Magical Strategist

The real dragon was still somewhat conscious. When the medicine was applied to the wound, it felt cold and the pain was reduced a lot.

After the medicine was almost applied, Feiya asked with concern: "Are you feeling better?"

"Well..." Zhenlong's last bit of strength was used up in his moan just now, and he couldn't even say a word now.

Piro asked: "Bai, how long do you think my brother can last?"

Yinghuo pinched her fingers and said, "The poison is under control, but handsome guy Lille lost too much blood. If he doesn't go to the hospital for treatment in time, he can only last two days at most."

Piro calculated that it would take at least three days from No Return Forest to the nearest city of Essien. Excluding external factors such as whether he would take the wrong path, whether he would be attacked by monsters, etc., even if he ran non-stop, it would still take him a day and a half. Piro finally decided: "Everyone have a good rest tonight. From tomorrow onwards, we will switch to running. I don't believe that we can't reach Essien City in two days. And Carter, I will leave the real dragon to you, no Problem?"

Why don't we just carry Lille on his back for a few days? It won't be any difficult for Carter. Carter readily agreed: "No problem."

Dinner was roasted whole lamb and roasted rabbit, and Piro and others enjoyed a fairly sumptuous dinner.

At night, Feiya, Yinghuo and Zhenlong slept in the tent, while Piro and Carter slept in the open air wrapped in towels and blankets.

.........

The next day it was dim and everyone set off.

They spent the rest of the journey running. Except for Feiya, everyone else shuttled through the jungle as light as a swallow. In order not to drag everyone down, Feiya had no choice but to persist and persist.

After running around for a full day and a half, I saw that the woods gradually no longer blocked the sky and the sun.

After walking out of Wilshamut Jungle, you can reach the country of Tas, and the city of Essien is not far away.

Seeing that his brother's face was getting paler and his injuries were getting more serious, Piro couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Finally, after four days of trekking, we finally emerged from the Forest of No Return.

Carter said, "General, are we going the wrong way?"

Pillow and the others came out of the jungle, and the sight in front of them panicked them.

According to the original plan, the outline of Essien City can be seen after leaving the jungle. Because they were in such a hurry these two days that they didn't have any plans. Anyway, they just took a shortcut. Now they are actually in the desert area north of Essien City. Piro had never been to this desert before. He stared at the map for a long time but couldn't find the correct route.

The real dragon's face was as white as paper, and his breathing became weaker and weaker. But he still had some consciousness. He didn't want to die yet. Even if he died, he wanted to die like a hero, with a vigorous and earth-shattering death. He suffered the most painful two days from birth to now on Carter's back.

In front of me is a world of yellow sand. Pillow, as a guide, was really lost this time. Facing the vast desert, he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north. "His grandma is really going the wrong way." Pillow cursed.

.........

Just as Piro fell into despair, a group of people wearing black robes and straw hats passed by not far away in the desert.

They are all dressed in the same style, and the most obvious thing is that each of them is as tall as a tree, and the shortest among them must be 2 meters tall. This group of people looked mysterious and sneaky.

Those who hang out in such places are either smuggling businessmen or mercenaries.

The dazed Piro did not doubt the identity of the group, and he stepped forward without hesitation to ask for directions.

The group of people stopped when they saw Piro approaching.

Piro said politely: "Excuse me, little brother Piro, how can I get to Essien City?"

No one answered.

To be precise, the "passerby" is planning something.

Pillow thought to himself, why don't you just ask for directions? Why are you so nervous? Piro disagreed and continued to ask: "I have something urgent to go to Essien City. Can you guys let me know?"

"You want to go to Essien, right?" A masked man stood up in the team. His voice was hoarse. "This desert is very big. If you want to go to Essien... you have to go... in that direction..."

The masked man pointed in the direction as if to attract Pirro's attention.

At this time, the masked man quietly pulled out the knife!

Piro didn't think too much. He looked at the direction pointed by the masked man and said in surprise: "Isn't that direction Wilshamut Jungle? Brother, are you mistaken? I said..."

Suddenly, the masked man stabbed Pilo directly in the chest.

Pillow was so anxious to get on his way that he didn't think twice about it. Before he could react, there was a sharp pain in his chest.

Blood surges like a fountain!

"You, you guys!" Piro covered his wound, not realizing it.

The masked man then took off his mask and saw that he was the werewolf Tober with his green face and fangs, and the elite werewolf soldiers he had summoned. "I was looking for you everywhere, but I didn't expect you to come to my door!"

"It's you! Tober!" By the time Piro realized it, it was too late.

Without saying a word, Piro immediately took out his Xiaoyao Fan to fight.

The old wounds were not healed but new wounds were licked, and coupled with the continuous use of the six realms of magic soul, I am afraid only he knows what his chances of winning are.

What's more, he has to face not only Tober, but also the elite warriors of the Werewolf clan.

"Kill them!"

Tober gave an order, and more than ten werewolf warriors drew their swords and attacked.

At this time, Carter also drew his sword and galloped forward, shouting: "General, don't panic, I'm still here!"

"Don't forget, I'm not a fuel-efficient lamp either!" Yinghuo also twitched her waist and took a short break to face the enemy.

The battle suddenly started.

The seriously injured Pillow fought Tober alone, while Carter and Firefly each dealt with five werewolves.

In comparison, Yinghuo, who is the protector of the blood elves, Xiao Shulan, a daughter of a famous family of the Mora tribe, and "Bai", the elite killer of the Yue organization, are more skilled than Carter. After more than twenty rounds of fighting, Yinghuo gradually gained the upper hand. Every killing move she made was fatal, and the five werewolves who besieged her suffered greatly.

On the other side, Piro and Tober had fought for more than a hundred rounds. The two were fighting fiercely, and it was difficult to tell the difference for a while. On one side, the light of the sword flashed, on the other side, the magic of water, fire, and thunder came out simultaneously, and only the sound of fierce fighting with weapons could be heard.

The real dragon was supported by Feiya. He wanted to step forward and join the battle, but his unsteady body forced him to act as a spectator. The werewolf emerged from nowhere and appeared silently behind the real dragon. He saw him slashing at the real dragon's back with a broadsword.

"Be careful!" Piro kept paying attention to his brother's situation from the corner of his eyes. The last thing he wanted to see happened. As soon as the lone wolf was alone, it launched an extremely insidious sneak attack on the real dragon, which had no fighting power.

Soon after, Carter threw the frost sword, and there was only a whoosh sound, and the sword shot out like a sword off the string. Before the werewolf could react, the frost sword had penetrated the werewolf's abdomen. Then there was a scream, and the werewolf fell to the ground. Carter said with an indifferent look: "Your opponent is me. I advise you both not to touch me."

At this time, the real dragon's face became very ugly, and he spit out a mouthful of smelly black liquid. Fiya was startled and asked hurriedly and with concern: "Er Shun, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

What the real dragon spit out just now was the toxins accumulated in the body. It may be that some of the toxins were forced out due to the sudden fright. Zhenlong felt his palms gain a little strength, and he said feebly: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Stop lying. I don't understand your aggressive nature. You must be feeling very uncomfortable now," Feiya said.

The real dragon said again: "Well, if I die..."

Feiya quickly covered the real dragon's mouth and said: "Don't talk nonsense, I won't allow you to die, you must live, for... me..." These words were somewhat ambiguous, Xiao Feiya His face turned slightly red, and he changed his mind and continued: "Even if it's not for me, I still have to live for your sister and Uncle Aude."

The real dragon nodded obediently and said, "I want to say, if I die, will you be sad?"

Feiya said seriously: "Nonsense!"

Obviously it will. The real dragon did not continue speaking, and the two of them turned their eyes to Piro.

Piro's body gradually became clumsy. From the beginning to the end, the stab wound on his chest was never treated. Piro stabbed Tobo hard in the crotch and took several steps back.

"Tobo, besides playing dirty tricks, what else can you do? Do you dare to fight me openly? I know you don't dare. You must be afraid of the powerful strength of my Soul Eater." Piro gasped.

Piro's provocateur, Fatob, disapproved, and replied disdainfully: "To kill a sinister character like you, of course, I need to use more insidious means. I, Tob, am not as ethical as Ramo, the sword magician. He may confront you head-on." Let's fight, and I just want to kill you and get the magic sword. But don't worry, I won't torture your corpse after you die. I will let the whole world know that you, Soul Eater, died a glorious death in battle. , hehehe..."