When David, whose face was covered in blood, with his own mentality that he didn't know for some reason, turned into a female Drow spirit form again, but at this moment, the old father of the silver dragon, who was limping at the moment, met with a drow slave and met several of his subordinates on the ground at the place where they had planned to meet.

Even the well-informed Drecia couldn't help but be stunned by the scene in front of him.

What can cause such a conspicuous injury on David's face can basically only be scratched by another dragon.

Ariana she knew, even one of her former personal creditors.

Then it is only possible that the temperament of the person does not look like a famous Zhuoer at a glance.

Most of them were still a silver dragon with [form control] ability, but it was the first time she had seen a silver dragon who was willing to become their drow.

'Has the master finally reached this age?' Youth, it's really beautiful. Siat couldn't help but think to herself.

But now is obviously not the time to sigh about this, even if she can clearly feel that the master's mood is not too good, she still stepped forward and said directly:

"Master, Locinde, wants to see you."

"What's wrong with him?" Instinctively, David felt bad.

"He's dying. has been able to survive until now, all thanks to the master's batch of potions. Drow told the truth.

"What?" David was shocked, the first family member he just received was about to hang up?

This is the sign he originally planned to play out as a sign to attract all kinds of talents!

Is this going to be smashed on your own claws?

David: They hurried to their hiding place while listening to Drow's explanation.

It turned out that Locinder was too upright, and when escorting the goods, he even wanted to cover the two Drow comrades.

Forget about the former shadow dancer, even the drow mage he wants to save together.

The result came at a terrible cost.

The large and small wounds on the whole body are afraid that they will directly exceed a hundred, and the fatal ones are the fatal injuries caused by the eight daggers with poison and curse of the Shadow Dancers.

If it weren't for the [Endless Fury] given by David, if he hadn't resisted it, and if he had been an ordinary person, he would have died directly at that time.

This kind of injury, being able to survive until David and them come back, can already be said to be a miracle of life.

Sure enough, when David walked into the cave and saw the barbarian who was almost lying in a pool of blood, this guy was already dying, and he couldn't even speak, and the winter wolf, who was also covered in blood, couldn't help but lick his cheeks, but he seemed to see that his dragon master was finally waiting for him, and a smile immediately appeared in the corner of his eye.

It's as if to say: My lord, I have lived up to your entrustment, not only brought back the goods, but also brought them back safely

'That's stupid! But David didn't say it after all.

Although they don't have much time together, just with this loyalty and sense of mission, they are worthy of a little respect for his family as a red dragon.

Even if he resisted, he still stiffened his head, turned his head to look at the silver dragon father behind him, who seemed to be also looking at the brute's injury:

"How? Is there any salvation? For example, [Restoration] or something? The cost and materials are mentioned. ”

Artilicia seemed to think carefully about it, but shook her head and said:

"[Restoration] is not good, he has too many fatal wounds on his body, and the body of the creature is like a delicate alchemy instrument, a complete recovery will break the current equilibrium, and he will only die faster."

David was a little impatient, thinking that at this time, who would still listen to you drop the book bag, and immediately shook his tail and said angrily:

"You said you can't save it, right?"

"You can use the [Resurrection Technique] directly." Artilisia said in shock.

"Then I'm going to have to kill him first?" David was stunned.

"Theoretically, that's so." Artilisia doesn't seem to have had the experience of directly using [Resurrection] to save people who haven't died.

"And what about the price?" David asked.

"At least a thousand gold Devensel coins worth of diamond dust as casting material."

Boom.

"This box should be enough." David, who had just finished collecting the wool of Drow, had a lot of money and took a whole box directly from a [portable cave].

Isn't it just 18 pounds of gold, which is not a fraction of the value of that shipment?

A loyal and powerful family member is worth the money.

"I'm not done yet," Artilisia said, opening her mouth.

"There's fart. Then why don't you hurry up and finish speaking, and wait for him to breathe and use the [Resurrection Technique] directly, right? "David has been as tactful as possible.

But Daddy Yinlong was still angry enough:

"I have to make it clear in advance, does the brain of a red dragon understand these simple truths?"

Seeing that his red dragon rebel opened his mouth and was about to fight back, he hurriedly explained:

"Although [Resurrection] sounds convenient, compared to a precious life, and even the casting materials seem a little cheap, but you must know a basic premise, and it is also a rule of life and death that all life cannot resist, that is, once a life is gone, the soul will be instinctively pulled by the River Styx to go to the lower plane."

Artilisia was afraid that David was holding the book of the Dragon Inheritance but still didn't know how to learn, so out of the instinct of a father and scholar, he asked rhetorically and considered:

"You should know what that means, right?"

"So in the process, the memory in his soul will be missing?" David muttered.

"Yes, unless a high devil directly ingests his soul, or is summoned to the kingdom of God by a god of his faith in his life, it is a slow but indisobedient process of washing, and during the time we are preparing and performing the [Resurrection] ritual, no one can guarantee what memories he has lost."

Although Artilicia did not continue, David, who has a dragon heritage and is very diligent in reading to pass the time, also knows what this means.

This means that even if he forcibly resurrects this barbarian, there is a high chance that the opponent will have a significant decrease in combat effectiveness, or lose the memory of his loyalty to him.

In either way, it means a major loss that cannot be recovered as a family member.

"What about the [True Resurrection]?" David asked a little unwillingly.

As far as he knew, although the [True Resurrection Technique] was more than dozens of times more expensive in terms of consumables, it was said that as long as this spell was used, even if the deceased had died within two hundred years, as long as the other party was voluntary, even if the corpse had turned to ashes, it could be completely restored.

As a result, I saw the silver dragon father pouting:

"Is that a nine-ring spell, or a legendary spell, do you think my little young silver dragon will be such a high-end thing?"

And what he didn't continue to say was that even if it was the [True Resurrection Technique], what was missing, the soul was missing, unless it could reverse time.

It is precisely because of this that the kind of obsessive person who wants to use the [True Resurrection Technique] after tens or hundreds of years often gets tragedy.

Most of those who have already gone to the kingdom of God are reluctant to return.

Those who have already fallen into the lower planes may have been twisted into a devil or a demon form under the rules of the lower planes.

Even if they were to be resurrected 'voluntarily', they would already be devils or demons in human skin.

To Artilisia's surprise, this time David was unexpectedly persistent:

"Then use the [Resurrection Technique], just say what you need to prepare."

Before the silver dragon father could react, David picked up a dragon tooth blade from the barbarian's side and put it against the other party's bleeding chest:

"Losinde, my dependents, you are a man, you should not be afraid of a small death, your dragon lord will personally end your suffering now and send you on your way!"

Burst! A hand stained with blood suddenly grasped the sharp blade.

"No, no," the barbarian actually looked back.

"I don't want to forget

"I don't want to forget. My lover

"Manado"

Including David, everyone who was still immersed in a somewhat bleak atmosphere suddenly fell overwhelmed.

He never expected that the other party was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of forgetting the memory of that damn love.

It's especially against an ogre!

I respect you as a man!

But when you enter the River Styx, you shouldn't forget it, but you still have to forget?

Ay.

Just as David was ready to respect the wishes and will of his dependent, he let him drown in the River Styx with that beautiful fantasy.

His heart suddenly moved, as if he thought of a possibility, the dragon claw held the barbarian's hand, and a pair of dragon eyes glared like a high-powered bath bomb:

"Losinder.

"My family.

"You.

"Will you trust me one more time?"

(End of chapter)