It was an enclosed cavern, a tomb at the same time, and the poisonous air filled every inch of space, and drilled into Feige's nostrils. The good thing is that the devil is able to filter out most of the poison in the air, and magic can fix the rest. Feige shook off the dirt from his body and looked up at the silver dragon not far away.

Despite being seventy or eighty meters long, it was also an emaciated dragon. The dull scales stick to the skin, and the skin clings to the bones, as if there are no muscles or bodily organs, only crags. The protruding eye is the only "full" tissue on its body, and here "full" is just another word for "spherical". The legendary silver dragon is synonymous with elegance and fitness, and in this cave it can only represent dying and lingering. The dragon's lips were covered in debris of dirt and fungi, which were the only source of food here. It grew out of the corpse, and it may have once been vibrant, but now there wasn't much left.

Corpses are the only sustenance here, as many as pebbles on a river beach or sand on a beach, covering and hanging all the surfaces of the caves. The bones are seldom identical, and not many are intact, and most of them are scattered bones that rattle and collapse when stepped on, as if walking on a mixture of snow and quicksand.

The sound of Feige moving woke the silver dragon, and the protruding eyes turned suddenly, and then the dragon head began to rise, and its wings opened. Any well-fed bat was more beautiful than the silver dragon now, but the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and the silver dragon was still more imposing because of its size. It unleashed its dragon power at Feiqi, then opened its mouth and bit down on its crippled teeth.

It wasn't hostility - Feige saw the soul of the silver dragon, and it made no secret of it - it was hunger, a more primitive and furious instinct that drove it to attack. Feiqi has a way to knock this dragon down, but it is very likely that it is the mother of Shani's blood, so it is really difficult to start. So Feige pulled out his Elder Wand, held it to his throat, and used his magic to let out a dragon's roar!

Dragons have their own set of ways to determine the hierarchy of power, and Dragon's Might and Dragon's Roar are. In order to continue, the golden dragon confessed all the old bottoms, and knowing all this, Feiqi can use magic to simulate the dragon's roar. A terrifying roar sent a gust of wind under the blessing of magic, like a shockwave that set off a storm of bones and slammed down on the silver dragon. Fear erupted in the silver dragon's eyes, and he hurriedly stopped his body. Its four feet pedal the ground to slow down, pulling out four clear brake marks, and its wings spread out, trying to create a decelerating air flow forward. When the "waves" of the bones slapped down, it tried to turn its back and meet the impact with a relatively stiffer back.

Contrary to Feige's vision, the silver dragon did not curl up, but spread its wings, creating a larger impact area. What is it protecting? Feige froze for a moment, stared intently, and then his eyes widened. "Time pauses!"

Powerful mana fluctuations erupted from Feiqi's body, and this energy-rich almost substance "sticked" everything around him. The light that erupted like a star spread throughout the room, and in just a moment, whether it was the huge silver dragon or the countless bones that made up the shockwave, they were all frozen in time and space, turning into a static three-dimensional picture.

The brightness of this still space is rapidly decreasing, and when the brightness reaches zero, it is the limit of Feige's mana, and time will run again. He wouldn't wait until that time to lift the blockade of space-time, because that would be equivalent to using up all the mana in his body, and he couldn't do anything after that. The static space-time feels "sticky", and Feige can only move in the direction of the mana formed by the spell he casts, like the action of surfing, leaving the sea, gliding on the surface of the frozen space-time, and then choosing the position of "entering the water".

Like a ghost, he walked through the bone-shattering storm and the wings of the silver dragon to the lair protected by the creature, restoring his human form. Just at the top of the tomb, previously located in the core area of the silver dragon's wings and tail, there were three dragon eggs and a scrawny unkempt man. Dirt covered the face, and the debris of mushrooms and moss hung all over the hair and beard, and although the appearance was not visible, the pattern of the soul's fluctuations was recognizable. He is Andrew Hall.

As the light dimmed, Feige stood in front of Andrew, increasingly unable to see, so he allowed time to flow again.

The silver dragon fell, closing its eyes and preparing to meet the impact with its body, so it failed to notice the Feige beneath it. However, the bone-shattering wave did not come, and the dragon power quickly disappeared: Feige raised his Elder Wand into the sky, and blocked the impact of his own infliction with a strong field shield.

Andrew's appearance is like a poor man who has been on a desert island for many years, not only is his body very weak, but his mental state is not normal. Is he being thrown here all along? What is there to eat here, only the mushrooms that grow on the corpse, it's strange to eat this thing and not be in a mess!" Feige held out his hand to him, and Andrew tilted his head slightly, as if he had some reaction, but more of a doubt. He took a deep breath, his lungs made a sound like a bellows, and raised a finger to hang in front of Feiqi's hand: "Goddess bless you." ”

This is the simplest blessing technique that boosts faith and brings a faint sense of relaxation. If he wanted to, Feiqi could keep casting this spell throughout the day without much effect on mana. Andrew's spells were so weak that they couldn't penetrate Feige's protective barrier of spells to reach his body, but the silver dragon was very dissatisfied, roaring as if he had been deprived of his beloved toy.

Got it. Feige gritted his teeth, leaving a tear in his eyes. Andrew was designed to be ambushed and then captured here. He was supposed to be a meal for Silver Dragon, but he gave Silver Dragon something more precious than a meal of meat: the breath of goodness magic. The dragon left him behind and fed him the mushrooms here to keep him alive.

There are not many mushrooms here that are safe, eat them every day, eat them every day, eat them every day, and after eating too much, whether it is a paladin or a dragon, you will have problems with your brain. Andrew's daily vague provision of blessing magic has formed a conditioned reflex, and Silver Dragon Ye is also confused, because Andrew "can't eat" so he elevates him to the status of "dragon egg" and cares for him together.

The dragon was still roaring, and it was disturbing to hear. Feige took out a divine crystal from the space bag, crushed it with his hand, and converted it into pure elemental energy. Dragons, in essence, still feed on energy, and these pure elemental energies can make it forget about mushrooms, and it will no longer have the kung fu to bother him.

The silver dragon sniffed the elemental energy, and sure enough, it was immediately attracted, chasing the energy ball that was thrown away by Feige, leaving his dragon egg and Andrew behind. Feige took a deep breath and walked into Andrew, and before he could treat him, he saw Andrew raise his hand again and press it firmly on himself.

A pitiful blessing spell that does nothing, but seems to be Andrew's only reliance. Feige gently flicked his hand away, and his hand stubbornly returned.

"Freeze!" Fitch spat out a word, locking all of Andrew's moves with a spell, then pressing his thumb to his brow. The detected mana enters Andrew's body from the center of the eyebrow, giving back a distressing state: a strong paladin, dying, depleted by chronic malnutrition and toxins.

"Don't worry, I can save you. "No matter how bad Andrew's condition is, he is better than the Earl of Kanter Hall, who burned back then. Feige could have been able to restore his physical condition with the Divine Crystal-enhanced Heal of Hell, but that also meant that Andrew couldn't be a paladin again. He hesitated, then withdrew his hand.

"Drink some Harvest Horn drink first, and then I'll take you to treatment. Feige broke Andrew's mouth open and poured a drink rich in influencing substances and mild healing effects. Seeing that his eyes had regained a little brightness, Feige untied the immobilization spell. "How does it feel, do you remember who I am?"

"You ......" Andrew's voice was very hoarse, and his tongue was clumsy, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time. "Is it Feige?"

"Yes, it's me, I found you. Feige poured Andrew another drink from the Harvest Horn, but the thing had a limited effect, it was more of food than medicine. Eating more will only make the weakened body die early before it gets enough nutrients to replenish it, because it spends its last physical strength on digestion and absorption. "Andrew, can you stand up? I'll take you to Heavenly Mountain and let the positive energy there heal you. ”

"I don't know what you're talking about," Andrew's eyes were still very messy, and he could see that he was frowning as he tried to search for his memories. "No, I can't get out of here. My children and my wife are here. ”

"Your child is Dalemond and your wife is Carol, and they are waiting for you in the Eternal Continent. I'll take you to treatment first, and then I'll go home to them. ”

"I've never heard those two names. Andrew pointed to the egg on the ground, and then to the silver dragon that was absorbing elemental energy: "That's the child, that's the wife." ”

Feige covered his forehead, it seemed that Andrew's basic memory was not lightly damaged by the poisonous mushroom, and it was already a little confused. In order not to make him resist, Feige said: "I brought food so that they can all be fed and healthy." I'm going to come one by one, are you willing to take a risk for them and try out if the treatment is viable?"

"It's my duty to sacrifice," Andrew struggled to his knees, shuddering to his feet. His legs are like hemp rods, and the atrophy caused by long-term non-walking is obvious. Feige reached out to support him, for fear that his strength would inadvertently cause damage, and specially put a cushioning spell.

The silver dragon turned his head and blinked, his eyes full of reluctance. After eating energy, her state is a little better, and her sanity has recovered faster than that of humans, but it is still far from the wisdom of a normal dragon. In her opinion, Feige "traded" her most important "husband" with some precious energy. In the long run, this seems to be a loss. It was obvious that she was hesitating to fight and save her "husband".

Fitch scratched his head and used his spell to blast a pit in the ground, opening up the water elemental plane and filling it, then throwing the Harvest Horn inside. Soon, the water emitted the aroma of food, which completely attracted the attention of the silver dragon.

In exchange, the silver dragon no longer stared at Andrew, but lay on the edge of the pool and drank the water in it little by little. Judging by her movements, saving food has become instinctive, so there is no need to worry about the pit of water being drunk quickly. Feige was able to hold on to Andrew this time, wrap him in a protective spell, and start teleporting.

Heavenly Mountain, a place full of positive energy, is hell for the dead and the best hospital for the good creatures. The positive energy that is abundant here can repair injuries from the inside out at the same time, including removing various states that are harmful to people, such as diseases and toxins, and its effect is better than any healing spell, and it is more gentle. In this regard, Feiqi's healing spells are too "violent", and the erosion of the infernal aura can also affect the soul.

Feige brought Andrew here, not entirely because he recognized and valued this brother more, but because he was stronger than in the past and could deal with the dangers of Heavenly Mountain. Yes, there is no danger here for Andrew, but for a devil, there is danger everywhere. Heavenly Mountain is not at all as tolerant of evil as hell is tolerant of good, after all, the devil is very interested in making angels degenerate into his own kind, and vice versa.

This spell works against angelic invisibility, but Feige can't make the entire plane invisible. Similar to Hell, Heavenly Mountain's orderliness and benevolent tendencies also have a similar manifestation of "will", which is powerful enough to see through Feiqi's invisibility spells. A contract demon, as disgusting as a fly lying on a milk ice cream, soon angels gather here.

"You sit here, slowly recover, vomiting and diarrhea are normal, don't bear it when you cry and runny nose, release it all, it's all the process of treatment and recovery. He moved a little away, teasing the cat with a stick in one hand and an old wand in the other, squinting at the angels who began to gather. "Satisfying the devil's fishing nets can be regarded as a healing process......

Andrew sat on the ground, watching Feige cast spells and the angels besiege, but he couldn't understand what was happening. His basic common sense had not been restored, and the devil, the angels, and the heavenly mountains were all things that he had never heard of. He was able to remember "Feiqi" because since he was trapped, he had always believed that Feige had the ability to find and rescue him, a belief that was comparable to his trust in the Goddess of Truth Thunder, and would be something he would forget in his last moments. As for the rest, it is possible to slowly recover after the positive energy of Heavenly Mountain has been treated.

The treatment here is gentle and swift, and the diseases, weakness, and toxins in his body are forced out by positive energy, and the lack of energy in his body is filled with positive energy. As Feige expected, he sweated, wept, and vomited, expelling all sorts of filth. The nearby angel was unhappy when he saw the filth of the white and bright Heavenly Mountain, but he also found out that Andrew was seriously ill and forgave him. Besides, there is a powerful devil waiting to be purified, and the cleaning thing can be put aside a little.

This "contract demon" is very difficult, and the angels use various methods, but they are completely unable to defeat it, and then they will be "defeated" inexplicably. From the angel's point of view, they have absolutely no idea how their attacks failed and how their companions failed. All they know is that all attacks "slip" from the surface of the contract demon's body, and that fellow angels who are close to him will suddenly lose their strength and fall with wounds all over their bodies.

The angels are all defeated by themselves, and the only thing Feige can do is control the rules of the world within a certain range around him, and shock the results he needs. Angels who enter this range will encounter their own mirror enemies, but this message will not be transmitted outside of their control. Within this range, Feige is able to create "effects", while infinite zero-point runes are responsible for solving "causes" and "processes".

Only divine power and other abilities that can control cause and effect can offset the infinite zero point of the miracle, which cannot be concealed from the Heavenly Mountain. In the eyes of this orderly and kind plane, a devil has moved his "kingdom of God", although this kingdom of God is only a few hundred meters in diameter, it is already the greatest insult. Soon, not only the angels and the local celestial creatures, but also the gods who had made their home on Heavenly Mountain were also alarmed.

After the bloody battle, is the devil ready to start killing angels and robbing heaven?