The condition of the big dog is very bad.

The side of the neck was opened by sharp teeth, the blood was gurgling out, the whole body, there were countless wounds of all sizes, and the fur was soaked in blood, forming locks and locks.

The power of light flowed, and Allegri stepped forward, half-kneeling at its side. The big dog turned his head with great effort and whimpered, it didn't have much strength left.

Allegri held its head and tried to cheer it up a little. But in this wilderness, even if it can be sustained a little longer, what can it do? If it is not healed in time, the big dog will die before dawn.

Seeing its dying appearance, Allegri hurriedly mobilized the power of light and tried to convey it into the other party's body. But after tossing and turning for a long time, it was still in vain, the big dog's eyes slowly closed, and his body began to twitch.

If he is a priest, he can naturally perform healing magic techniques such as "Holy Light Bathing". But he has not been systematically trained, and the divine power that overflows from the "Bright Godhead" is not very obedient. They are obsessed with repairing and modifying the host's body, not a stray dog.

Allegri anxiously thought about what to do, and even thought of the ritual used to save Onesha, the "redemption" of the God of Light. But that kind of divine technique that reverses life and death, how can it be available at any time, it has overdrawn a lot of divine power, and it needs to be replenished for a long time, and the next time, I don't know how many hundred years it will take.

I tried all kinds of methods, but in the end I couldn't help it. I knew that today, I shouldn't have used the precious "redemption" on Onisha in the first place, and it was better to save her than to save a dog. Allegri thought sadly, and he leaned down and pressed his cheek to the big dog's face, and at that moment he noticed that tears seemed to flash from the corners of the big dog's eyes.

You know that, too. Are you going to die?

Allegri stayed there, his eyes a little sour. He was a fire mage, not a priest, and he couldn't do anything about such a serious injury, not to mention, after being drained by Turanze, his strength had dropped below the initial level.

That's right. At the thought of this, Allegri seemed to open a new door. For mages, there is also a way to save the dying dog, but no one has ever wanted to use it since ancient times.

He laid the big dog flat on the ground and bit his fingers open, allowing the blood from both sides to mix. With his chanting, the magic around him. There were faint ripples. This is not a very complicated spell, and when you usually cast a spell, you can even replace the mage's blood with an alchemical potion, so as not to affect the owner when the pet dies.

Yes, what he is chanting is the simplest "Demon Pet Contract". Even an apprentice magician can pass this spell. Establish some kind of connection with the critters that drives them to work for themselves.

But it's different from a normal master-slave contract. Allegri uses a life-sharing contract. The same contract he also signed with Dios was not burned by the "fire of the end" until Vanuna's "Victory Day became chaotic".

Under the bondage of the life-sharing contract, one of them dies. Then the other party will die with it. If you do not suffer a fatal injury, but are infected with a disease, the life force of both parties will be drained at the same time until they are healed together, or they will die of serious illness.

And the common magic pets. Owls, crows, and tanuki, for example, are not only short-lived, but also weak, and for their own safety, mages will never sign a life-sharing contract with them.

Otherwise, as soon as the enemy fireballs, the mage will even bring his pet and whine together.

In the eastern sky, a touch of fish belly white appeared.

On a deserted beach south of Dover, a black-haired young man in ragged clothes accomplished an unprecedented feat.

He signed a life-sharing contract with a large dog who was seriously injured and dying. In other words, if the dog is killed, he himself will not escape death. Such a foolish act, if known to others, would have appeared in the weekly magazine of the Mage Society, and would probably make headlines.

Not to preach, but to warn young teachers to take this as a warning.

After the incantation was chanted, Allegri stroked the dog's head and whispered, "Come, pass this contract." ”

The big dog didn't doubt it, and nodded as if he didn't understand.

The contract was reached, and the magic brilliance was fleeting, and such a simple contract would not make much movement. But from this moment on, Allegri's life was connected to this big dog.

At the same time, he suddenly felt a burst of collapse all over his body. The wounds on the big dog's body are healing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

Allegri sat down on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know if what he was doing was right or wrong, but if Dios learned the news, he would probably scold him.

But what about people, what about dogs, there is affection, that's all.

His vitality was continuously extracted and transported into the body of the big dog. The "Bright Godhead" is still repairing his body, but his progress has slowed down significantly, and even has a tendency to deteriorate again.

"Come on, sail against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. Although he knew that the "Bright Godhead" was unconscious, Allegri still spoke out of encouragement. He regained his mobility, and the big dog did not die, which made him feel very good.

The carcasses of wild dogs on the ground attracted other wild beasts, which poked their heads out from behind the bushes not far away, and could pounce at any moment. Allegri thought for a moment, but got up and left with the big dog in his arms, so as not to cause trouble.

What's more, this place is full of bloody limbs, dead fish and shrimp, and the filth he vomits, and the smell of mixing together makes people not want to stay longer for a moment.

I found a dry sandy area and put down the sleeping dog. Allegri also leaned aside and closed his eyes to rest his tired body and mind.

Unexpectedly, in this distant place, the first friend he made was actually a dog. After this toss, the pain of the chaos in the valley was temporarily suppressed, Allegri lifted his collar and covered his head and face, he really wanted to forget this painful memory, but he was reluctant to those warm moments.

That's it, after the injury is healed, take this big dog and travel to the long-awaited island of Thran.

Perhaps in the process, he can give birth to enough courage to face his old friend. Perhaps, he will regain his strength to take revenge on his enemies and punish them for their betrayal and framing.

When that time comes, Allegri will cross the blue sea and return to that familiar and strange continent.

... (To be continued......)

PS: (Small change.) ）