When Xinghui Longshaxing opened his eyes, it was already the morning of the next day.
The evil star found himself in a glass container, his hands and feet were tightly bound by steel rings, making him unable to move. The air holes in the container were very small, making him a little breathless.
Dragons will not die due to lack of oxygen. Even if they suffocate for a long time, they will enter a state of suspended animation and rely on consuming the inherent photons in the body to maintain life. However, hypoxia is certainly not a comfortable experience. Dragons will also suffer from hypoxia.
Feeling dizzy and numb all over.
Moreover, it wasn't just the lack of oxygen that made him uncomfortable. His heart felt like it was being pulled tightly, and the pain was unbearable.
He endured these uncomfortable feelings and tried his best to look around, hoping to understand his current situation. He could see the scene outside through the thick glass of the container, which was a laboratory filled with various instruments.
He remembered. He was captured alive by the Hungarians. Not only did they use the killer whale golem to plot against him, they also had the [Dragon Slaying Technique] that specifically restrained dragons. He should have felt that they had gone to such great lengths to capture a dragon.
Is it better to be annoyed or to feel honored?
For a long time before he met Arthur, the evil star had never been "taken seriously" in this way. He had never experienced love or hate. The world only gave him indifference until he met Arthur and the others.
(Arthur...)
"Has the experimental subject woken up? How is the experiment going?" A voice interrupted the evil star's thoughts.
"The experiment was very successful, Patriarch Leonard." A fox researcher replied, his disgusting face ecstatically narrating, "The key fragment of the wall of the world has been successfully attached to the body of the experimental subject. The vitality of the dragon is really
It’s incredible that after enduring six key fragments, he is still alive.”
The fragments of the key to the wall of the world! Evil Star finally understood. The uncomfortable feeling of being tightly pulled in his heart turned out to be the fault of these fragments!
The evil star heard from Arthur and the others that the foxes were making the Wall of the World [Master Key]. Using that as a sacrifice, the Wall of the World can be opened.
That was the purpose of their efforts to capture the evil star! On the one hand, they eliminated a huge strategic threat, and on the other hand, they also obtained the materials for the [Key]. ------The damn foxes are really
Can calculate!
Those key fragments continuously absorb the dragon's vitality from the body of the evil star, making the dragon extremely weak. The opponent does not need to use dragon-slaying techniques to restrain the dragon, and the evil star has become unable to struggle, let alone escape.
Leonard*, the new leader of the fox clan, approached the glass container, poked the container with his finger, and at the same time looked at the golden boy in the container with a victor's sneer: "Not so majestic, isn't it, Jin Shining Shining? --
---Why is he still wearing a suit of armor? Don't you need to disarm him?"
(*Note: The previous fox leader Red has been killed by Arthur.)
"Well," the fox researcher said hesitantly, "the armor...can't be removed. This dragon probably just changed its shape using magic, and the [armor] is actually part of his body."
"Oh, those should be the dragon scales on his body, right?" The fox tribe leader suddenly showed a fierce look, and his greedy eyes stared at the evil star: "This golden shining must be a rare dragon, and the scales of this golden dragon must be
It's very valuable. ------You guys can find a way to peel off the scales on his body. It doesn't matter if it hurts a little, he will heal on his own anyway."
The fox researchers walked towards the evil star with sneers. It was a greedy and shameless smile like an animal, worse than humans.
The evil star has a bad premonition. All the pain in this world will soon befall him.
At the same time, the werewolf boy Bedivere chewed those sesame seed cakes that were tasteless and as rough as chaff. This was their breakfast.
It was not because the food was unpalatable that made him so unhappy. He heard about the massacre in Egypt from the Khajiit boy Albert last night, and his faith began to waver.
Albert put down the food in his hand, and looked at Bedivere with his big, smart, ice-blue eyes: "Still worried about what happened yesterday? Forget it, it has nothing to do with you, so don't pay too much attention to it.
"
Bedivere frowned. The werewolf boy had such a strong sense of justice that it was absolutely impossible for him not to care.
"Don't you want to finish telling your adventure story, meow?" Albert urged, his snow-white tiger fur reflecting the dazzling light in the candlelight, "After you were captured by that Paramedes,
What happened?"
"I'm very tired, can you stop talking here for now..." Bedivere begged. He was distracted and was not in the mood to tell stories at all.
It's noisy outside. It's only eight o'clock in the morning, and it's not yet dawn in the Dark Territory. What are the tigers noisy about in this pitch-black morning?
"That meow?" Albert saw Bedi's eyes falling on the window sill and immediately explained, "They seem to have won a beautiful battle, and they are all celebrating now."
Did the Hungarians win the battle? In other words, mankind lost one. After hearing this, Bediwell felt even heavier. Another innocent blood was shed in vain.
Stupid human beings, stupid world. The most stupid person is himself, because he is confused and doesn't know which camp to be happy for.
"Bedi?" Albert saw through the werewolf boy's thoughts, "If this cat cares, do you want to go out and take a look at meow?"
Bedivere shook his head hurriedly. He felt fear subconsciously and didn't want to know what was going to happen next. "What's there to see? Besides, wasn't I imprisoned here by you? Can I move freely?"
"I said yes." Albert quickly finished the sesame seed cakes on the plate and pulled Bediwell out of the house.
At eight o'clock in the morning, the village of the Fierce Tooth Clan was still shrouded in fog and darkness. The tiger men were surrounding the village square with rough torches made of coarse cloth from tree branches and animal grease. There was a huge deep pit in the square.
, surrounded by a fence made of sharp wooden stakes, with more torches placed at random inside, shining brightly into the pit like daylight.
This should be a death battle arena.
"It's such a waste to light so many torches. It seems that they won a big victory this time and are celebrating." Albert squeezed into the crowd and said.
Bedi was pushed by the two guards behind him, and followed Albert, approaching the center of the square.
He saw several human beings tied with ropes being escorted by guards in the square. They were all in ragged clothes. They seemed to be Roman soldiers who had been captured on the battlefield and brought here.
He saw a giant beast in a cage on the other side. It was a monster that wandered in the underdark, a giant porcupine with spikes all over its body.
The thing had only one pair of red eyes on its dark body. It seemed to be starving and looking for food to satisfy its hunger. It also seemed to be mad because it was locked in a cage and looking for an opponent to fight to vent its anger.
Bedivere could already predict what these tiger people planned to do.