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Chapter Thirteen The Devil's Request

The pale green magic beam turned into a bolt of lightning and hit the huge head of the Hell Bone Dragon. The Hell Bone Dragon's body visibly paused, and the green in its eyes obviously dimmed a bit. It was obvious that it was affected by

A wave of heavy losses.

When Yi Ge and others saw this, they were all a little surprised. It was obvious that Weston's magic was beyond their imagination.

Whether it is the fluctuation of magic power or the form of the magic itself, it seems that it cannot be light magic, but the result is that it has caused such great damage to the Hell Bone Dragon. This is not just a little different from the common sense they know!

"He...how did he do it?" Hill stared at Weston's back in disbelief and muttered.

Egg pondered for a moment, then his eyes flashed: "Could it be..."

"Huh?" Sethia looked at Egg in confusion, "Dad, do you know what magic Weston used?"

"No, I don't know!" Egg shook his head, "But I do have some guesses."

"guess?"

"That's right!" Egg stared at Weston, who was still fighting the Hellbone Dragon, and said, "Look, Weston's magic has obviously severely damaged the Hellbone Dragon. Look in its eyes.

The fire of life can be seen, but there are no injuries on the Hell Bone Dragon's body."

"Huh? It seems so!" Sethia looked at it carefully and nodded.

"If I guessed correctly, this kid should have used soul magic!" Egg said with great certainty, "Although soul magic is extremely rare in hell, there is probably no other explanation other than this.

! It seems that this boy has a lot of secrets!"

As he said that, he glanced at Sethia again: "Daughter, if you want to be with this kid, I'm afraid it won't be that easy!"

"Dad, what are you talking about!" Sethia said reluctantly, but her suddenly pale face showed that her heart was far from being as calm as she expressed.

Egg glanced at Sethia again, said nothing, and watched Weston's battle seriously.

Seeing how effective the Death Curse was, Weston couldn't help but have a smile on his face. He waved the wand in his hand continuously and fired two more Death Curses.

The Hell Bone Dragon was obviously on guard. It raised its claws early to block Weston's attack, but it was useless. After all, the Death Curse directly attacks the soul. As long as any part of the body is hit, the magic

All attacks are considered effective.

The next thing was much simpler. Under the attack of Weston's life-killing curse as if it was free of money, the green will-o'-the-wisp in the eyes of the hell bone dragon finally went out, and the huge body slowly fell down, smashing

On the ground.

"boom--"

The huge sound announced the end of the Hell Bone Dragon, and also woke up the spectators from their shock.

"Hiss—" Egg took a breath of air and exclaimed, "This kid really won! And he killed the Hell Bone Dragon?!"

Hill looked at Weston silently, then at the giant creature lying on the ground, swallowed softly, opened his mouth slightly, as if to say something, and then quickly closed it again

mouth.

Sethia looked at Weston's figure infatuatedly, and a smile quietly appeared on her face. Then she didn't know what she thought of, and the smile suddenly disappeared. There was a trace of paleness on her pretty face, and there was something in her starry eyes.

A bit of endless sadness.

Weston did not notice the thoughts of Yi Ge and others. His attention at this time was entirely on the body of this hell bone dragon. This thing is much more powerful than the magical creatures in the magic world.

I guess I can find a lot of good materials!

However, Weston only briefly thought about decomposing the corpse to find materials, and then gave up the idea. There are specialties in the arts, whether it is alchemy or potions, Weston is not the top one. Naturally, he

I don’t want these rare materials to go to waste in my own hands.

Just in time, just think of it as a gift for the teacher and Nico! Weston thought so, and took out a small knife, preparing to briefly decompose the body of the hell bone dragon, and then put it away.

"Wait a minute!" Just as Weston was about to take action, he heard Hill's obstruction.

"What's wrong, Ms. Hill?" Weston gave her a strange look.

"Excuse me, are you going to do something to the body of the Hell Bone Dragon?" Hill ran over and asked directly, regardless of whether it was offensive or not.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with this?" Weston frowned slightly. The hint of questioning in the female demon's words made him very uncomfortable.

"Sorry, I was offended!" Hill seemed to notice Weston's displeasure and said apologetically, "If possible, could you not do this?"

"Why?" Weston raised his eyebrows, "If I remember correctly, I think this should be regarded as my trophy!"

"Uh..." Hill was startled, hesitated, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, "I can buy it!"

"Buy?" Weston gave her a funny look, "Sorry, Ms. Hill, I don't want to sell! And, please forgive me, even if I sell, you don't seem to have what I need!"

"

"What if it's me?" Hill's face turned red, then he closed his eyes and said directly with a look of risk-taking.

"You?" Weston was surprised. He looked at the female demon up and down, and then said without hesitation, "I'm sorry, I still need the body of this hell bone dragon more!"

When Weston looked at Hill, Hill's face clearly showed a hint of joy. Unexpectedly, he was rejected. The blush on Hill's face became more obvious, but a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Listen," Hill took a deep breath and managed to suppress his anger, "I remember your name is Weston, right?"

"Uh-huh!" Weston nodded, with a nonchalant look on his face.

"Mr. Weston, this Hellbone Dragon is really important to me!" Hill said seriously, "If possible, I will give everything in exchange, as long as you are willing to exchange!"

"Oh?" Weston's interest suddenly rose, and he was a little curious. What role did this hell bone dragon play in making this female demon say desperate things?

"I wonder if I can understand why you are so eager to get the body of this hell bone dragon?" Weston raised his eyebrows and directly asked the question in his heart.

Hill's body froze and his lips moved a few times, but he never said anything.

"It seems that I asked about something extraordinary?" Weston said with a smile, the curiosity in his eyes became more serious.

"I know a little bit about this!" A voice suddenly came from...


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