Chapter 63: The Red Dragon and the Boatman
"I advise you to soak in your water polo boat," Vincent picked up the sword, grabbed the dry dirt on the ground and rubbed his hand and the hilt of the sword, the mud fell down, he found a nearby tree, rubbed his hand against the net, and then grasped the hilt of the sword, and made sure that it was not as slippery as before, and put the sword horizontally in front of him, "I don't think Karl will be knocked down because of your gullibility." ”
"The red-haired boy?" Hansa smiled disdainfully.
Karl's eyes narrowed, revealing a hideous expression that should not belong to an eleven-year-old child, and before anyone could stop him, he flapped his wings and spun his body like a crossbow arrow, and suddenly stopped in front of Hanseatic and flew into the air, hovering above the boat, a red light condensed between the two dark brown horns on his forehead; Mr. Alessi and Mr. Bloom jumped up the tree in advance, but the water was mixed with magic, constantly impacting the barrier, and the trunk of the tree was also hit with countless narrow but deep scratches that looked like invisible knives.
"You can try to spit out your flame slime again, but your friends won't know if they'll be cooked. Blisters of various sizes began to appear in the burned area of Hansea, and most of the skin that did not appear blisters was also red and swollen, which made people feel pain at first sight, but the smile on his face was extremely proud, "I warn you boy, be careful of me before you ...... hero"
"Don't talk nonsense," Karl interrupted Hansa through gritted teeth, "Trust and cooperation are delicate things, aren't they?"
"Dumb fire?" said Hanseatic mockingly, "the Wurmians are dragon-turned, but you're the only one who is stupid enough to die." ”
Elver's enchantment had already cracked in the ground, Karl ignored Hansea, and even ignored Hansea's words about releasing new magic while holding his chest hair, he flapped his wings and turned back to Elver's side, and said to Teacher Luna and Mr. Emerson very quickly, "You two must use at least one big star curtain enchantment, otherwise you will ...... next." Karl glanced back at Hansea, the guy's chest hair was faintly flowing from the faint flow of the tattoo and shook out a dense spider-leg-like shadow, making the already rough hairy upper body even more shaggy, "In short, it's best for both of them to use the big star curtain, the demon gentleman who can do magic in the tree, the Shrine of the Extreme Wind." After saying that, he swooped into Elver's enchantment, squatted between Vincent and Elver, wrapped his arms around their waists one by one, and surrounded the three of them with their huge wings.
In an instant, the sky spun around, Elver, Vincent, and Karl, who was holding them to death, were flooded, and then spun rapidly—they were swept into the vortex, and Hanseatic used magic to stir up countless vortices in the water—Elph did not retract the barrier, he maintained the barrier as best he could, but it seemed that after a few seconds of being caught in the vortex, the barrier shattered and disappeared.
Strangely, there was no large amount of water pouring in, but there seemed to be some droplets of water around him hitting his face because of the sudden rapid rotation, and Alph tried to see through the gap in Carl's wings to see what was going on outside, but heard Carl's voice a little hoarse, "I said...... Can...... Put the enchantment one more time......"
Vincent struggled for a moment, as if trying to put something in his pocket, and Carl begged, "Brother Vincent, don't move......"
"But if you go on like this......"
Only then did Alph notice that the water droplets were nothing else, they were all blood...... Carl's Blood ...... He hurriedly released the highest level of water barrier he had ever studied, the Water Barrier, in an attempt to use the high compatibility of the same magic to make the barrier last a little longer.
Karl kept looking up at the top of the line, as if waiting for something, Elph didn't dare to be distracted to ask, because the Hanseatic whirlpool was mixed with countless water blades, and his enchantment was being attacked intensively all the time, and he continued to use magic to repair the deeper rifts, but he only felt that the repair could not catch up with the speed of the attack, and the water barrier would burst at any time.
The oxygen in the barrier was thinning, and Vincent couldn't do anything but clench his fists nervously and began to hold his breath.
Suddenly, the whirlpool seemed to stop spinning, and a dull explosion came from the surface of the water, followed by the rolling waves, and Alph found that all the water blades were gone as he rolled with the current, and his barrier was no longer attacked, and when the water stopped churning, he realized that Hansea's magic seemed to have stopped unleashing - the water level was falling.
Elver untied the barrier, and the three children took a big breath of fresh air, and Carl let go of his hand and stretched his wings, and stood up a little shaky, and after standing firm, he turned and rushed towards the chief of Diru Village.
Elver and Vincent also chased after him, and the adults also rushed towards Hansa with their weapons after lifting the barrier, but when they were a few steps away from Hansa, they all stopped - Hansea's limbs in the blood were spread out and his back was facing the sky, and a series of explosions caused him to lose one of his legs, and his two arms were also of different lengths, and the palms of his hands exploded on his sides like a defeated flower, and Karl rode on Hansea's belly, pinching Hansea's face with his left hand and forcing him to open his mouth, and pulling Hansea's tongue with his right hand and pulling hard......
Carl sat up straight, holding Hansea's tongue in his right hand, turned his head to look at Alver and Vincent, the straight pupils like snakes in his brown-red eyes made Alver feel that the kind and lively Karl had no relationship with the Argonian in front of him, he was expressionless, the blood splashed on his face slowly slid down the arc of his face, for a moment, Elph felt that Karl who was sitting on Hansa with his wings stretched was like a vengeful ghost; Hansa did not die, but the blood donation in his mouth made him breathe hard, and he issued " Purring and purring...... Thankfully, Karl's wings were slowly curling into a black-gray substance that dissipated into the air like burning paper, the horns on his forehead were retracting, and the scales were fading.
Vincent tried to say something, but ended up just opening his mouth and saying nothing.
Karl's back was covered in scars, and he staggered to his feet, throwing away the Hanseatic tongue in his hand, and walked towards Elver, even reminding Luna to use a healing spell on Hansa as he passed by.
Karl rested his forehead on Alver's shoulder, said, "I'm so tired," and slid limply off the floor.