Broad World

Robert's state is now extremely miserable, a huge wound on the dragon's back is bleeding ceaselessly, and the spine seems to be broken, and there is no sensation in the lower body. ;Top; point; novel. + The original golden scales became a little dull, and the muscles near the wound were all black and exuding a pungent smell, which was continuously spreading to the surroundings.

There is no doubt that he has been hit by a terrifying and vicious legendary spell. If it weren't for the divine nature, he would have been ulcerated to death by now. But the way he looks now is not much better. Fortunately, the distance is not too far. After ten minutes of stiffening, he finally saw his teammates sitting on the spot and rested. Then his eyes went dark and he plunged directly from a height of several thousand meters. Go down.

"Look! What's that?" Imoen's eyes were the sharpest, and he saw the small spots on the top of his head that were getting bigger.

Henry quickly raised his head, squinted his eyes and stared for a few seconds, then his face suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Damn! That's Robert! Hurry up and prepare for the feather fall technique. Such a big body requires the three of us to work together to receive it. live."

The two girls didn't dare to neglect when they heard the words, and hurriedly took out the casting materials, estimated the time, and suddenly started singing spells in unison when they were less than a thousand meters away. The first level magic is quite simple, ready to be completed in the blink of an eye. Imoen raised his hand the most, and the golden dragon seemed to hit a wall of air, falling at a slower speed, but did not stop at all.

The next release was Hina, although she couldn't stop it, but the two buffers had already played a considerable role. Even if she fell directly now, she would suffer a little injury at most, which would not endanger her life at all.

When there is less than ten meters from the ground. Henry, who had been preparing for a long time, finally made a move. With up to thirty-seven spell casting levels. He abruptly caught the dragon weighing several tons. And place it slowly on the ground.

"My goodness! Come look at this wound, it's terrible." Hina yelled, pointing to Robert's back.

I saw that the muscles and blood around the wound had all turned black and smelly, and black smoke was still blowing out, and the golden scales were also a little gray. Disgusting granulation has even grown in some places. They are just like alive, constantly twisting and swallowing those healthy muscles, constantly growing and developing.

Imoen hurriedly scratched his scalp and cursed: "Ahhh!!! What is this! It makes my whole body itchy, and my goose bumps are all up."

"You all stay away. Let me check it carefully." As he said, Henry drew out a long knife and gently cut a small piece. I really responded to that sentence, but I didn't know it, but I was shocked when I saw it. These granulation shoots turned out to be extremely tiny abyss larvae, that is to say, they are all independent individuals with souls.

He couldn't believe that someone had developed such a vicious legendary spell, forcibly infusing those fallen souls into the victim's body, and then relying on the power of the spell to make it grow rapidly. By devouring healthy flesh and blood and the host's soul, it grows rapidly until the last thing eaten completely.

As for whether the next abyss larvae will kill each other. It's not clear to evolve into an extremely powerful demon. And this is not magic, but divine art, a true legendary divine art. The people who can develop and use it are either the chaotic and evil legendary priests, or the more difficult blasphemous priests. In short, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps.

"How? Is he still saved?" Hina asked worriedly. She can see that Robert's breath is getting weaker and weaker, and it is estimated that once the heart spreads, even the gods will not be able to save him.

All resurrection spells, including the "wish spell", have an extremely important prerequisite, that is, the soul of the resurrected person must be alive, even if it is somewhat mutilated. But once it disappears, it means that all the characteristics of this person no longer exist, and it is completely impossible to survive.

"Don't worry, although the cure is a bit troublesome, it's okay to make him immortal for the time being." After saying that Henry immediately entered the state of concentration. Powerful natural energy began to gather in his palm, and the withered and dry land of the abyss was changed as a result, and grass and flowers even grew within ten meters, which formed a sharp contrast with the blood-red environment around him.

The legendary druid's powerful control of the environment is vividly manifested at this moment. Even in the abyss of evil and chaotic will, they can create a small piece of green land. Of course, this is not all power. As long as Henry is willing to burn his own life as the price, then towering trees will grow within a radius of tens of kilometers, completely cutting this place from the jurisdiction of the will of the abyss.

When he poured natural energy into the wound, the granulation that seemed to numb the whole body let out a miserable cry, and then quickly withered. The large pieces of dragon products and muscles gradually became healthy, and the wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. After only half a minute, only a fist-sized black blood clot was left.

"In the name of nature! Seal the unclean!" Henry shouted, imprisoning all the fallen souls.

Although he could forcefully use the power of creation to drive him out, but for safety reasons, he still waited. After all, I still don't know what happened, or keep it as a hole card for insurance.

A few minutes later, Robert slowly opened his eyes and asked weakly: "I... where am I?"

"Thank God, you finally woke up. Tell us what happened. How did the terrible wound on your back come from?" Imoen hurriedly asked. She eagerly wanted to know what could have caused a golden dragon to suffer such a severe damage, and if the enemy is too difficult, then it is the best policy to flee as soon as possible.

"It's... it's a... Lesser Abyss Lord... It... It attacked me with spells... and an army of nearly one hundred thousand... evil... demons is approaching... here." After trying his best to finish speaking, he recovered his body and fell into a coma.

This is not surprising, because his soul has been swallowed a lot by the larvae. If it is not divine and timely rescue, I am afraid that he will be mildly mentally retarded if he does not become an idiot. Even if it doesn't seem to be a serious problem now, you should take a good rest for a few days, otherwise you won't be able to recover.

Hearing this news, Hina's unchanging face was hard to look at for an instant. Although magic equipment can suppress all strong emotions, it is obviously beyond the limit of tolerance, causing the highest alert of the brain's central nervous system. She asked very solemnly: "What to do? A sub-lord plus countless demon army, even if we are tired, we can all be exhausted to death."

Henry took a deep breath, a trace of madness in his eyes. He did not hesitate to take out a spherical magic black hole from his pocket, and then said to Imoen and Hina: "You take Robert back to the dimensional sphere first, and leave it to me here. Don't worry, I will do well. Give a lesson to these devastating demons, and let them understand the price of hurting my servant."

"Are you crazy? That's nearly a hundred thousand demons! And there is a sub-lord! They will rush to tear you to pieces!" Imoen flushed excitedly. She couldn't believe that there was such a crazy guy in this world, and she wanted to fight against so many demons by one person.

You know that there are many legendary spellcasters hired by the devil in the **** battle, but basically they rarely survive, because the demons are so crazy.

As long as they see the scene of flying flesh and blood, they will immediately get excited. Not only do they ignore the life and death of their surrounding companions and subordinates, but they don't even care about their own life and death. They only know how to rush until they tear all the enemies in front of them to pieces, or It is possible to stop only when you die.

On the main plane, the priest of the mad **** Cyric is even the craziest. They would even stop passers-by on the street, and then force the other person to believe in Cyric. Whenever they heard a word, they would kill people in the street without a word or a weapon. But compared to the real devil, it's not worthy to carry shoes.

If the devil’s army were not very organized, disciplined, and often used conspiracy and tricks, and hired adventurers from other planes to help, I am afraid that they would have been flattened by their own enemies. They are obviously inferior to the demons in terms of number and individual combat effectiveness.

After all, there are only nine levels of hell, and each level has only one lord, and the bottomless abyss is known to have six hundred and sixty-six levels, and there are not too many lords. The demons are rich several times. As for the sub-lords, there is no need to mention them, as many of them can't be counted. Maybe the ones that just came out today will be killed by the same kind tomorrow.

Of course, what the demons advocate is chaos, and there are many internal contradictions. Many lords are mortal enemies. Otherwise, he would have rushed out of the abyss and conquered the entire multiverse. Many people are willing to believe that as long as they can unite, even if all the gods are united, they will not be opponents, and even the **** Io may be swallowed alive.

Henry certainly knows the terrifyingness of these evil creatures~www.ltnovel.com~ but now it is only a sub-lord and an army of about 100,000, and he can completely win a battle. He smiled and touched the girl's short hair: "Don't worry, it's an army of 100,000 demons, but in fact, more than 90% are the lowest coward. As long as a legendary magic hits it all will be ashes. "

"But they still have a lord! Look at Robert's injury just now. Once he is hit half-life, he will be gone." Imoen still insisted on persuading him. The relationship between the two is now like glue, and she doesn't want any accidents to her lover.

"But we must have a demon heart big enough to restart the sphere, otherwise we can't go anywhere now. Don't worry, I will take care of myself, and I can run away at any time even if I can't beat it. Okay, go back soon, I'm going to start Ready for magic.” As he said, Henry kissed the girl's forehead, then activated the flying ability attached to the "Ring of Guss" and flew directly into the air to chant an extremely complicated spell.

He had thought about it a long time ago. If a legendary magic "says out" can't severely injure the opponent's sub-lord, then assassinate a high-level demon with the fastest speed. Because the power gap between the sub-lords is very large, the powerful ones are not inferior to the genuine lords. But weak, like Drizzt's mortal enemy "Ertu", it is estimated that even an old dragon can't be defeated. (To be continued...)