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Chapter 44

"do not!!"

Frightened, they spread out a little more, for fear of irritating her.

Dolores also bared her teeth in pain, and it was definitely not her first choice to achieve her goal by hurting herself, but she really had no choice but to act urgently.

At least she was sure of one thing, that is, they wanted a complete self——

This can actually become her own weight, Dolores really didn't expect it.

"Take me there! You don't know what I can do!"

The tip of the rod flipped in her hand, and it became a very menacing weapon again.

"Okay! I'll take you there! You calm down..."

Finally, an older man in white robe raised his hand, looked at her nervously, and stepped back to make way for her.

"You are not allowed to follow!"

Dolores yelled loudly, then quickly walked to the man's side and put the tip of her stick against his waist: "Let's go."

The white-robed man had no choice but to raise his hands high and lead her through the stone castle.

Dolores looked at the ocean and beach outside the window, and her heart was shaken for a moment. She silently calculated the probability of escaping from here.

Well, although she seems very strong now that she has a hostage in her hand, she is quite sure that the migratory birds will stay at all costs.

She hissed, the wound on her hand was painful, but fortunately she didn't dare to hit herself too hard, the bleeding had stopped.

Dolores carefully wiped the bloodstains on her arms on her robe, and the other migratory birds who saw her in the corridor rushed towards her as if they were facing a big enemy.

"Back off!!"

She threatened like this, and the man in white robe led her to a certain door.

"Open the door."

She poked the man's back with the tip of the stick, and the man stiffened immediately, and helplessly pushed the door open for her.

This is a circular hall with a structure similar to a church. Countless beams of light were poured into the window, shining on the statue of the goddess, and at the same time making Dolores squint her eyes.

There was an old man standing under the statue, with a gorgeous robe, but a stooped figure. She didn't even notice him at first sight under the strong light.

"His Royal Highness, it is an honor to meet you."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Dolores recognized that he was indeed the leader whom he had seen on the boat.

Dolores threw the staff aside, and it hit the newly laid carpet on the ground with a muffled sound.

The white-robed man immediately hid away and looked at the old man worriedly.

He bowed deeply to her: "I am Dolly Lance, I hope you will understand my behavior."

Dolores didn't want to waste time with him, and strode towards him with a gloomy expression: "What about the siblings?"

Dory Lance's ravine face was very plain, and his snow-white hair and beard were like a ball of fire. He glanced at her with cloudy eyes: "I'm sorry."

"Strack's men took them away."

Dolores clenched her fists tightly.

What will happen to them?

Dory Lance's eyes fell on her arm: "Please allow me to treat you—"

He took half a step back, revealing the altar behind him.

Under the goddess statue is a small pool, shallow and wide, and the rippling liquid in it is a strange golden color.

This reminded her of the bottle Odin gave her, and the sea of ​​souls contained in it probably looked like this.

She turned her eyes to the side, and saw the small golden bottle beside it, there was still half of it in it, and the other half was used by Loki to concoct the curse-breaking water for her.

Dory Lance walked to the side of the pool, carefully picked up the bottle, and after twisting the cork with great effort, his lips moved, as if silently chanting some spell.

The little bit of liquid poured out from the mouth of the bottle and turned into a short golden thread that flashed in the air. After falling into the pool, the shallow water seemed to be filled with surging golden mist, emitting a more intense light than before. .

He scooped up half a scoop with a water ladle and handed it to her tremblingly.

"Just a sip..."

Dolores had no room to resist, she watched him finish all these quietly, her eyes met his cloudy eyes for a few seconds.

She took the ladle and lowered her head to take a sip.

The liquid seemed to come alive after entering it. It didn't have any smell, but it had a strong sense of existence, as if it was constantly surging, and then quickly turned into a wave of energy, filling her limbs and bones warmly.

She even felt that her wound was a little itchy.

Dory Lance took the water ladle in her hand and motioned for her to raise her hand.

He scooped up a little with his hands and poured it over the wound on her arm.

Visible to the naked eye, the water seemed to be poured on a sponge, and it was absorbed instantly. Dolores could clearly feel the liquid surging on her wound, and then evaporated.

The small opening squirmed and closed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was no scar at all. If it wasn't for the remaining blood, she would have wondered whether everything that happened before was an illusion.

The unabsorbed water flowed through the wound and was carefully received into the water ladle by him. Dory Lance turned around silently and poured back the remaining water in the water ladle.

However, at the next moment, the surface of the water seemed to be activated by some kind of activity suddenly, the light flashed, and the excitement surged like boiling.

However, it soon returned to calm.

Dory Lance quietly watched the water subside before speaking: "Just a little bit of your blood can have such an effect."

Dolores suddenly understood what her blood would be used for.

"Is that why you need me?"

"Yes, that's right, we have to do this..."

His body was hunched, he walked to the edge of the pool, and suddenly picked up a small silver knife and cut his palm.

The bright red blood fell into the pool, and the water burst into dazzling light instantly, but it didn't boil. He dipped his palm into the water, picked it up again, and the wound was gone.

"I am a pure Nahagana, but I can't do it. I have countless companions who came to this planet with me. They died one by one, and I am the only one-you are the crown prince, only your blood can Break through the shackles and open the passage through the barrier."

Dollylands is the first generation of migratory birds?

He seems to be on the verge of death now, and all his companions have died on the earth, while the other migratory birds are all descendants left with the earth people.

Indeed, only Dolores, who has the blood of the crown prince in her body, has such blood power.

But she was merciless: "Even if you tell me, should I sacrifice obediently?"