun to flow in.

A large number of magic formulas and magic words, in the form of spiritual bodies, passed from Grantigne to Fang Lang's consciousness.

Frowning slightly, Fang Lang closed his eyes and began to write down silently.

With his memory, instant recording is not a problem, and at the same time, the actual body starts to act.

First raised his hand, a volume of no-word books came out, and then he held a charcoal pen and quickly copied the knowledge.

Grantigne taught a lot of magic, and Fang Lang's plagiarism speed reached a level high enough to produce afterimages.

The dragon-killing magic in the sky, the higher magic, the secret...

One by one, the magic was basically kept away, copied in the form of words, and the pages of the book were constantly being filled, and Fang Lang had no time and spare time to inquire about the information of Lantern Angler.

The three girls all looked at him in surprise, Fang Lang closed his eyes tightly, holding a book in one hand and a pen in the other, making rapid transcriptions.

No one bothered, just watched silently.

After a full half an hour, when the last magic text was written, Fang Lang's movements completely stopped.

In the space of consciousness, Fang Lang raised his head and looked at Grantine in front of him. He seemed to be weakened a lot, and the image of the spiritual body appeared blurred.

"Are you okay?" Fang Lang asked softly.

"Entering your consciousness and talking directly with you consumes a lot of energy. When the time is up, I have to leave. Wendy will ask you, Dragon Knight!"

While speaking, her body began to dim, twisted, and finally dissipated completely.

"and many more……"

Fang Lang curled his mouth, and had to swallow the words back into his stomach, before halfway through the question, the dragon ran away.

"Forget it, if it doesn't work, I will pull the Lantern Angler into the space of the Book of Pirates and use Eternal Force to crush it."

Thinking like this, Fang Lang in reality slowly opened his eyes, and immediately found himself surrounded by three girls.

"That, Mr. Fang Lang, are you okay?" Wendy asked alively.

"...It's okay, cough cough, just talked to Grantigne a few words." Fang Lang coughed dryly, and said: "It seems that we have to land first. There is still a month to go before November 11th. No hurry."

He just finished speaking and wanted to read the magic book he had copied, but he saw Mebis lying on his arm and looked curiously.

"The dragon-killing magic in the sky, the Milky Way? It shines through the sky?" Mebes opened his small mouth and said in surprise: "Grantigne, did you communicate with her before?"

"Well, this is for Wendy." Fang Lang nodded, and handed the excerpt of the magic book to Wendy, and smiled: "This is the magic book I gave you by Grantinieto, including advanced There are nine kinds of magic, Wendy, come on."

"Huh?" Wendy was startled, her eyes widened, "Grantigne? Where is it?"

"That said, it's time to tell you." Fang Lang touched Wendy's head and said gently: "Grantigne is dead. She is now living in your body as a soul, just A spirit body."

"Living in me?!" Wendy showed an incredible expression.

"Well, don't be sad. After our plan is successful, I will let the Dragon Race continue to survive." Fang Lang thought for a while and had no choice but to promise.

Anyway, the city in the sky needs the power of protection. Since the dragons are spirit bodies and will die if they leave the Dragon Slayer, it is better to bring them into the heavens as the guardian dragons of the heavens and let them continue to exist.

This can be described as killing two birds with one stone, and Fang Lang is happy for his temporary wit.

"Hold the magic book, read it well, and try to learn it within a month, Mebis, you have to teach her more." Fang Lang commanded, and then patted Lao Meng up and said: "Anyway, it is far from Lingfeng. Nia is not far away, let's go down first."

As he spoke, Fang Lang's sacred magic power began to be released, enveloped the three women, a sacred ball of light appeared, and then, with a whistling sound, it shot out and fell towards the kingdom below.

Seeing a few people leave, the cute dragon snapped his nose, the words of ruby ​​scanned below, and then found an unmanned lake and flew away.

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...

This is a country in the north. Its name is the "Kingdom of Almeria". It is just a small country on the continent of Ishugar.

The civilization spawned by magic here is very different from the magic civilization of the Fiore Kingdom.

In a remote area of ​​the Kingdom of Almeria, a plain town, in broad daylight, a holy light fell on the outskirts, and did not attract much attention.

"First go to the city and find a place to live." Fang Lang said to the three of them, and then walked first, "Ah, yes, let's not be exposed, let's put on a cloak."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed it, and suddenly four gray cloak outfits condensed into the void, which were divided among the three women.

For this ability to realize things without requiring magical powers, the three of Mebis were already familiar with them, and at this time they also took the cloak and put it on them.

"This is even more suspicious." Mebis said amused.

"Well, it's better than exposure. If someone in the magic world recognizes one of us, it won't be great. This action is as secret as possible." Fang Lang put on his cloak, The hat was put on, and suddenly, the cloaked group of people could no longer be suspicious.

Shaking his head and saying nothing, the four entered the town.

As soon as he walked through the gate of the town, Fang Lang noticed a girl, a girl wearing a witch costume, sitting on the street and telling fortunes.

Brown hair, a delicate face with no expression, just sitting there, using a crystal ball, silently calculating the fate of the guests.

Fang Lang always felt a little familiar, and the aura from the other party had a unique feeling.

"Miko..." ..