The only regret is that Aibang himself may not be able to escape from here, but even so, Aibang has no regrets, he originally longed for a hero to come to the present in magic, and at the end of his life, he can really be the hero of his dreams, which can be regarded as a wish. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Just let me dream of being a hero!!"

However, the imaginary death did not come there, and a golden figure stood in front of Ibon, and it was Jeffrey Liberm.

"It's not time for you to die. ”

A golden arm of magic reached out from Jeffrey's back, grabbed Ibon and threw him hard at Edward.

"You go first. ”

After saying that, Aibang looked straight ahead with his eyes slightly distracted.

Passing over the breach, he could see that the entrance he had torn out before was closing little by little, and finally vanished. The moment the entrance completely disappeared, it also meant that Jeffrey had lost his last chance. After preparing for a hundred years, but at the last moment, he fell short, and between the safety of his disciples and his own purpose, he chose the latter. Jeffrey couldn't tell how he was feeling at this time, there was remorse and anger, but more of it was relief.

Looking away from the vanished entrance, Geoffrey's hands had been assimilated to the magic into the snowstorm and took back control of the magic. The powerful magic slowed down the surging wind and snow, but even so, the cold wind and snow froze his arms in an instant, and this time without the huge magic to back it up, Geoffrey couldn't stop his hands from being frozen.

The magic was completely fed into the magic, but it still didn't improve, and Jeffrey could only watch as the wind and snow continued to spread.

Couldn't he even do one last thing? Jeffrey's confidence in himself faltered, and his anger for no apparent reason made him explode.

"Bastard!!"

After the false anger used to hide his weakness was gone, all that remained on Jeffrey's face was reluctance and loss.

The man named Jeffrey Liblom is full of failures and reluctance in his life, and even if he is called a hero, he is actually just a pathetic little person, unable to resist fate, and unable to even take revenge. Perhaps, ending his failed life with failure is the best for him, right?

In the final self-deprecation, Jeffrey is engulfed in the wind and snow.

His eyes shrank and only the pure white of no mercy cut off everything, and Jeffrey could feel that the cold was pouring into his body from all directions, and he didn't even have time to feel the piercing pain, his body was completely deprived, his legs and hands turned into crystal ice, Jeffrey could feel that his life was losing little by little, and it would not be long before he would be completely frozen into the same kind of corpse dragon.

The power of "Holy Cardinal" has not disappeared, but it is suppressed by this curse, and Geoffrey does not know if he will die, but these don't matter anymore, it wouldn't be bad if he could die so peacefully.

"This dejected look doesn't look like you. ”

The pitch-black claws reached into the wind and snow, and grasped Jeffrey's body steadily.

"This stupid person doesn't qualify to be a friend of the dragons. ”

With the roar of Kyrgyzstan, Jeffrey was pulled out of the snow.

Kyrgyz's right arm turned into a sky full of ice chips the moment he left the wind and snow, and even the section of the wound did not shed a drop of blood, but was frozen by the ice and snow. Kyrgyz didn't have the magic of Jeffrey's backing, and his body was far from enough to protect himself in the wind and snow, but even so, Kyrgyz still chose to save Jeffrey without hesitation.

Being able to trade an arm for Geoffrey's life until dawn is the friendship of the dragons.

Some people may think that life is more precious than arms, but in fact it is the same from the point of view of irretrievability.

Before Jeffrey's body could fall, Kyrgios's intact left hand grabbed him first.

"Aren't you a ruthless person who can sacrifice everything for the sake of your goals?

The pain made Gilgise's voice seem a little weak, but a defensive barrier of magic appeared in front of the two of them, taking Jeffrey's place against the wind and snow.

Dragon magic has a strong attack power, but it has considerable shortcomings in other aspects, so he can't push the wind and snow back like Jeffrey did, and doing everything he can can only keep the situation from getting worse.

Holding himself up with his unconscious hands, Jeffrey pressed his eyes and sighed deeply.

"So, I don't have the strength to carry more things, whether it's responsibility or the trust of friends, why don't you always listen to me?"

When he opened his eyes again, Jeffrey's eyes were full of anger, maybe it was just the anger of a weak horseman, but at least it filled Jeffrey's body with strength again.

Little people always have no choice, even if they are crazy in anger, they can only damage themselves, but it is precisely because of this that they can be ruthless enough to themselves.

"If this body can't fight fate, don't!!"

Jeffrey stretched out his frozen hands to the wind and snow, and the golden magic once again burst into a dazzling light from the depths of the ice crystals, and the hands that were normally normal twisted, and then, the explosion that lit up the night took everyone's attention.

The directional magic explosion sent Kyrgyz flying and successfully pushed the blizzard back into place.

Kyrgyz gasped weakly, his dark scales dimmed, and several new wounds were dripping with blood. Even though Jeffrey pointed all the explosions at the blizzard, the aftermath still left him with a lot of injuries.

"Did it work?"

Kyrgyz asked as he watched the wind and snow regain his composure.

Jeffrey struggled to stand up against Kyrgyz's paws, his eyes also staring straight into the wind and snow, but he could see more than Kyrgyz.

"Succeeded....... ”

There was another sentence that Jeffrey didn't say, and that was 'it should have been let go to the precise'. It wasn't a battle from the start, the wind and snow were just reacting to external interference, and from the beginning it was just a unilateral defense against the disaster in order to survive.

"When will they find out? Evil gods don't say 'no malice' to live in peace with this world. ”

It's like a child will trample an ant to death because of play, not necessarily out of malice, it may just be a simple play, but it is a catastrophe for ants.

In any case, this is not something that Jeffrey can interfere with now, the deficit of magic power and the loss of physical strength made him no longer have the strength to stand up straight, and the fierce hero slowly fell into the hands of the black dragon.