My summons are weird

The distance in the human mouth is like a joke to Fagutar. In just one day, he found the city-state where the girl is.

Every time he appears, it will bring unspeakable fear to the local creatures. The seventh-order giant dragon is already at the pinnacle of the era. If Sayer and Vanessa are not considered, no race can stop him.

This time was no exception. He had a panoramic view of the crowds running around in fear, ignoring those warriors and magicians who mustered up their courage to take out their weapons and stepped towards him despite the two-handed battle, and let their bows and arrows , The spell fell on the body that seemed to be carrying Qun Sen.

His eyes seem to be able to travel through time and space. Fagutar said that he only drew for a while among the crowd running like ants, and then saw the motionless figure standing like a stone in the tide.

The girl turned into a young girl, and the young girl became a woman again. Her hair was already gray at this time, but fortunately her eyes were still bright. The moment their eyes met, Fagutar recognized her, and even returned to her ear. The ballad that echoed in the forest forty years ago sounded.

The sixth-level magic [Quiet Art] is activated.

Fargutar had thrown the city into silence except for her, and he listened, wondering what she would say.

"Just woke up?"

Spanning forty years, she smiled and found the perfect excuse for Fagutar's late arrival, perhaps the moment when she waited for him to appear forty years ago but was so late, and the long forty years ago every day Recalling the past for the first time, she always excused Fagutar in this way.

"As the ones who are most used to magic, we are naturally indifferent to love and love, as if it is a curse cast by the world on us who are powerful... But at that moment, I felt the pain in my soul." Fagutar slowly He closed his eyes, as if recalling something.

"I didn't make any more excuses. As a giant dragon, I realized that I did make the wrong choice. I should have appeared that day..."

"I told her that I was hesitant, and I was unwilling to admit that I was attached to her. This is the arrogance brought about by being strong, and this arrogance eventually brought me long torture."

For forty years, the girl has not lived well, and her father said that she found a home for her, which is actually a ridiculous statement.

At the end of Melias, the city-states oppressed the lower class people to the point of madness. Just like the major city-states on the border of Solon set up taxes privately and opened up new ways to "get rich", the major lords completely turned their generals into slaves. With a fanatical impulse, the major lords in the end of Melias spent their time exploiting their subjects like an arms race.

Melias, who still firmly believes that he is at his peak, is no longer the giant owl that spread its wings only to shelter the human race, but a vicious beast lying on countless races and sucking blood.

When Fagutar hesitated, the girl's village suffered a drought. For him, the weather was only a little dry, but for ordinary people it was a nightmare.

The family of the young girl who could no longer pay taxes had to find her a husband who lived in the city-state so that she would not become a slave.

Although she wanted to refuse, she had to agree for the opportunity of "redeeming their normal status" in what her family said-although she had other ideas, but in that era, the choice did not belong to them.

With the intensification of corruption in Melias, the weakened but not too big giant owl began to fight internally, and this eventually put a heavier burden on more people who thought that living in the city-state would allow them to sit back and relax body.

As a conscientious wife, her husband died of conscription, her children died of plague, natural and man-made disasters were rampant, and she finally lived only by herself, and it became a sad thought to redeem her family.

Fagutar went mad for the first time, the majestic magic power was like a volcano erupting, and the fiery breath gushed out from his body, but he heard her who was no longer a girl sing with a voice that was no longer crisp and weather-beaten. Played the ballad of the year.

The anger enough to destroy the city-state did not subside. Fagutar took her away and accompanied her silently for the next thirty years, witnessing her aging a little bit and then returning to the earth.

In the last days of her life, she never resented anyone, she just lamented that life is always so difficult and fate is impermanent.

"Why didn't she ask for your help?" Sayer asked.

"She doesn't know the dragon, nor does she know its rank, she only knows... the dragon's anger is enough to destroy the world. In the folk songs, our activities are always accompanied by destruction, flames, and killing. Third-rate or first-rate bards, in their stories, we all have the same impression, they are used to labeling us with easy-to-understand labels, so...she was afraid that I would misunderstand her request, so...a lot of people would die people," Fagutar said, "innocent people..."

Sayer finally knows why Fagutar warned him and Vanessa the first time they met.

They all met the most tender soul who could change them, and what Fagutar can do is to end it early when the torment befalls Vanessa.

This is a heavy to suffocating curse.

Fagutar buried the girl in the woods on his back, but the curse did not stop because of her death. For a long time, Fagutar looked at the human village in the distance and always felt inexplicable grief and severe pain. It always gave him the desire to destroy everything, but that kind soul always curbed his madness at the end.

He began not to recall, and chose to sleep. In his dream, he could correct his wrong choices countless times, do whatever he wanted, and listen to her chatter all the time.

"I want to try, help me."

As Sayer expressed his idea, Fagutal's dragon head raised high, and the golden vertical pupils were like cracks, as if it could suck people's spirit into it.

With the sound of falling sand and stones, Fagutar asked tremblingly, "Do you know what you are doing?"

Sayer said: "It is very clear...I am willing to give everything for her, because she is more worthy of living than me...Only if she is alive, the world will have a chance to change, even...only a little."

Fagutar didn't try to persuade him anymore, he seemed to have seen his own shadow from Sayer. He found information about several times of magic power tides and his subjective feelings in his messy memory.

Sayer took out a scroll, "Here are some of my mental magic tricks, as knowledge... I give it to you, please help me with one more thing."

"If...if my impregnation and puppet get out of control, please... stop them."

The reel was blown back by Fagutar, and he said to Sayer, who was going to continue to increase the price: "My friend, the transaction is a blasphemy against me."

Fagutar's voice softened: "I believe in you, you will finish it... Unlike me who can't make any changes, Vanessa may return to your side, if she can witness such a miracle, she will also Will you be happy?"

One person and one dragon reached a silent promise.

Fagutar disappeared in the clouds again, and Sayer set foot on the way home.

The data is ready, just adjust the puppet's sensitivity to magic, and everything will be done.

Sayer could feel that his magic power was dissipating uncontrollably, and he solved his heart disease by changing his heart, but he had nothing to do with other problems caused by his aging body.

Feeling that his life is not long, Sayer did not go to the surrounding continents, but collected the materials needed for the last ring in Meera nearby. The drop to the eighth rank made him speed up his actions. He was anonymous and disguised. By bartering, he bought the three most critical materials for making dolls. After packing everything, he was close to the seventh level and returned to the island.

The signal that life is approaching the end is getting stronger and stronger, and he is only one step away. Now he only needs to extract the essence of the materials and let them exert super-standard effects in a concise way, and he is done.

If everything goes well...

The remote island ushered in uninvited guests. This area, which had never been reclaimed by any clan, could not be observed in detail because of Sayer's magic circle. However, after the rank fell, Sayer could no longer maintain an overly large The magic circle is running, and I don't know when it will start. This is already a heavy burden for him.

The wonderful magical atmosphere on the island attracted the attention of the sea monster, but the sea monster avoided it.

Immediately afterwards, the elves also noticed this place, and the dangerous aura did not make them retreat, but instead strengthened their belief that "there is a strange treasure on the isolated island".

The five races of dragons, elves, members of the Melias Mage Tower, dominant blood races, and magic foxes shared information one after another by chance, and formed a team of dozens of magicians to start a joint exploration.

Sayer noticed the change, and hastily ended the characterization of the puppet circle, intending to activate the barrier again to buy time.

However, even Sayer, who is as powerful as Sayer, is no match for aging. His rank has slipped to the seventh level, and he can't even control the huge magic circle under the drag of his body. His magic power is too weak to cause the slightest resonance of the magic circle arranged at the peak .

The search team pressed forward step by step, and those restrictions that could easily kill them were cracked while laughing. They laughed at the incompetence of the master of the restriction, and were amazed at how such a powerful magic breath was protected by such a weak magic .

The butterfly entered the giant halfway into the sea, and Sayer completed all the characterizations for the giant at the last moment. He only needs to separate his consciousness, become the root of the infusion, and enter the giant's body, and everything will be completed smoothly.

The irritable magic power exploded beside Sayer, and the fifth-order magic splashed on his body, and the severe pain interrupted his spellcasting.

Facing the menacing intruders and the shock and greed in their eyes when they saw the giants and butterflies, Sayer's eyes were cold.

Wearing a mask, he could only murmur in front of anyone's question: "It's only one step away, really only the last part of magic power is missing...Why do you interrupt..."

"Why do you force me to kill?"

The seventh-level magic released the ninth-level magic, which was the last bloom of Sayer's remnant body.

Dozens of top magicians from various races tried their best and fought hard, but they were still retreating steadily.

They never imagined that on an isolated island, they would encounter such a terrifying magician, with corpses strewn all over the place.

At a critical moment, the dragon passed Sayer and hit the giant and the butterfly directly—they saw that Sayer was very nervous and the two dolls.

The rescued Sayer fell into a trap, and under the influence of his declining rank, he released the monster that should have been locked in the cage.

"Dye!"

Accompanied by Sayer's loud shout, dark thoughts gushed out of his body, and quickly swept the scene. After a moment of sluggishness, all the mages laughed wildly and attacked their companions. The giant dragons even wrestled together. The sharp claws tore at the opponent's flesh and blood until the bones were exposed.

Seventh, sixth, fifth, fourth...

As if releasing the last breath in his body, Sayer's vitality quickly dissipated, and his body became limp little by little.

Having lost all his strength and unable to control his magic power, he glanced at a puppet not far away, instead of driving it, he gritted his teeth, with red eyes, and supported his body on trembling knees.

He, who is proficient in spiritual magic, could have resisted the filth at this last moment, but for some reason, he seemed to remember something, poured himself a bottle of potion, and used his body like a leaky ball to burst out like a flash of light. The magic power will wipe out all the dips.

Sayer hugged her head and kept howling, but her feet were still heading towards the sea.

Finally, like a madman, he threw himself on the butterfly, laughing wildly and whispering at the same time, completing the final depiction.

The moment his body fell into the seawater, he threw the last trace of consciousness that he thought was "clean" into the core of the giant.

"Please... revive Vanessa."

The first person in the history of Mera Continent to reach the ninth level, the talented great magician Sayel Lucamia murmured Vanessa's name over and over again before he died, and then his thoughts accompanied his body and were captured The vortex in which the giant and the butterfly fell into the water was drawn into the deep sea.

Decades later, the unpopular rule of Melias finally ignited the fire of rebellion, and the tide of magic power gave the fire a boost.

Just when the giant owl should have been able to rely on the background to continue to survive, and when the rebel army was retreating steadily, the giant and the butterfly rising from the sea quietly set foot on the land of Mera.

The tainted will of Sayel's deathbed spread from the puppet like a plague across Meera.

Fagutar, who was on the mountain peak, woke up from his deep sleep. When he looked at the terrible distortion on the earth, he looked up to the sky and howled mournfully.

Vanessa, Sayer, and her name kept coming up.

In grief, Fagutar, as promised, used flames to purify his dead friend.

He knew that there would no longer be Sayer or Vanessa in this world.

He also knew that he finally lost his last friend, and in the long time, every time he woke up, he would have no more expectations.

With a death-like determination, after several attempts, Fagutar slammed the giant and the butterfly into the deep sea again.