Netheril’s Glory - Chapter 1102

[Chapter 1094 Anxious Dragon]

It didn’t take too long to discuss how to deal with the legendary white dragon “The Princess of Winter” in the cold wind. In fact, this time, the two Morningstar professionals, who usually have a perfunctory attitude, were unexpectedly good at talking. Seraline’s “inhumane” treatment was quickly enacted after punk’s spearheaded statement.

On the surface, the development of the situation is exactly the same as the perfect answer envisioned by the “Valkyrie” – the transformation of the magic circle promised by the morning star can naturally ensure the further reinforcement of the Horaka defense line, which was made by “Whispers of Destruction” personally. In theory, it is undoubtedly impossible for a legendary warlock who is only level 23 to escape. The white dragon, who is now a prisoner, has become a genuine “cheap labor”, and the one who once flew in the sky. Evil also got the “retribution” she deserved.

It’s an act of kindness that everyone is happy with, isn’t it? You must know that when the punk nodded without hesitation and agreed to build a “forced energy transmission device” for the scarred legendary white dragon, the joyful Iberfeld even suspected that the prejudice he had always held against the morning star professional was. It’s not a ridiculous misunderstanding, at least at this moment, the naive “just girl” really feels that punk is the kind of kind and good person who is “cold-faced and warm-hearted, not seeking fame and fortune” in the legend.

After all, at the side of the caster, Anthony, who should have shouldered the burden of “kindness”, still keeps a friendly smile and does nothing…

In any case, since this matter has been so perfectly “justified”, then Iberfir, who put down a big stone in his chest, can naturally leave the Horaka defense line with joy and continue to the border area to continue purifying the farmland. After successfully punishing the evil, she was very happy and delighted. The girl with shining blond hair set off on the road with passion and a smile before she left.

But from the point of view of the hapless white dragon Seralin, it really couldn’t be worse to end up like this.

After only one day passed, the punk who abides by the promise has already tied the chain made overnight to the body of “Princess Winter” expressionlessly, and in the process, even endured the tearing of flesh and blood. The pained dragon kept trying to imply that the gloomy-eyed Morningstar Mage wanted to save her life, but she never got any sympathetic and kind reply from “Destruction Whisper”.

Under the ruthless control of punk, the steel nails engraved with the morning star level magic runes are only extraordinarily rough and tyrannical to replace the original steel spikes and penetrate the spine of the white dragon. In order to prevent the wound from returning to health, the pale bones are exposed. Stubble’s severed limb wound was tightly wrapped by magic metal.

So Seralin at this moment has completely turned into a miserable “dragon stick” that can only crawl in the gravitational formation, although it is only a morning star-level alchemy chain with a little enchantment spell applied. It’s not strictly magical equipment, but it’s still enough to imprison the scarred body and soul of an ordinary legendary professional and prevent every wound from healing.

Maybe in the long “Dragon Life” process of “Princess Winter”, she has never been so embarrassed and powerless.

“Damn, the script shouldn’t be played like this! Why does Mr. Doom Whisper help that nasty bitch who doesn’t follow the rules? Could it be… Does he think I’m completely useless?”

Thinking anxiously, the Winter Princess, who unknowingly had fear in her heart, couldn’t help but cursed secretly. The giant dragon, who was locked in the small underground space, even habitually tried to fan it for a while. Wings express inner worries.

But soon, the stinging of cold magical energy from the bones and the dense runes flashing on the ground reminded her for the first time of a painful and depressing fact – she had lost both wings and even Limbs, the current “Winter Princess” is no longer the powerful legendary white dragon.

“No, it shouldn’t be like this, hurry up and hurry up and think…. If you really want to imprison an ordinary legend according to the idea of the “Valkyrie” by means of a morning star mage, he only needs to use a simple method That’s all it takes, Mr. Sai’an doesn’t need to waste precious morning star-level materials to make these more than ten heavy shackles, right? Seralin! You are also a legendary dragon, and your veins flow from Tiamat. The inheritance of… a legendary white dragon is valuable at any time, you must calm down as soon as possible!”

Enduring the pain of the wound on her body and shaking her head, the “Winter Princess” who tried to dispel the fear in her heart is indeed a legendary dragon who has finished breaking free from the cage. After a brief panic, she was given a rare moment of alone time. Soon he regained his sanity.

Yes, unlike the “Justice Girl” Iberfiel who likes to make decisions through the “faction”, Seralin, as a legendary member of the Zhentarim Society of the evil camp, is obviously better at thinking about issues from the perspective of interests, and she is at this moment. The thinking about what “Whispers of Destruction” is doing is quite correct.

As the legendary White Dragon thought, if Punk really decides to completely abandon a foolish dragon who was defeated and captured, then he is considered a “master alchemist” known throughout the multiverse (Mimibez’s wares spread out) Did he really need to use the valuable Morningstar material to create a chain strong enough to bind the dragon’s body three times?

“It’s not necessary! It’s not necessary at all! It must not be necessary… Yes, this iron chain may have a “small function” that I don’t know about, but I can’t say it!”

Taking advantage of her “guardian” to go out to check the energy circuit and not come back, she silently muttered to herself Seralin couldn’t help comforting herself while trying to run her thoughts.

And after thinking about it so seriously… She really thought of some clues in the words Punk left when he left after installing this set of confinement equipment for herself.

“Sad loser, I think with your IQ, I’m afraid you can’t even remember the title of your master”?

This is a joke and ridicule that sounds a bit redundant and a bit inexplicable. At that time, Seralin thought it was just a wicked mockery made by the morning star mage to the embarrassed self, but now think about it carefully… …

“My title of “Master”? Isn’t the title of old Ayman the “Crimson Scepter”?”