Magical Strategist

"I feel like vomiting... This is the most unpalatable medicine I have ever taken..." Zhenlong frowned, looking miserable.

"You are such a fool. You can't even bear this little hardship." Teresa said with a slight reproach. After a while, she asked, "How are you now? Can you sense the power in your body?"

Poof...Zhen Long suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. There was an unbearable pain in his stomach. The medicine that he had chewed and swallowed seemed to have turned into glass shards, rolling in his stomach.

At the same time as the pain, it seemed as if a fierce force spread to every part of the body.

The blood vessels all over his body expanded, and his body was constantly impacted by the air currents, a familiar feeling... The real dragon endured the pain in his stomach, sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes slightly, and sensed the magic power in his body.

In his mind, his body was still empty, with no sign of mana flowing out. It seemed that this feeling of blood expansion should be the effect of Yasuo's medicine.

Zhenlong deepened his consciousness and entered into meditation. He clearly sensed that there were two streams of red and white air in his body. The white air was the power of Yasuo's medicine, and the red was his long-lost mana. A careful observation revealed that the red air was blocked by a certain medium, so that it could not be transmitted to the whole body. And this medium should be the power bead. The white air was trying hard to wake up the red, and it hit the medium again and again, but the power bead was like a stiff and thick wall. No matter how hard the white air tried, it did not move. With such a big movement in his body, he was the one who suffered the most. His lips were purple, his face was pale, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth.

"How could this happen!" Seeing the dragon in agony, Teresa was extremely anxious, but she didn't know what to do. Finally, she could only pray to God: My Father in Heaven, please keep the Lille Dragon safe and sound...

At this time, the real dragon could no longer hear Teresa's prayers and shouts, but only heard a thunderous roar in his ears. Yasuo's medicine seemed to be much stronger than expected. After knowing the strength of the power bead, Yasuo's strength increased from white to silver, and he attacked the power bead again, as if he would not stop until he awakened the red airflow.

The pain reached a new level. No matter how strong the body was, it could not withstand the ravages of the two fierce forces. Finally, his eyes turned white and he fainted...

"What's wrong with you?!" Theresa used her fingers to feel the dragon's breath. Fortunately, there was still a faint breath. She knelt down and rested the dragon's head on her soft thigh. Although the dragon was in a coma, his body was shaking constantly, and a "whoosh" sound kept coming out of his body. It seemed that the effect of Yasuo's medicine was still continuing... The only thing Theresa could do was to stay by his side quietly. She took out a white handkerchief and wiped the blood oozing from the corner of the dragon's mouth. After a while, the white handkerchief had turned bright red. She felt a burst of pain in her heart, and her eyes were a little red and swollen. "It will pass. I will always be by your side. If you can feel my presence, please hold on and never give up." Tick-tick-tick, tears fell and dripped on the dragon's face. "Before I met you, God was my only belief, but now, you are everything to me... Meishi hopes that you can become the king and achieve great things, but I just hope that you can live well." "And I will quietly stay by your side, that's enough."

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One night passed.

A few rays of morning light passed through the jungle and slanted onto the earth.

Teresa was still kneeling beside the bonfire that had long gone out. She must have stayed awake all night. Her eyes were bloodshot and her face was much paler.

At this time, Zhenlong, who had been unconscious all night, woke up. He slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on Teresa. "Sister Sha..."

Teresa's long-suppressed emotions were suddenly released. She hugged Zhenlong excitedly and said repeatedly: "It's good that everything is okay, it's good that everything is okay!" Then she shed tears of joy.

"Don't worry, I'm very strong." Zhenlong replied. Although he was very weak now, he could vaguely sense that his body had undergone subtle changes. To be precise, his hearing, vision, and senses were more sensitive than before.

The vulture hovering overhead could swoop down at any moment. About 20 meters away, a leopard just woke up and stretched itself. On a nearby locust tree, there was a nest of chirping birds...

"This feeling seems to be back!" Zhenlong was overjoyed and stood up. Has it recovered? My strength!

Teresa quickly said, "It must be Yasuo who has taken effect. Try it right away."

The real dragon tried to mobilize his magic power. This time, his body was no longer empty. He could faintly feel a familiar smell. He roared, and a faint red airflow spread out, like a faint candlelight. "No, my power is far more than this!" So he gathered all his strength and tried to guide a stronger airflow, but no matter how hard he tried, there was still a candlelight-sized airflow in his body. "How is this possible! Where is the magic power? Where did it go!"

Teresa looked closely and saw a few wisps of light "red smoke" coming out of the real dragon's body, which was a far cry from the legendary "flaming fighting spirit". "Don't worry, it may be because you are too weak now. You may recover once you recover."

"No, it's not my physical condition, it's because Yasuo doesn't work on me!" Zhen Long immediately denied. "Because Yasuo didn't destroy the power bead, he only left a crack on it, and my current mana is just a small part of what leaked out of the crack."

"But Yasuo is the most miraculous medicine so far, how could it not work?" Theresa couldn't believe it either. The world's senior alchemists gathered together, nearly a thousand kinds of rare medicinal materials, and after 49 days of refining... It can be said that there is no other medicine in the world that can compare to Yasuo. And now, even Yasuo doesn't work, so what else can...

It seems that the method of using Yasuo to restore mana has completely failed!

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. The anger and resentment that had been pent up for too long, the real dragon could no longer control his emotions of loss and howled to the sky.

"Why are you teasing me! Why! Why!"

Desperate and helpless. His eyes were bloodshot, he roared madly, and shouted heartbreakingly. Fearing that shouting would not be enough to vent his anger, he chose a thick locust tree and beat it like crazy with his fists.

Bang...bang...his fist hit the hard bark, and soon the bark fell off, and the blood on his hand kept flowing...

"No!" Teresa didn't say anything and hugged Zhenlong from behind. Perhaps at this moment, only a hug could calm him down. "I know you feel bad, just cry if you want to, and don't torture yourself like this, okay?"