I Keep Witches While Others Keep Dragons

"Hmm..."

Trembling, he put Jo on a stone so that she could lean against it. Andrew really couldn't stand it anymore. He collapsed to the ground and gasped for breath.

After losing magic power, all the functions of his body degenerated to the same extent as that of ordinary people.

Jo weighed 42KG. Besides, she was on the way up the mountain, so he couldn't see clearly.

It was the result of Andrew's daily practice that he could walk two hundred or three hundred meters with Jo in his arms.

If it was an ordinary person who didn't exercise much, he would have been exhausted within 50 meters?

"Put me here. There are six hundred or seven hundred meters above sea level and covered an area of at least six thousand or seven thousand hectares."

"If you don't have magic power, take me with you. You can't walk. "

"Shut up!"

Andrew glared at her and said, "You're my teammate. Wherever I go, you can go unless I'm dead!"

His words were full of malice.

However, Jo felt warm in her heart.

'What am I thinking about?'

'He is just a despicable man, who raped me. I have no choice but to be his teammate for the sake of my future.'

Jo tried to stifle some kind of affection that was about to sprout by shaking her head.

But she couldn't get rid of it anyway.

"How about this?"

Jo looked around and found a branch as thick as an arm beside her.

She picked it up and tried to make sure it was hard. Then she said, "Don't hold me anymore, or your physical strength won't be able to hold on soon."

"My right leg is fine. It's supported by a branch. You help me and we continue to walk."

Andrew glanced at Jo's left foot.

It was broken and the bones were poked out.

If it was not fixed, it might be destroyed.

Although the intermediate liquid drugs could cure her, the problem was...

In the dragon blood mist killing area, the healing liquid drugs were ineffective.

All the drugs were ineffective.

Because the drug itself was also a container of magic, a mixture of magic and medicine.

The dragon blood mist killing required mages to remove all their cultivation bases, and for items, it was forcibly ineffective.

Even ice soul essence and fire soul essence were useless in the area of the dragon blood mist killing.

Andrew couldn't even open the sky ring.

That was why Andrew had to take off all his clothes and put on the iron armor.

Because in this place, the divine clothes he wore were not as useful as the iron armor with no attribute.

At least he could withstand several strikes of swords and blades on this iron armor.

"Okay."

Andrew had a good rest and accepted the suggestion.

In this way, Jo held a branch with her left hand and put her right hand on Andrew's shoulder. With the help of Andrew, she limped up the mountain.

Although Jo walked very slowly along the way, the pain of her broken leg also tortured her.

But Andrew's hot breath made her have no time to pay attention to the pain.

The more they walked to the top of the mountain, the more desolate the plants became.

The dragon blood mist killing was fatal to plants.

Halfway up the mountain, there were almost no living plants.

Occasionally, two small plants and flowers turned blood red because of the choice of evolution in three hundred or four hundred years.

It was the same as most of the restrictions.

The closer they got to the forbidden area, the stronger the forbidden effect would be.

The vegetation was getting less and less, which was the proof of approaching the place where there used to use the magic.

At the same time, the deeper they went, the more likely they could avoid the possibility that Bingo sent people in to find them.

The visibility of fewer than 20 meters around was the natural cover provided by the dragon blood mist killing.

There was no doubt that it was advantageous to go deeper.

And most importantly.

The exclusive commission was directed at the dragon blood mist killing center.

In this way, Andrew and Jo headed for the top of the mountain with difficult steps.

It was not until night fell that the visibility around them dropped to only ten meters. The two finally arrived near the top of the mountain tiredly.

To be exact, it was about one kilometer away from the top of the mountain.

What surprised the two of them was that.

They saw someone.

Yes, there was someone in the forbidden area of the dragon blood mist killing.

And not one.

As they approached the top of the mountain, the two of them surprisingly found that there was a small village there.

In the village, men, women, old people, and children were all skinny.

They were in rags, staggering, and their eyes were glassy.

Their withered bodies were so shriveled that one could almost see their skeletons.

Everyone was neither human nor ghost.

But when they arrived near a small village, the visibility suddenly increased to thirty or forty meters. It should be because there were people here?

Because some people had been breathing, they had absorbed some of the mist, which made the vision here a little higher.

Andrew also saw the name of the village on the plaque.

Sarah Village!

This name should not be a coincidence.

No, no, no. It was illogical that someone could survive in the area of the dragon blood mist killing?

What's more, there were at least two or three hundred people in the village, but no one was talking in the whole village.

It was as quiet as a tomb.

Andrew and Jo looked at each other.

The two of them were scared.

There shouldn't be ghosts in the world.

Even if they bumped into a ghost, they wouldn't bump into many ghosts in the village at one time.

Anyway, this was the best place for Jo to rest.

"Have a rest here."

Andrew found a stone and asked Jo to sit down. Then he walked straight into the village.

"Sir, where is this?"

Andrew asked the nearest old man.

The old man stopped like a zombie, turned around, and looked at Andrew with his hollow eyes.

His bark-like lips opened feebly. Then he ignored Andrew and left.

He looked like a ghost.

Andrew found another kid.

As a result, the six or seven-year-old child also had the same reaction as the old man.

He tried to ask several people, but there was no difference.

Andrew tried to touch them.

There was no doubt that they were all living people with body temperature and pulse.

What was going on in Sarah Village?

"It's useless."

Just then, a little girl's voice came from behind.

She looked back.

A little girl about seven or eight years old with two braids appeared behind him.

She was dressed in a fiery red dress, almost integrated with the environment.

But her snow-white skin and porcelain doll-like features were particularly conspicuous in this environment.

'What? There is a normal person.'

Andrew smiled and said, "Little sister, I want to ask you where is this. My friend is injured. Can I stay here for a night?"

"Leave!"

"What?"

Unexpectedly, when the little girl opened her mouth, her cold voice made Andrew shiver.

He took a closer look.

The little girl's blood-red eyes were as dim as death.

Her deep eyes were frightening.

It was hard to imagine that a seven or eight-year-old girl would have such eyes?

Andrew wanted to ask more.

Unexpectedly, the little girl took the initiative to speak.

"This place has been cursed by the witch for 350 years."

"Get out of here, or you will also become a part of these walking corpses."