"Uh... why, why?" Hearing Bedivere's strange request, the white dragon man had a bad feeling.
"Didn't you say that you were dragging us down by doing nothing along the way? Then I will arrange a job for you now." Bedivere sneered, "Although your wings cannot be used for flying now, they are still very useful.
.Flap your wings hard and help us propel this ship! This is your job."
"Hmm...Okay." The white dragon man was obviously not willing. It was very tiring to keep the dragon form all the time. Now he had to keep flapping his wings to boost the raft. If he didn't want to go back, he couldn't.
I really didn’t get much help on the road, and now I can only make up for it with manual labor.
Elaine sat at the stern of the boat, facing towards the stern and flapping her wings rapidly. The boat moved quickly under the combined thrust of the dragon wings and the thrust of the propeller, and climbed over a mountain in the blink of an eye.
"Awesome! Keep up the momentum!" The werewolf said happily while steering the helm: "Flap the right wing hard and it will fly to the right."
From this height, Bediville can already see the Nile River in the distance among the mountains. If you keep going in this direction, you will soon reach the Sixth Waterfall. It is now half past five in the evening, and the sky is completely dark.
Before darkness fell, we climbed up to the last waterfall and set up camp for dinner. Everything was so beautiful.
Of course, they won't always be so lucky. Since it's a journey, accidents will always happen.
"What is that?" Palamedes looked alertly at a large black figure approaching in the distance.
"Oh my god ---" the werewolf exclaimed when he saw the menacing black figure clearly: "Warcraft!!"
It was a thirty-foot-long, giant Nile Black Vulture—the absolute dominance of the air on the Nile River! And the hot air balloon (raft) that Bediwell and the others were riding in was just a meal in its eyes.
Little dessert.
At the same time, King Arthur's palace was in the castle dungeon.
"How awesome!" Little Husky waggled his dog's tail and exclaimed in front of a huge ruby embedded in the wall.
"That's awesome!" Little Hal also wagged his cat's tail and exclaimed at another exquisitely carved solid gold vase on the road.
This dungeon is indeed a treasure trove. There are all national treasures along the way. Even a gemstone decorated on the wall and a vase on the ground look priceless.
Of course, the two children are different from the adults. They have no concept of money and the preciousness of these things. Looking at these treasures is just passing by. If you look at the decorations along the way in an adventure game, you will leave after just one glance.
. Otherwise, they would be covered in precious stones and gold ornaments and would be unable to move.
It was precisely because they did not covet the treasures here that they did not incur fatal consequences. --- A tall figure lurked quietly in the darkness, following the footsteps of the two children.
"Hey, guess who built this huge castle?" Husky touched a ruby on the wall and said, "Why do these gems glow by themselves when we get closer? Okay."
Magical."
"Mom said, this is the legacy left by the ancient God-human race." Hal also looked around with fascination in the passage of the old castle, sighing: "The God-human race, well, it seems to be from a long time ago, ancient
They traveled through the universe with unimaginable technological civilization, meow. Their past is like our distant future, well, I don’t know very well, meow.”
"Then, they are the so-called [time travelers] Wang? Cool---"
"But they all died in the end, meow." Hal continued, "It seems to be because of something...[Degeneration of the Soul] Meow."
"What is [soul decay] woof?"
"I don't know, no one knows. Meow." Hal stopped and looked at another large vase for a long time. The withered flower was still on the vase.
This vase seems to have special antiseptic power. The flowers have not rotted after thousands of years, but it has dehydrated and withered into a dried flower. The body is still there, but something inside has disappeared without a trace.
"The gods are like this flower. There is no problem with their bodies, but something inside just evaporates out of thin air. Their bodies lose their souls and fall down, and they never wake up again."
"It's so scary." Husky also came over and looked at the dried flower. He said scary, but there was no feeling of "fear" in his tone: "Hal, do you think people really have souls?"
Woof?"
"I don't know, meow. Maybe meow?" Hal thought of the ghost ship he encountered last time at sea.
After that, his brothers gave him a lot of counseling, just to make the frightened little Hal understand that what he encountered was not actually a ghost. But he had seen Captain David Jones made of black mist with his own eyes, and that feeling
It's exactly the same as [ghost].---So, can we tell clearly whether people have souls?
"Even if I don't know if there is one, I still want to believe that there are souls in this world and the world after death." Husky tugged at the corner of the little black panther's clothes and motioned to continue moving forward: "In this case, we can
Can we reunite with our dead relatives?"
"Yes...it's meow."
"If there is no soul, if there is nothing left after death, it would be really terrible." Husky, who was walking in front, stopped wagging his tail: "I can't imagine that I can no longer feel my own soul.
In that situation, mommy said that dying would be like falling asleep forever and not feeling anything. But that would be too boring."
After all, he was just afraid of being bored, afraid that he would be bored in his eternal sleep after death.
But what is the reality? No one knows.
"I'll tell you a secret, but you can't tell others..." Husky stopped while walking, turned around and whispered: "I am actually the child that Daddy and Mommy picked up and raised.
Wang. Mommy said that my biological parents have been killed by monsters."
"Husky..." Hearing this suddenly, Hal didn't know how to deal with it. He could only look at the dog-man boy blankly.
"No, don't show that expression." The dog-man boy said with a smile: "My mommy is very good to me, and I am living a good life. I don't care about my parents who have been dead for a long time."
...It's just that I often have this feeling. My biological parents are actually always with me. As long as I close my eyes, I seem to be able to feel them."
The Leopard Man boy was silent for a while. He had not had the care of his father since he was a child, and his mother was often not at home. He only had two brothers to take care of him when he grew up. He thought that his life was miserable enough.
But the dog-man boy in front of him was actually a hundred times more miserable than him. Both of Husky's parents died when he was young, and he was adopted by his current parents. However, his parents divorced, leaving only his mother to take care of him when he grew up. With such a life experience, Husky
I can still live a strong life, actually---
"Stop talking." The dog-man boy seemed to be able to see sympathy in the other person's eyes, which actually stung him. He turned around to avoid the little black panther's gaze: "Look, there is a room in front of me!
I’m very curious about what treasures there are inside.”
He walked to the door, and just as he was about to push it open, the ancient door opened automatically, as if welcoming the child into it.
"Automatic door! Cool---" The dog-man boy entered the room.
"Wait, wait, meow!" Harzhu hurried up with his cane. The fast walking made him panting. After all, he only had one kidney.
"Oh my god---" When he entered the room, he was so surprised that he even forgot to gasp.
In front of the two young men, there was a magnificent hall that was a hundred times more luxurious than the corridor filled with treasures. It was like the palace of a king from an ancient dynasty. The place was extremely majestic and breathtakingly majestic.
But what shocked the two of them the most was not this extremely gorgeous palace.
What shocked the two of them the most was an ancient corpse that seemed to have been dead for a long time on the throne of the palace.
The ancient corpse, which was wearing royal robes and looked to be that of a great king, was opening its dry but uncorrupted eyelids at this moment, revealing two groups of white light in its eyes, examining the two orc youths.
The golden scepter in the ancient corpse's hand is still clearly engraved with its owner's name.
---The great founding king of Kelton, Cather D. Pantorachen, is buried here.
---For the ancient king of Kelton, this is only a temporary sleep, not an eternal sleep.
At the same time, Attenborough, King Arthur's office.
The King of Knights' phone rang infrequently. Only a handful of people could access that phone through the internal line. Most people who wanted to contact the King had to go through countless checkpoints and lines, which was almost impossible.
And when the ornately decorated golden phone on the table rings, it usually means there is some major national issue that needs the King of Knights to deal with.
No matter how busy he was with the work at hand, Arthur had no choice but to put down his pen and answer the phone call seriously.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he answered the phone, Queen Greenville's hurried and panicked voice came from the phone: "Ah, Arthur, something serious is going to happen!"
"Calm down, Greenville. What's going on?"
"Husky and Hal are missing!" Greenville exclaimed: "They were still taking a nap in the children's bedroom at noon, but suddenly they disappeared. I have sent all my hands to look for them, but there is no one yet.
Find them!"
The King of Knights was puzzled for a while: "You called me during office hours just to find two lost children?"
"They are not just two [lost children]! Hal is your nephew!" Greenville said incredulously, "And little Husky...well, he is Lianyin's son, Lianyin
The voice is yours again... Okay, it doesn't matter to you. --- In short, we promised to take care of our two children, so we can't break our promise! They have their own shortcomings, how can I tell Vivian and Lian
Audio explanation?"
Hearing that Greenville was a bit incoherent, Arthur sighed: "Okay. I'll come back and find those two naughty boys. That'll be alright."
"You have to hurry up! They can't last long! They must be lost in some dark and cold corner of the castle now, scared to death! If you don't hurry up and save the children, they will-----
-" Greenville's whimpering interrupted her words.
Unable to wait for Greenville to finish crying, Arthur asked impatiently: "Uh, what will happen to them?"
"They won't be able to make it in time for tea time!"
The King of Knights squeezed it hard. If the microphone hadn't been made particularly strong, or if he had held back his strength at the critical moment, the phone would have definitely been crushed.
"I'll be right back." The King of Knights suppressed the anger in his heart and hung up the phone.
He took out a piece of fire dragon scale: "Evil Star, are you there?"
A subspace exit was opened, and Xinghui Dragon, who transformed into a golden-armored boy, walked out of the subspace.
"Wow, what's wrong with you?" The King of Knights couldn't help being startled when he saw his old lizard friend. The evil star is still the same evil star as before, and even his boyish appearance is exactly the same as seven years ago (with the help of transformation
Magic), but this dragon from head to toe, even the golden armor on its body (actually the scales of evil stars) is full of scars, damage, and blood stains.
As epic photon creatures, dragons have extraordinary regeneration capabilities. Generally speaking, they will not be injured like this, nor will they suffer scars that cannot be healed.
The way the evil star is now covered in scars seems to say that he has been fighting every moment for the past seven years and has never stopped getting hurt.
"Hey, long time no see, Arthur." Evil Star wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "You don't need to worry about my affairs. Let's take care of yours first. Why did you suddenly summon me? I hope you have one
Good reason."
Arthur was puzzled.
The evil star seemed to be busy and not in a good mood. If this proud dragon knew that he was summoned just to help find two brats, Xinghui Dragon would definitely get angry.
The King of Knights' mind was spinning rapidly, and he quickly came up with an excuse: "I want to use your keen sense of smell to find someone. A very important person who is related to the fate of Great Britain."
"You want to use my nose to find someone?!" Hearing this, Evil Star was still angry, "You have so many elite soldiers under your command, and there are quite a few who can use the Eagle Eye Technique, and there are even more people with a keen sense of smell, right?"
Why are you still borrowing my nose? Are you so short of people in Pantoraken?"
"Ahem------it's not [Pantolaken] now, it's [British]." The Knight King corrected with a groan: "And, no, it's not a problem of lack of people at all. I
The area where you are asked to find someone is very special. All detection magic, including eagle eye magic, will be ineffective in that area. It is even more impossible to rely on ordinary sense of smell to find someone. That area has
A special barrier that can quickly purify smells and prevent tracking. All in all, no other means will work. In the end, the only way to find it is to rely on the dragon's [photon sense of smell]."
"Oh, really?" Evil Star showed an incredulous expression, his anger was covered by surprise: "What area is so special?"
"My palace." King Arthur smiled coldly and said lightly.