"Kid, you shouldn't have come to me!" Desa had a strange smile on his pale face, as if mocking Iragon's stupidity.

"I'm going to tear your chest with this shot!" Eragon roared, the tip of the spear lit up with a blazing flame, and Sapphira's wings stopped stirring up with dragon magic.

Kiss~~

With a loud bang, Sapphira broke the speed of sound, led Iragorn to Desa, raised the dragon's head, and violently spat out flames, burning the hell bat enough to choke, and a little spear mixed with dragon flames, pierced the red flames in the sky, and came to Desa's body with a huge gun body and the impact of strong inertia!

Hit!

Eragon smiled excitedly, but before he could be happy, the empty touch of the gun almost made him vomit blood.

When Desa was about to be hit, he turned into a cloud of black mist and dodged the high-speed shot, and at the same time, the hellbat rolled over and came directly below Sapphira, and its huge teeth bit into Sapphira's lower abdomen, even if it was protected by chain mail, it could not stop the sharp fangs of the hell bat.

"Howl~~" Sapphira let out a painful cry, but she couldn't reach the spot.

"Scream, wail!" Dessa laughed and appeared on the body of the Hellbat, hanging under the dragon's belly like gravity, allowing the dragon's blood to flow down from Sapphira's wounds, pouring his face red, but Desa was even more excited, and shouted loudly: "Listen, she is moaning, and then death!" ”

"Get out of here!" Aya let out a loud cry and stood firmly on the magic eagle, and at some point the bow and arrow in her hand flashed green, and a magic arrow pierced the eye of the hellbat from hundreds of meters away, piercing through the mist-like body. The natural energy attached to it caused the hellbat to ache and let go of Sapphira.

Chu Ci disappeared, and before Desa found his trace, Chu Ci took the initiative to expose it!

A giant dragon made of diamonds soared in mid-air, accompanied by the black mist dispelled by Chu Ci's alchemy, the sun shone on Wei Lan's body, and every part of the scale armor was refracting dazzling light.

In the most critical moment, Vilan grows again!

Although the dragon that was close to forty meters was not as good as Sapphira, as a magic amplifier, Chu Ci was quite satisfied.

Alchemy in full swing!

But that wasn't the main attack, and in the center of the alchemy circle used as an amplification was a small magic rune.

Desa was able to analyze the most basic flame refining from the exchange, how could Chu Ci not learn one or two targeted magic from his vast magic books!

"Przywrócenie (Natural Recovery)!" This is a healing magic, but it is completely different from the usual healing magic that uses magic to provide injury recovery, it is a magic that stimulates and rebuffs abnormal states, when used on Eragon, it will brush off his buff magic and restore his physical strength, and when used on Safira, she will return to her childhood and slowly develop according to her normal growth, these are all long-term and beneficial effects.

But when used on Dessa, it is a kind of poison!

In order to live forever, Desa transformed himself into an immortal magician, this is already an inhuman monster, if he is touched by natural restoration, his transformed body will come back, and hundreds of years of time will be fed back to him in an instant, making him age to death in an instant!

"Wishful thinking!" Desa didn't dare to turn into a black mist, because that would make the movement very slow, and the hell bat carried him madly away from Chu Ci, only then could he get out of the range of his magic.

"Give you nine and three-quarters of a breath to run, and you won't be able to escape." Chu Ci made such a big formation, and finally created a perfect situation of weak and strong, how could it be possible to let Desa run away, the alchemy array was launched, Wei Lan fully provided dragon power to activate the magic, and the 'natural recovery' changed from a single magic to a covering 'strike' magic, instantly enveloping all the Wharton Basin, including Desa could not escape, in a burst of screams, the flesh and blood began to gradually activate, and then rapidly aged, and the ruthlessness of time continued to take away Dessa's life and strength.

"You won, but you'll never win!" Death calmed Desa even more, his eyes as frightened as ever, a twisted smile on his face aimed at Eragon, and a hoarse voice like a curse or a prophecy, "Child, you will be the only loser." ”

As soon as he spoke, Desa turned into a cloud of ash and dissipated into the sky.

No one paid attention to the Safira who turned into a little dragon, no one paid attention to the voodoo man who melted in the sun, no one paid attention to the dead enemies on the ground, no one paid attention to the comrades who were fighting, and when the wizard Desar died, the black fog swept away, revealing the blue sky again, only the crystal dragon shining like a diamond, and Chu Ci, proved that the victory of this battle belonged to Wharton!

"The wizard is dead!" The morale of the Wharton warriors was suddenly high, and the originally tired body seemed to have a new strength (the effect of natural recovery), and took up the broken weapons and continued to attack the northern army.

"Quickly retreat, leave one behind, and the rest of the people will all retreat!" I have to say that the bravery and strictness of the northern army are far from comparable to the king's army and the Eurgon people, when these two troops are scattered, they can still maintain a relatively complete formation, the general of the northern army Wilson killed decisively, leaving a part of the soldiers to block the king's army and the Eurgon people as a meat shield, and lead the rest of the people to evacuate quickly and neatly.

When the Whartons killed the King's army and the Eurgians, the Broken Rear Army had already withdrawn into the tunnel, and used horses to drive the load-bearing columns, collapsing the tunnel, cutting off the possibility of the Whartons from pursuing.

"Sure enough, it's a regular army, not comparable to a wild regime like Wharton." Chu Ci was holding a book in his hand, and the twisted and strange font on it was not intelligible at all, but this did not affect Chu Ci to use his spiritual power to read the imprints on it.

What a bloody plot!

Chu Ci sighed at Dessa's generous gift, and at the same time felt that such a thing as dog blood would happen to that kind of character no matter what world it was, but before that, Chu Ci still felt that he had to go to the royal capital to take a few looks, and it didn't matter anything else, just to see if Gabotrice, the tyrant in the mouth of the people, was really a mediocre tyrant.

Although the plan to go to the royal capital is beautiful, Wharton's post-war needs Chu Ci, a half-magician, including the destroyed house buildings, including the regrowth of Sapphira, including the half-body paralysis of Iragon because of Sapphira's crash, including all the tunnels that were smashed, Chu Ci had a magic puppet in his possession, and he worked day and night for seven or eight days before he could roughly deal with the more important parts, and Iragon's injuries were also controlled, and he could walk on the ground after half a month of recuperation.

In his busyness, Chu Ci also quietly took out a few free time to accompany Aya to spend a beautiful and sweet night!

Until the dwarves were busy digging tunnels again, Chu Ci took advantage of the early morning light to ride the dragon to the south.