Magical Strategist

Going deep into the jungle, the thick leaves piled up under their feet were like sponges, hindering the progress of Piro and others.

Because the dense trees block the sun's rays, light cannot penetrate and shine through, making it feel like night. It's midsummer now, and the virgin forest is like a huge oven. Even the plants' desperate photosynthesis cannot lower the temperature in this area.

The road ahead is full of ups and downs and twists and turns. Even if Piro has been through it several times, he cannot avoid taking the wrong path. Carter walked in the front. His vision was much more sensitive than ordinary people. He wielded the frost sword to cut off the branches and thorns that blocked them. Carter was undead, so he couldn't feel the heat, and he had relatively good physical strength. Even though as a pioneer he had to both explore the path and clear obstacles, he remained calm and did not feel tired at all.

The real dragon and Feiya who were following Carter were extremely tired. The high temperature of the oven alone was enough for them, and they had to walk on the spongy mud road.

Since you are here to practice, you must persevere.

After walking for a long time, the light began to get brighter, and the soft feeling under my feet became much better. I saw a sandy land without any trees in front of me.

This piece of sand was named "Little Cutie" by Pillow. Every time he crossed the Forest of No Return, he would rest here for a while. This is the only area in the entire jungle where you can sit and rest. The rest of the place is filled with poisonous gas and miasma, and there are even terrifying monsters.

So far, everything has not deviated from the right track, and everything is going according to plan. Piro relaxed his vigilance slightly, and he signaled to rest in the open space.

Counting the time, they had been walking for four hours straight, and it was almost noon now. Piro asked Carter to take out the food from his backpack and fill his stomach first anyway.

Carter untied his backpack and took out bread, water, beef, and sweet jam. The lunch was quite sumptuous with both meat and vegetables. Four people sat on the floor and formed a circle to eat.

The real dragon was gnawing on the bread and looking around. Everything seemed very strange and novel.

It was the first time since I was little that I was traveling far away, so I was a little excited.

Finally, his sight stopped at the place where the clearing connected with the jungle. There were several broken carriages there.

The real dragon stood up and walked slowly towards the carriage.

These carriages seemed to have been seen somewhere before. Zhenlong thought for a moment, with a panic expression on his face. He had indeed seen these carriages before.

Seeing Zhenlong walking away without saying a word, Feiya quickly stopped her and said, "Er Shun, what are you doing? Don't go too far..."

The real dragon didn't answer, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

These carriages were clearly the ones Lina took before leaving.

The real dragon ran over quickly and took a closer look. He still remembered the exquisite carvings on the carriage of the broken carriage.

"Lina!" The real dragon couldn't help but call. Seeing him throw away half a piece of bread in his hand and looking around, more than ten white bones appeared in front of him. These bones were gnawed by birds and animals and looked messy.

He ran frantically to the bones and identified them one by one.

"Dragon, come back!" Piro reminded him quickly when he saw that the real dragon was about to leave his sight.

The real dragon didn't listen to Pillow's advice and still went his own way. Piro told Carter: "Don't move away from where you are. I'll come back as soon as I go."

.........

When Piro came to the real dragon, he saw the real dragon kneeling beside a white dress stained with blood. The white dress was in tatters, and the bloodstains on it were darkened by time.

"No! It won't happen!" Zhenlong carefully held up the white skirt, his hands trembling as he moved around.

Although he didn't know what happened here, from the blood-stained clothes, the broken carriage, the traces of fighting, and the bones everywhere, the real dragon could be sure: Lina was killed.

The real dragon put down his white skirt, grabbed the sand on the ground tightly with both hands, and dug his ten fingers deeply into it.

A cute baby face and strands of dream-like memories appeared in his mind.

The four-year relationship ended in a life-or-death farewell. The real dragon deeply likes this girl. It is said that nobles like to put on airs and look down on the poor. The appearance of Lina makes the real dragon change his previous view.

He has an approachable and slightly squeamish personality, but occasionally gets mad at the real dragon. Gone now, forever.

Only tears can make the real dragon feel better.

"Tell me, who did it!" said the real dragon through gritted teeth.

Piro observed the bones scattered on the ground and found that the bones were covered with tooth marks. Experience told him: these people died tragically at the mouths of ghouls. Everything became clear when he thought of several colleagues who had died tragically in the intelligence department. These people were massacred by ghouls sent by the prophet when they left Patch. The grief-stricken expression on his brother's face undoubtedly told Pirro that the deceased was probably Lina.

"Who did it!" Zhenlong was very excited. The purple eyes were filled with hatred and anger.

"dragon……"

"Tell me!" the real dragon roared.

Piro stretched out his hand and put it on the real dragon's shoulder and said: "Dead people cannot be resurrected...you..."

The real dragon stood up slowly, and his murderous eyes conveyed something to Piro.

Piro had never seen his brother so angry. He said: "I can understand your mood, but what can you do now? Revenge? Remember this hatred, and wait until you are strong enough to take revenge. Now you have to be obedient. , go back, we have to continue on our way."

Piro's words made the real dragon feel how insignificant he was. Yes, what could these weak hands and this weak body do? The real dragon went to the girl who was willing to go through fire and water for her. Her death deeply aroused the real dragon's desire for power. The only thing the real dragon can do now is to help bury these bones and bury this hatred.

Piro nodded, and he swung out the gathered thunder and lightning, creating a large crater on the ground. The real dragon carefully moved the scattered bones into the pit piece by piece.

After being hastily buried, the real dragon stood upright by the pit, closed his eyes and said with an expression: "Lina, I swear, sooner or later, I will recover this blood debt for you!"

"Dragon, you must endure this life-and-death test. A strong man is not only strong in strength, but also strong in spirit." Piro said.

True dragon defaults.

.........

The two returned to Carter with serious faces.

Seeing the wetness in Zhenlong's eyes, Feiya asked curiously: "Er Shun, what's wrong with you?"

Pirro replied softly: "Lina was killed."

Feiya's face suddenly turned pale and she hesitated: "Wha, what, Lina, her? Leer, is this true? What happened?"

The real dragon roared: "Stop talking."

Piro shook his head and signaled Fiya not to ask any more questions. Feiya listened, but she was still confused. Why did my deskmate of three years, so good, die? Feiya also felt sad to a certain extent.

At this time, Carter, who had always been taciturn, said: "Don't be too impatient for revenge. If possible, I will be willing to help you in the near future."

.........

After the real dragon's mood stabilized, Piro ordered to continue moving forward.

The meal took a full two hours, an hour and a half later than originally planned, and Piro had to speed up and continue on his way. They must rush to the next clearing before nightfall. The jungle at night is more dangerous than during the day, and all kinds of aggressive monsters and poisonous insects will come out to look for food.

Carter packed up his backpack and continued to act as the vanguard, followed by Zhenlong and Feiya, and Piro last. After two hours of rest, everyone's physical strength was replenished. After walking on the soft road for a long time, Feiya got used to it. Fiya found the trick. When walking, her toes landed first and her body became much more stable.

Lina's death made Zhenlong all kinds of sad. He couldn't concentrate because he was absent-minded. He staggered along the way as if he was drunk.

The figures of the four people were once again submerged in the sea of ​​trees...