The Dean Has Arrived

The magic ship about the same size as the one in Adric’s Academy was tossed high by the storm set off by the dragon. You can see that those who had not had time to leave the empty ship are like sesame seeds, flying out from the cabin, frightened in the air. Teeth dancing claws.

However, Xiwei and his party did not have the leeway to save the crew. Because immediately, under the effect of universal gravitation, the magic ship slammed its bow down towards the ground of the berth!

"Don't move!" Xiwei yelled, and then immediately released nearly 10,000 towing anchors, connecting the magic ship to the empty berth opposite.

Under the action of those magical strings that could not be detected by the naked eye, the bow of the magical ship, which was as huge as a cruise ship, gradually turned around, and finally passed over the sky above Xiwei and their heads at the pinnacle of the fire, and hit the opposite berth heavily. A few meters thick ground made of metal directly hit a hole!

If you want to compare it, it's like hitting a foam board with a shot ball.

The ground of the opposite berth was completely recessed, and in the middle was the magic ship that caused the accident.

The hull of the magic ship was stuck in the hole, the hull was full of dents and damage, and fragments of the bow were scattered around.

At the next moment, the hull of the magic ship gradually bends forward from the center, and then because it could not bear the weight of the back of the magic ship, the center of the ship made a harsh cracking sound.

The keel and the plates used to make the magic ship were all broken off, exposing the steel bars used to fix the shape inside, which looked creepy like the ribs of a dead body.

The second half of the broken magic ship also hit the ground, causing a second shock and explosion. The heat wave that rolled up even made Xiwei and the others smell the scorching of their hair.

But now is not the time to care about such things.

The dragon's movements didn't stop. Its blood-red eyes stared at Xiwei and his group for a few seconds, and then it exhaled the blue mist again.

"The same moves won't work for me!"

This time, St. George, who had learned well, cut through the mist directly with a sword, and his movements looked extremely chic.

At the same time, his words also made Xiwei on the side to complain in his heart. Is this a Saint Seiya...

I don't know if I was angered by St. George, or I knew instinctively that his breath was not effective for St. George. The dragon swooped down and rushed toward the three!

"Four-fold enchantment. Sharp!" Xiwei casually enchanted Saint George's flame sword with a temporary battlefield enchantment. At the same time, he did not forget to erect a magic shield in the direction of the dragon.

If you give him a little time, maybe the magic shield alone can be strengthened to make the opponent feel dizzy.

However, time is running out, and it is impossible for Xiwei to erect a strong shield. In the end, the magic shields were broken by the opponent with overwhelming force. Except for slightly hindering the opponent's speed, it has little effect.

Although the shape of Saint George’s flame-shaped long sword is exactly the same as the legendary fire of notoriety, it has little effect except that it is made of magic-disgusting metal and can cut some magic that can be recognized by the naked eye. The notoriety of being able to slay dragons is more than a star.

Not only that, because of the material, it is almost impossible for this thing to be permanently enchanted. Even if Xiwei wants to enchant it, he must choose the extremely difficult four-fold enchantment. In order to barely get it a little magic effect bonus.

St. George didn't care about this, facing the leaping dragon, he swung his long sword without fear.

The hard and heavy dragon claws pierced the iron plate on the ground of the berth suddenly, and made a big hole in it, and St. George took the opportunity to jump up. Using the opponent's front paws as a bridge, rush towards the opponent's head!

Even Xiwei was taken aback by his bold move.

On the contrary, the delicate-faced knight seemed to have been accustomed to St. George's unexpected behavior, and he began to chant magic in a low voice.

After hearing a few spells, Xiwei understood that the other party was casting a spell based on wind elements, which seemed to make the air into a cushion, and seemed to be used to catch Saint George.

The two people cooperated really well.

After murmuring in his heart, Xiwei began to prepare the Void Demon Sword, ready to project it like an arrow. Once hit, even the Elder Dragon will definitely suffer great damage.

At this juncture, the dragon yelled in anger, his voice full of anger and pain.

Sivi couldn't help but look up and found that St. George was falling from the sky as a skydiver.

The dragon just hovered above him. Looks very angry.

Later, Xiwei discovered the source of the dragon's anger-its right eye was blinded by a scar that pierced the entire eye! There is no doubt that the initiator of this wound is Saint George.

Because the next moment, the dragon stared at St. George with his left eye, and sprayed out a blue mist that was much stronger and thicker than the previous two times!

Xiwei, who was driving the void of Unicom, finally succeeded this time before St. George was hit. He moved him to his side through crevice magic, letting the blue mist empty.

"Thanks!"

Even St. George's nerves were so strong that he was shocked by the thrilling attack just now.

There is nowhere to take advantage of the air, and even swinging a sword may not necessarily cut the fog, so Xiwei's strike is really just right.

The only pity is that the Void Demon Sword has also disappeared because of this messy hand, and must be remade.

At this time, the dragon also relocked Saint George, who had escaped from the dead.

"It seems that the other party has fallen in love with you." Xiwei still joked in the mood.

"I'm not at all interested in encounters other than the embrace of the young girl when returning home triumphantly."

Saint George replied nervously.

"Give me a minute." Sivi twitched at the corner of his mouth, then said solemnly.

"no problem."

Saint George took a deep breath, and then planned to rush out again to attract the attention of the dragon to buy time for Xiwei.

His body froze.

Not only St. George, but Xiwei also suddenly found out that he felt as if he had been pressed by a ghost, and his body was difficult to move!

"The Lord of Plague..." Feeling this weird power from his body, Xiwei squeezed the name from his teeth every word.

It seems that when the guy named Saige exploded just now, he spread the plague magic in this space.

Although it is almost impossible for this kind of magic to infect the likes of Siwei and St. George, it doesn't matter if they only hinder their actions for a short time.

Under normal circumstances, body stiffness for two or three seconds is not a big deal, but it is different now.

Because the dragon had once again spewed a light blue mist at the two!

At least protect St. George!

Xiwei, who knew that she might not survive, suddenly felt a subtle sense of relief in her heart: It seemed that her big adventure of returning to the age of myth was about to end before it started. However, if the later generations of Saint George, who is known as a dragon slayer, can survive, he might be able to avenge himself in the future...

In fact, the current situation is not completely unsolvable.

For example, Xiwei can directly escape into the dungeon to avoid attacks. After all, the plague master's plague magic is no matter how strong it is to affect the thinking of a great magician.

But the amazing thing is ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xiwei doesn't want to do that.

Because he wanted St. George, this chivalrous fellow to survive.

However, just after he made such a determination, something unexpected happened.

A slender figure rushed from the side abruptly and stood in front of the two of them, using his body to withstand the strange mist spray.

It's the knight with a delicate face. Si Wei flashed this thought in her mind.

It seems that the other party has not been attacked by the lord of the plague.

The delicate-faced knight, who still didn't know his name, turned his head and glanced at the safe and sound Saint George with a gentle gaze. Then he fell straight to the ground and lost consciousness.

For the first time, Sivi saw a panicked expression on St. George's face.

"Vian————!!!"

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