When two stupid encounter black belly

When Donald rode the Amethyst Thunder Dragon to Sky City, it was already filled with gunpowder smoke, and the smell of blood was everywhere, and every angel family was red-eyed.They waved their weapons numbly, and smashed spells as hard as they didn't want money.

The beautiful sky city known as heaven is no longer as quiet and peaceful as before, and it seems to have become a battlefield for killing.

Donald quickly swept across the battlefield, letting the Amethyst Brontosaurus fly close to the buildings of Sky City, while he looked around for Al.

In the back garden, Lascage and Michael had fought for several rounds. Al hid in the bushes, wondering whether to ask Uncle Robert for help.But thinking about how Robert himself is a war scum, he might hold Michael back if he shouted, so Al decisively gave up this idea.

He stared anxiously at the angels and undead who were fighting inseparably in the air, secretly anxious in his heart: If only Mentor Donald was here, he would definitely be able to help Uncle Michael.

Just as Al was in a daze, Raskage suddenly waved a handful of the powder at Michael, and Michael was caught off guard. The place where the powder touched quickly rotted and blackened, and his consciousness began to blur.

"uncle!"

Al watched Michael fall from the sky, and was so frightened that he jumped out of the grass and spread his hands, waving his small wings and flying over, trying to catch him before he fell.

Raskage kept on doing nothing, seeing that he was caught, black beams of light shot towards him like sharp arrows.Seeing that he was about to shoot Michael, Al was so anxious that he unconsciously accelerated his flight speed.

Al did catch the beam before it hit Michael, but he himself was exposed to the beam.It was too late to escape now, Al grew his four wings and wrapped himself and Michael tightly, forming a cocoon.

The expected cold shot did not come, Al slowly opened a gap, and a huge object stood in front of him.The object was so huge that a gap could not be seen clearly at all. Only when he fully opened his wings could he see the whole picture clearly.

"Donald..."

Al's eyes lit up in surprise, but he was interrupted before he could finish his sentence.

"Fool! I don't know how to hide, what if I don't catch up?"

Donald looked him up and down distressedly, and he was relieved to find that he was not injured, but he was still chattering. "It's nonsense, don't do it next time, you know?"

"Yeah!" Al nodded fiercely, he was very happy for Donald's concern, and felt that his whole heart was filled.

"Come on, give me Michael."

Robert on the side felt that his eyes were about to be blinded by them.Al heard the words and immediately handed over Michael, and Robert's face turned black when he saw his miserable appearance.

"By the way, Uncle Robert, why are you with Donald?" Al asked belatedly.

Robert didn't answer him, but Donald on the side explained: "I met Robert when I was looking for you, so I brought him along along the way."

"Oh."

Michael, who was poisoned, had shortness of breath, and the degree of decay and blackening became more and more serious.Robert's face was calm, but the hand that took out the medicine trembled unconsciously.

After spraying tremblingly a few times, the potion was poured into Michael's mouth, and the speed of decay was immediately suppressed.

"I need to take him back to the lab right away, he's too poisoned." Robert picked up Michael and found that he couldn't carry it alone, so he said, "Al, come and help me."

Al was a little tangled, if they all left, wouldn't Donald be the only one left to face Las Cage?

"Leave it to me here, don't worry." Donald smiled gently, touching his blond hair, "Saving Michael is the most important thing."

"Okay." Al looked at him blankly, unable to refuse such a gentle Donald.Turning back three times at one step made Robert lament that he was out of fashion.In the end, he followed Robert and carried Michael away.

It wasn't until their figures disappeared that Donald looked at Lascage coldly.

Like a tacit understanding, the Amethyst Brontosaurus entangled with Lascage turned his head slightly towards Donald, carried him who had jumped up, and flew towards Lascage.

Donald pulled out the giant sword at his waist, and if there was any substance to the murderous intent, the sword pointed at the enemy, which meant it was self-evident.

Today, he will definitely wipe out this person completely, and his soul cannot escape.

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Arriving at Robert's laboratory, Michael was laid flat on the laboratory table.Robert was still calm on the face, but the action of searching for the potion was hasty.

He searched here and there but couldn't find the potion he wanted. Michael's poison began to spread again, and this time it was faster than before, spreading to his heart very quickly.

Robert stopped his movements suddenly, lowering his head as if thinking about something.Al worriedly looked back and forth between the two, and asked cautiously, "Uncle Michael will be fine, right?"

He could see that Uncle Robert actually cared about Uncle very much.

Robert still didn't answer him, but got up and took out a tool box from the shelf, opened it and found a thin blade.

"Open his mouth for me."

"Ah? Oh oh!"

Al was stunned for a moment, then reacted quickly, quickly pried Michael's mouth open, and then pinched his cheek with his index finger and thumb to prevent his mouth from closing.

Robert raised his arm and put it on Michael's mouth, holding the blade with his right hand, and the bright red blood rushed out, like a stream of sweet spring flowing into Michael's mouth.

Al was frightened by his actions, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Uncle Robert!"

"Don't talk." Robert frowned, his face a little pale.

Blood flowed into his throat, and the unconscious Michael swallowed it instinctively.That blood was like a spring of sweetness, bringing a little coolness to his fiery body, so he couldn't help but yearn for more.

The rotten and blackened flesh began to heal slowly, and the wound on the wrist had stopped bleeding. Robert endured the pain and made another cut, and blood spurted out again.

The wound stopped bleeding and then scratched again and again, until the carrion on Michael's body completely returned to smoothness, and Robert stopped the self-harm.

Too much blood loss, even a strong soldier can't hold it, let alone a pharmacist who is immersed in the laboratory every day?

There was no time to bandage the wound, Robert's face was pale, his eyes were dark, and before he could do anything, he collapsed.

"Uncle Robert!"

Al quickly let go of Michael's hand and wanted to caress him, but there was a laboratory table between them, and his arms were not that long.

Seeing that Robert was about to hit the ground, he was picked up by a pair of strong hands.

Seeing that Robert was safe, Al breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time smiled in surprise: "Uncle, are you awake?"

"Ah."

Michael picked him up and put him in the position where he was lying just now, and sighed.This fool actually hurt himself so much to save him.

"Al, take a good look at your aunt, I'll clean up the mess outside."

Uncle, aunt? !When did this happen?Why doesn't he know!

Michael patted Al who was stiff with fright, turned around and strode away.

Lascage, new and old grudges, it's time to settle the accounts between us!

Long time no see Mr. Little Theater:

Maoqiu: I am a goldfinger mythical beast, domineering, cool, and cocky, and you won't let me play? !

A certain scum: ... (guilty)

Maoqiu: If you don't give me an explanation, I will never end with you!

A certain scum: I will tell you, have I forgotten your existence?

Hairball:……

Fuqiu: Scum!Look at the claws!

A certain scum: Long live!Monsters are attacking humans!

Fuqiu: Where are you running!Take your life!