Magical Strategist

"Xiaoya, stop talking." Yinghuo doesn't care whether Piro is dead or alive. Because the Moon Organization she belongs to regards the Soul Eater as its mortal enemy, in the past, she would have hoped that Piro would be disabled.

However, since she joined Piro's group, she has encountered thrilling experiences these days, from the elimination of the magic spider, to the werewolf sneak attack, and then to Faramo's challenge, she felt that Piro was indispensable in the team.

If you think about it, there is still a long way to go from Essien City to Sanga, and the task given to her by Irene is to ensure the safety of the real dragon of Lille. If Piro was not there, she was a little afraid of how to go down the road and what to do if she encountered a more difficult enemy.

"Asam Esa Luosuo..." Yinghuo closed her eyes slightly, and a soft elvish language sounded. Maybe praying for Pirro.

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Moreover, it had been several hours since the real dragon was taken away by Natsumi. Just when Feiya and others were confused, the real dragon came in a hurry.

"Everyone, pack your things tonight and hit the road early tomorrow morning!" The real dragon's voice came from not far away, low and powerful.

Just now, Zhenlong and Natsumi were talking for a long time. What Xia Mei said just now is both thought-provoking and inspiring. Now the real dragon seems to have changed. His eyes are full of the depth of a mature man.

As a man, you have to learn to carry the burden. If you always follow others, you will always be a loser.

"Hey, you are the backbone of the Essien City Intelligence Department. If your intelligence this time is reliable, this guy has already taken action." Natsumi followed, and she said to the man walking next to her.

"My intelligence has never been wrong. There is indeed a lot of movement on the undead side. Even these guys have already taken action." The man who spoke was in his early thirties, with a sinister look on his face.

Natsumi thought for a moment and continued: "Damn it, they are the only undead people who are not afraid of the Demonic Holy Sword."

"Yes, their strength is extraordinary..."

Natsumi said angrily: "I asked you, can you please stop letting other people dominate you and destroy your ambition?"

The man from the Intelligence Department looked embarrassed and said, "That's what you said."

Natsumi snorted and said nothing more.

After hearing what Zhenlong said just now, Feiya asked in confusion: "Er Shun, what did you say? Are you leaving tomorrow morning?"

The real dragon nodded and said: "Brother's injury will have to rest for at least half a year, and we can't wait that long. The relationship between the undead and humans is very delicate now, and they can become enemies at any time. We are pressed for time and must send the sword to Shengjia as soon as possible."

Speaking of the undead, everyone looked at Carter in unison.

Although Carter's face was expressionless, he was thinking in his heart: This matter has nothing to do with me.

Parker rolled up his sleeves and said confidently: "That's okay. Next, let everyone take a look at my skills. The Andrew family is very powerful!"

I don't know who was so frightened that he almost knelt down and kowtowed when he met Faramor. The real dragon glanced at him.

"What about Brother Piluo?" Feiya asked.

"I will take care of the wood, you don't have to worry." Xia Mei paused and continued: "The Demonic Holy Sword is related to the fate of mankind. According to reliable information: the undead tribe has already taken action. If the sword is not sent to Shengjia as soon as possible, , the undead army will unite with the orc army to attack us at any time. At this juncture, everyone has to put aside all their love for children. There may be a stronger opponent than Tober waiting for you. Maybe you will be injured or even face death. You must remember Live, as human beings, no matter men, women, old or young, we have the obligation to defend our own race. So, True Dragon, Feiya, Parker, and Paul, no, I should call you Carter. I know you don’t want to get involved in this fight, but , now we have to face reality. You guys must protect the magic sword."

Parker said: "This is easy to handle. I can just call the Andrew Knights. With the strongest knights in the world escorting me, no one dares to attack!"

The man from the Intelligence Department immediately denied: "Son, even if the Andrew Knights travel non-stop without eating, drinking or sleeping, they will be here for at least half a month. Will the enemy give you so much time to find reinforcements? According to the intelligence I collected, the enemy has already Approaching Essien City, they are the top masters of the undead clan. I predict that they will launch an attack on Essien City within three days. So, you guys should leave here as soon as possible with the magic sword."

Natsumi continued: "Yes, we will create the illusion that the magic sword is still in Essien City to attract enemies for you. I have already arranged the next trip. Also, True Dragon, remember everything I just told you. Really? Who should I look for when I get to Spencero?"

The real dragon nodded and said: "Remember."

"Just remember, I won't talk nonsense anymore. You guys will go back and pack your things immediately and set off early tomorrow morning." Natsumi said sharply. Seeing everyone standing there stupidly, with no intention of taking action, Natsumi lowered her face and shouted: "Why are you standing there, have a good rest tonight, you won't be so comfortable starting tomorrow."

Although they don't know who the top masters of the undead they know are, and whether it is true that they will launch an attack on Essien City within three days, their intuition tells everyone that a greater crisis is coming.

Before, with the existence of Piro's powerful shield, even if the sky fell, the Soul Eater could hold it up. Now, even the air is creepy.

"I want to see my brother." Zhenlong took a deep breath and said.

When would we meet again after this separation? Natsumi had no objection and nodded slightly.

The real dragon went up to the second floor. The dark corridor was scary and eerie, and there was a choking smell of alcohol. The real dragon has walked through this corridor many times, but this time, he felt an inexplicable fear.

Pushing open the ward, there was only an alcohol lamp lit inside. The flames swayed left and right in the glass cover, like a small living thing.

The real dragon found a wooden stool and sat beside Piro's bed.

I saw that Pirro's elegant and domineering face was much haggard, and his black hair had lost its luster and was messy and scattered on the pillow. There were still blood stains on the white sheets.

Zhenlong stretched out his arms and gently covered his brother with the quilt. There was a burst of sourness in my heart, "Brother... I... I don't know what to say... Anyway, in my mind, you will never fall." After a while, Zhenlong whispered: "Brother , you can rest in peace and recover, and just leave the matter of the magic sword to me."

Between brothers, there is no need to talk too much, just keep it in your heart.

The real dragon gave Piro another deep look as a farewell, wondering how long it would take to see each other again after this farewell.

When he turned around to leave, there was a chill behind him. Carter stood straight behind him. "Carter, when did you..."

Carter said nothing, his cold face showing a bit of sadness. His eyes rested briefly on Pirlo. After just a few seconds, Carter turned and left.

The real dragon had long been accustomed to Carter's way of communication, and he left accordingly.

The real dragon returned to his room. He took off the magic bag tied to his waist, which contained a heavy magic sword. He carefully placed the surgery bag beside the bed. Then he went into the bathroom to take a shower. The fatigue from the whole day disappears with the rushing water.

The fatigue was gone, but Natsumi's words kept ringing in her ears from time to time. The next enemy is a monster stronger and more terrifying than Tober.

Thinking of this, Zhenlong couldn't help but feel worried. Although he had the Spider King's Pill and the Snake King's Pill to increase his magic power, the difference between him and Tober just now was not that big. Maybe the real dragon has another ability, the power to kill the Minotaur with bare hands, but the real dragon has no idea how to control this power called the essence.

After taking a bath, the real dragon began to practice perfect thunder. The combination of thunder and fire is the most painful and longest stage.