Chapter 583: Spell "Aging"

The nearest Water Dragon Temple is about 1,200 kilometers away from Xijiang City State. There was a light curtain before and there was no need to worry about it, but when the light curtain expanded to 1,600 kilometers, Chen Yi began to pay attention.

However, this was the first time he had seen a real dragon's charm, or to observe a dragon.

According to a rough estimate, the giant dragon that appeared in the sky was at least seven or eight kilometers long, slightly smaller than the one found by Chen Yi, but its shape was generally the same. I just don’t know whether it was the water dragon of the Water Dragon Temple or the descendant of the Water Dragon God.

It would be fine if it was the former, but if it was the latter, the power of the temple dragon would be re-estimated.

The yin shadow on the screen flashed in a flash, and the surging original energy disappeared without a trace, and it was short and there was no time left for Chen Yi to think.

The satellite equipped with a rocket did not even rush out of the atmosphere. It adjusted its posture as if it had reached orbit and fell head-on into the dark woods.

Many people made regrets.

The officers in charge of security became nervous, and the lieutenant colonel shouted immediately: "The search team is ready to set off."

After shouting in one sentence, he cheered up his spirit and realized that this place was not a base, and there were not many people in his search team.

After a moment, the lieutenant colonel bowed to Chen Yi a little unwillingly and said, "Mr. Chen, satellites and rockets are of great importance. Please send a search team to search."

Li Feng looked at Chen Yi and saw that he was silent. He knew that in his eyes, these satellites and rockets of the 1990s were really not worthy of dispatch, so he walked to the officer and advised: "Lieutenant Colonel Wang, the rocket is too far from the city-state of Xijiang. Our people cannot get there. Please be a little rest assured. It is not too late to set off after we assess the danger."

Chen Yi looked down on those backward satellites and rockets, but for the lieutenant colonel who was in charge of security, losing the satellite was a fatal matter.

Without thinking, he said emotionally: "You have to arrive even if you can't. If you are afraid, give me two guides and I will take someone to my own."

"There is no guide. Your rocket has landed in the no-man's land, and no one has been there." Li Feng patiently explained: "The situation in the Western Continent is different from that in the earth. The monsters in many places are quite powerful, and there are too many places where there is inconvenient access. There is no other way to drop the rocket except skydiving. Moreover, even if it is skydiving, you can't transport it back. The dense forests in the Western Continent are hundreds of meters high, and they are all dangerous areas."

What he said is the truth. The dense forests that are hundreds of meters high are clearly distributed with different habits, but they are very dangerous without exception. Whether it is parachute or aircraft landing, dozens of seconds, it is enough for several teams of monsters to hold a banquet. Soldiers below the fighting skills level are basically a delivery of vegetables to the unmanned land. Even if they use blasting methods such as fried yào, they will attract tens of thousands of powerful birds without waiting for the towering trees to fall.

To meet the requirements of the lieutenant colonel, almost 10 knights with fighting skills of level 7 or above, and the risks are huge.

These knights are more valuable than those old satellite technologies.

The lieutenant colonel did not understand the trade-offs of Chen Yi and others, and still said seriously: "If the transportation is not back, it must be blown up and you can't stay there. I have received professional training and gave me a plane, I parachute in, come out by myself, have life and death, and I will never let you be heartbroken."

Li Feng rolled his eyelids and thought to himself, if you are sick, we will be worried.

After thinking for a while, he asked Chen Yi for instructions: "Master, either send the helicopter regiment to go there? Destroy the satellite with rockets."

"Rockets may not necessarily destroy key parts. You also say they are in the forest. What if some parts are not noticed, I must go there in person." The lieutenant colonel was very persistent and naive. After he came to Xijiang City State, he was busy and had never seen the big trees in the primitive jungle. Whether it was a rocket or himself, it was almost like a firecracker when he threw them inside.

Chen Yi did not cause controversy, thought for a while, and said, "You can't go, helicopters are not safe, Li Feng, use missiles."

The missiles from the Western Continent are rags shipped from East Germany. In addition to sounding good, they are quite deteriorated in terms of price and quality. Apart from the current situation, their value is quite low.

In terms of the degree of destruction, missiles launched from a long distance are not much better than helicopters. Without satellites, it is even more difficult to observe the effect. The lieutenant colonel was anxious and jumped up and shouted: "I'll go by myself, give me a helicopter. Party members, party members stand up and walk with me. We will hike to pick up the satellite home."

With a loud bang, all the more than 40 security personnel he brought stood up, but the martial arts hall was staring at each other.

"You don't have a single party member?" The lieutenant colonel who lives in the world of party branches was incredible.

Chen Yi shrugged and said embarrassedly: "The Western Continent is in the suburbs and bad land. Okay, take a shower and go to bed. Li Feng, go and launch the shè missile."

"Yes." Li Feng's feet were closed together. When Chen Yi and others left, he waved his big hand and returned to the dormitory like an eagle catching a small man. He was taught a lesson along the way: "Your skills are equivalent to a two-legged snack."

The two-legged dim sum struggled desperately, and the hands of a group of martial arts students at level 7 or 8 were like dying fish.

Ten minutes later, the paint was removed, and the numbered missile filed off and rose into the sky, heading more than 500 kilometers away.

Chen Yi returned to the office, sniffed through the window, shook his head and said, "More than one million yuan was wasted, it's really a waste of money to fight with the government."

Jin Douna leaned down on the table to make records, highlighting her tún, and smiled and said, "The fireworks on her tail are beautiful."

Chen Yi stretched out his head and looked at her "tail" and said in agreement: "That's not it."

...

The satellite was probably expected to fail to launch a successful satellite, but the reason for its failure was like a shadow that enveloped many people's hearts.

For Chen Yi, the dragon is a threat that always exists. Since he knew the temple, he has been mentally prepared. But for domestic decision makers, this dragon looks like it is tamed by Chen Yi's family.

Of course, domestic suspicion only makes their suspicious illness worse. The dragon is the real influential thing. Fortunately, it did not show any more in the next few days.

As for the latest news, there is no strange news about the Water Dragon Temple and the similar Fire Dragon Temple.

Chen Yi breathed a sigh of relief and made a decision in his heart.

He found someone to paint the portrait of the dragon, and then took advantage of the next passage time to come to the Kingdom of San Chio.

After hundreds of containers were paid and shipped back hundreds of boxes of scrolls and agents, Chen Yi spread the long scroll of the dragon's portrait and asked through the light curtain: "Master Timothy, do you know this?"

Timothy looked closely and almost screamed.

He róued his eyes and said in a thick nasal voice: "Evil Dragon"

The Ruoyuan Paladin present also had a bad expression.

"The evil dragon means a bad dragon?" Chen Yi was worried about the translation problems.

Master Timothy nodded heavily, and his voice echoed in the empty square: "The dragons are the worst dragons. They are smart, strong and have a long lifespan, but each dragon has a mentality like a child. What's bad is that their pranks often cause great harm, and they often enjoy playing with humans and using destruction as a game. 4,500 years ago, the last dragon was killed by the mages in cooperation."

He paused and asked, "Master, where did you see the evil dragon?"

"Another continent." Chen Yi continued, "With evil dragons, there are good dragons? How to distinguish them?"

Timothy smiled bitterly and said, "Where is there something like Shanlong?"

"So. What about the Dragon Palace?" Paladins often belong to a certain dragon palace. As far as Chen Yi knows, Grendler belongs to the Yellow Dragon Palace.

Timothy laughed and said, "The Dragon Palace is the legendary wizards of the former altar hall made with the evil dragon's spirit as the core. Now the people in power are all mages."

"No dragon?"

Timothy's expression was a little weird. He hesitated for a moment and said softly: "It is said that some evil dragons can still speak."

Jing Po was probably the soul. Chen Yi was very interested, but he did not continue to ask, but turned his head, pointed to the dragon portrait, and said, "Does the evil dragon originally exist on the mainland, or is it from outside?"

"It seems to have appeared overnight." Timothy shook his head and said, "The number was very small at the beginning, and there was also the legend of the warriors subduing dragons. Later, the number increased and even ruled many areas. The current Dragon Palace almost inherited the dragon's territory."

"How did those legendary mages kill the evil dragon?" This is what Chen Yi really wanted to ask. He now knows that heavy metals have miraculous effects on the dragon, and weapons made of iridium osmium are completely possible to kill the dragon. The problem now is that the dragon I saw today flew high and fast, and even Chen Yi was not sure that he could chase him and kill him. It was like knowing that the spear could kill a tiger, but not everyone could be Wu Song.

The effect of hot weapons is probably not very good. Air-to-air missiles that break through the speed of sound may be a good choice. In addition, both bullets and shells are too slow.

Chen Yi hopes that Timothy can provide a better choice.

The latter had a weird expression and his mouth moved several times but didn't say anything.

Chen Yi stared at the big eyes and waited.

Master Timothy sighed helplessly: "The 12-level spell 'aging' can play a role in the evil dragon, greatly weakening its speed. Then, the mages can try to kill the evil dragon."

"Level 12?" The strongest spell Chen Yi has ever heard of is level 12. The level 9 spell and level 8 spell are already as strong as an atomic bomb explosion.

Timothy nodded solemnly: "Yes, level 12 spell."

"Do you do?"

"Level 12 spells must be released with the help of a scroll."

Chen Yixiyi said, "Can you do it?"

Timothy struggled and bowed, "Master, it is impossible to make level 12 spells in principle. However, the legendary mages in the past invented a way. The red-robed mages of them will contribute their strength every time, and will permanently lose 2 to 4 levels in exchange for the successful production of the 'aging' scroll. It is still the case today."

A level 6 mage is a red robe mage, but if you use a level 6 mage to make such a scroll, you may lose 4 levels. In this way, this mage is abolished. He has to use the difficulty of upgrading to level 7 to restore to level 3, and it is probably difficult for anyone to adapt to such a transformation.

The Red Robe Mage is extremely important to any country, and to some extent, it is better than materials. Chen Yi may be able to ask Timothy to force one or two scrolls, but no matter how many, it is probably impossible.

We must think of a way to have the best of both worlds.

Chen Yi was thinking, while the mages outside were nervous.
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