I, the devil dragon, start the game with a loving father and a filial son

"Dad, District 13 has been controlled by Xiaoyu, let's go and rescue Xiaoyu." After Chen Long was rescued by Tru, he walked into the antique shop and said anxiously.

Outside the antique store, ordinary people who had been hiding at home and shivering because of the shadow soldiers also came out.

Judging from the expressions on their faces as they looked at the antique store, they were probably considering moving out overnight.

After all, this looks like a scene in which an antique shop offends someone it shouldn't offend and is retaliated against.

"Shut up! Didn't you see that Dad is making an antidote?" Dad interrupted Chen Long impatiently and shouted to Tru next to him: "Why hasn't Dad's garlic come yet?"

"Here you come, sir." Tru immediately handed the garlic in his hand to his father, and quietly watched his father operate it.

Although he has officially entered the apprenticeship level due to Xiaoyu's recovery, this kind of shadow thing is not something he can touch now and can only watch.

A trace of annoyance flashed in Chen Long's eyes. He felt his own uselessness for the first time. This feeling of powerlessness was really uncomfortable.

However, he did not continue to urge his father. Instead, he walked out of the research room, sat on the sofa, scratched his head with his hands, and continued to blame himself.

Obviously I am just an ordinary archaeologist, why do those demons and the like keep an eye on my family?

If you don’t come to make things happen, will you lose your sense of existence?

Each question made Chen Long regret a little. He thought about the scene when his father asked him to learn magic when he was a child, but he didn't want to. If then...

While he was thinking, time passed little by little.

boom!

Finally, after the midday sun moved to the west, an explosion came from the laboratory, followed by a big flash of green light and Dad's words.

"True, bottle."

"Yes sir."

Chen Long quickly walked into the research room and saw Toru filling some purple liquid with something like a test tube.

"Dad, is this the antidote?" Chen Long asked impatiently.

"Yes, as long as you apply this thing on Xiaoyu's tattoo, the tattoo will be removed and Xiaoyu will return to his original appearance." The father nodded and said.

"Okay, I'll go first!" Chen Long replied, grabbing the test tube that had been installed in Tru's hand, and ran out directly. With the infusion of righteousness, his speed would definitely break the world sprint record in every minute.

"Sir, let's go too." Tru looked at Chen Long's back and said, with a rare hint of anxiety in his tone.

After getting along for a while, everyone will fall in love with that quirky girl, and Tohru is no exception.

"Dad has refined two copies in total, keep putting them away, and keep one as a back-up at any time." Dad looked at Tru and educated him.

"Okay sir." Tru nodded and started taking action immediately.

A minute later, Dad took the potion from Tohru's hand and walked out the door, and Tohru followed suit.

When the two got into a taxi and disappeared, four figures walked out of the shadows not far away.

"Let's go, this mission should be very simple." Ah Fen said with a smile and walked slowly towards the antique store.

Lasu followed and said, "How about we call more people, what if we can't find them?"

"No way? No one can complete the task, so why doesn't Xiaolong kill us?" Zhou said worriedly.

Ah Fu, on the other hand, had already kicked open the door of the antique store and walked in without any intention of discussing with them.

La Su: "I still think we should call more people. As long as the inside is emptied, the little dragon won't be angry even if the task is not completed, right?"

Ah Fen and Zhou paused, and looked at each other: "Good attention." x2

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"Your Majesty, don't you understand?" Shen Zhao looked at the confusion in Queen Xiaoyu's eyes and asked with interest.

"Are you... kidding me?" Xiaoyu frowned and said unhappily. The surrounding ninja soldiers looked at Shen Zhao in an increasingly unkind way.

"No, no, no, this is an advanced spell. To be honest, I don't understand it either. I just translated it word for word." Shen Zhao spread his hands and said in a bachelor's manner.

This is the truth. God knows that the first page of the spell book is a spell of the soul transfer level.

Regarding the soul transfer, Shenzhao would only pull out the two souls and stuff them into different bodies respectively. However, due to the incompatibility of the bodies, the two souls would collapse.

The purpose of soul transfer is to erase this kind of inconsistency. If you are not a senior mage, don't even think about this kind of magic.

"Then find a spell you can understand." Xiaoyu looked at Shenzhao with her scarlet eyes and said in a strong tone.

Shenzhao didn't care. Xiaoyu was indeed not weak in his current state, and with Quetzalcoatl staring closely at him, it would be very difficult to solve it.

But the Demon Lord's strength lies in his immortality. Just like Blue Star is the strongest, no matter what enemy he is, those who cannot crush him will be consumed to death.

However, Shenzhao didn't mean to conflict. She is the queen. There is nothing wrong with this tone. Being soft and weak is the style of painting.

"Let me take a look...turn the page." Shen Zhao said directly after reading the first page.

In front of Xiaoyu, a ninja soldier who was half-melted into the shadow immediately obediently turned a page of the magic book. It was obvious that Shenzhao could not touch the magic book now.

And this also represents Xiaoyu's distrust of Shenzhao at this time.

"Emm... I have it." Shen Zhao looked at it and finally discovered the low-level spells. A smile appeared on his face. Sure enough, it was impossible that there were no spells that he could understand in the spell encyclopedia.

This will allow you to study higher-level spells bit by bit, allowing your wizard level to continue to rise, until you reach the level where the Holy Lord writes a complete magic encyclopedia.

"This is a summoning spell. It can summon the surrounding dead souls and make them appear. The things required are...a drop of blood, a crustacean insect, a piece of bone..." Shen Zhao counted the spells

The text on it: "Just recite the incantation 'The Dead Soul Appears' at the end."

After saying this, Shenzhao groped his chin. Sure enough, only low-level spells have special spells. Once you reach the level of a senior mage, you already have your own spells.

There is no need to abide by the complicated or simple spells, such as daddy's demons and ghosts, leave quickly. This spell represents daddy's spell.

Perhaps the so-called senior mages can be considered real mages.

A flash of understanding flashed in Xiaoyu's eyes. Apprentice-level spells are not difficult at all. They are just for ordinary people with a little bit of magic talent to get started.

Only those that require magic to construct lines are considered real magic.

"These are too simple and meaningless. Change them to something more difficult." Xiaoyu said directly.

"Of course, I will listen to you." Shen Zhao nodded and continued to scan, and soon found someone he could understand again.

"The expression of this flying technique is not written in words, just look at it." Shen Zhao understood it after just a quick glance. He knew how to do this.

Shen Zhao stretched out a hand, and a trace of flame shuttled between his fingertips, gradually forming a complex pattern. Then the pattern attached to his body, and his whole body slowly levitated.

The interest in Xiaoyu's scarlet eyes became even greater. The black shadows were dancing in her hands. She simulated the flying spell in less than a minute and successfully used it.

This speed shocked Shen Zhao. Although this thing is simple, but this talent...could it be the legendary instant understanding?

While the two were having a heated discussion, the elevator in District 13 started running.