Chapter 1103 Anxious dragon
Breathing against the cold wind, the treatment of the legendary White Dragon "Princess Winter" did not take too long to discuss. In fact, because the two ordinary Morning Star professionals who were perfunctory in this time were unexpectedly easy to speak, the "inhumanitarian" treatment of Seraline was quickly formulated after Punk took the lead in making a statement.
On the surface, the development of the situation is exactly the same as the perfect answer envisioned by "Valkyrie" - the magic circle transformation promised by Morning Star Mage naturally ensures further strengthening of the Horaka defense line. The chain of imprisonment made by "Whispers of Destruction" theoretically cannot allow a legendary warlock of only 23 to escape. The White Dragon, who has now become a prisoner, has become a real "cheap labor", and the evil that once soared in the sky has also received the "retribution" she deserves.
It was a kind and righteous act that everyone was happy, right? You should know that when Punk nodded without hesitation and agreed to build a "forced energy transmission device" for the scarred legendary Bailong, the joyful Iberfell even doubted whether the prejudice he had always had towards the Morning Star profession in front of him was a ridiculous misunderstanding. At least at this moment, the innocent "Justice Girl" really felt that Punk was the kind of kind person who was said to be "cold-faced and warm-hearted, and not seek fame and fortune."
After all, right next to the caster, Anthony, who was supposed to shoulder the burden of "kindness", was still keeping a friendly and funny face and doing nothing...
In any case, since this matter has been handled with such a perfect "justice", Iberfir, who put down a big stone on his chest, could naturally leave the Horaka defense line with joy and continue to go to the border area to continue to purify the farmland. After successfully sanctioning evil, she was very happy and happy. The shining blond girl set out on the road with passion and smile before leaving.
But from the perspective of the unlucky White Dragon Seralin, it was really bad to end up like this.
After just one day passed, the Punk, who obeyed the agreement, had already bound the chains made overnight to the body of the "Princess Winter" expressionlessly. In the process, even though the dragon, who endured the pain of flesh and blood, kept trying to imply that the Morning Star Mage with a gloomy eyes, tried to save her life, she never received any sympathetic response or kind-hearted answer from the "Whisper of Destruction".
Under the cold and ruthless control of punk, the steel nails carved with the magic runes of the Morning Star level were only particularly rough and tyrannically replaced the original steel tip cone that penetrated the white dragon's spine. In order to prevent the wound from recovering from its health, the broken limb wound with the grimy white bone stubble was tightly wrapped in magic metal.
So at this moment, Seralin completely turned into a miserable "dragon stick" who could only crawl in the gravity formation. Although the Morning Star level alchemy chain with a little enchantment spell was not a strictly magical equipment, it was still enough to imprison the scarred body and soul of an ordinary legendary profession and prevent every wound from recovering.
Perhaps she has never been so embarrassed or powerless during the long "dragon birth" process of "Princess Winter".
"Damn it, the script shouldn't be staged like this! Why did Mr. "Doom Whisper" help that hateful bitch who doesn't follow the rules? Could it be... did he think I've completely lost my value?"
Thinking anxiously, Princess Winter, who had unknowingly emerged from her heart, couldn't help but curse secretly. The giant dragon locked in the narrow underground space even habitually tried to flap its wings to express its inner worries.
But soon, the cold magic energy stings from the bones and the dense runes with fireflies flashing on the ground reminded her of a painful and frustrating fact at the first time - she had lost her wings and even her limbs, and the "Princess Winter" is no longer the powerful legendary white dragon.
"No, it shouldn't be like this. Think quickly...... If you really want to imprison an ordinary legend according to the idea of the "Valkyrie", you only need to use a simple magic circle. Mr. Sai'an doesn't need to waste precious Morning Star layer materials to make these more than ten heavy shackles, right? Seralin! You are a legendary dragon after all, and the inheritance from Tiamat flows in your blood vessels... A legendary white dragon is valuable at all times, and you must calm down quickly!"
She endured the pain of the wound on her body and shook her head and tried to dispel the fear in her heart. She is indeed a legendary dragon who has completed the breaking free from the cage. After a brief panic, she had a rare time alone for a while and quickly regained her rational thoughts.
Yes, unlike the "just girl" Iberfell who likes to make decisions through the "camp", Seraline, as a legendary member of the Santalin Society of the evil camp, is obviously better at thinking about problems from the perspective of interests, and her thinking about the "Whisper of Destruction" at this moment is quite correct.
As the legendary White Dragon thought, if Punk really decided to completely give up a defeated and captured stupid dragon, then would he be considered a famous "alchemy master" in the multiverse (the reputation he had spread when Mimibez promoted goods) and really needed to use valuable Morning Star materials to create a chain that could bind the dragon's body three circles?
"No need! It's completely unnecessary! It must be unnecessary... Yes, this iron chain may have a "small function" that I don't know, but it may not be necessary."
While he was going out to check the energy circuit and had not come back yet, he silently talked to himself, Seralin couldn't help but comfort herself while working hard to start thinking.
After considering this seriously... she really thought of some clues in the words that Punk left when he left before leaving.
"A pathetic loser, I think with your IQ, I may not even remember the title of your master, right?"
This is a ridiculous and inexplicable joke and ridicule. At that time, Seralin thought it was just a bad joke made by the Morning Star Master at his embarrassing self, but now I think about it carefully……
"My "master" title? Isn't Old Eman's title the "Fish Red Scepter"?"
Chapter completed!