The King of Knights didn't believe the evil star's description of "feeling the breath" before, but now, he completely believes it. The door in front of him exudes an unpleasant feeling, which is combined with the "stinky" smell in the sense of smell.
Completely different, but the feeling of disgust is exactly the same - in short, very disgusting.
There seems to be something powerful in it, but it shouldn't exist in the world. It makes people feel chills running down their spines, making them so disgusting that they don't want to get close to it.
King Arthur never expected that, just looking for two missing children, he would find something so disharmonious in his palace.
But what surprised Wang the most was that this door should not exist.
"Where did it come from?" The King of Knights exclaimed in a low voice: "How many times have I checked back and forth in my castle to ensure that there is nothing that threatens safety in the palace? ------ Why did I do this?
Ignore this door?"
"One possibility is that you were careless and missed it." Evil Star sneered and said sarcastically, "The other possibility is that this door did not exist in the first place and someone added it later."
"The third possibility is that it originally existed, but was hidden by powerful invisibility magic, so that no one can find it." Knight Lancelot of the Round Table appeared behind King Arthur: "It probably only exists under certain conditions."
appear."
The King of Knights looked back at the handsome blond knight: "Lancelot, don't follow me, go back and protect Greenville."
"Why are you both like this?" Lancelot smiled angrily: "Queen Greenville also said the same thing. She thinks you may need a helper, Your Majesty."
"No need. I can handle it alone, let alone the evil star." Arthur opened the door carefully: "Lancelot, if you want to help so much, just stay outside the door to prevent any danger."
Something escaped from the door."
"As you command, Your Majesty." The blond knight also thought this was a good idea, so he did not refute.
The King of Knights entered this deep chamber. The chamber, which was less than thirty square feet, looked like a utility room, but King Arthur had never seen the debris piled in it.
It seems like a different world here, with a completely different atmosphere from the king's palace.
Fortunately, those two brats could endure this weird atmosphere and didn't run away crying. King Arthur thought to himself. At this time, he had noticed the vent cover on the ground.
When he looked up at the vent on the ceiling, he only felt a disgusting smell seeping out of it. It was obvious that this ventilation duct led to somewhere else, an ominous world.
"It's there, what are you waiting for? Climb in quickly?" Evil Star urged.
"Don't be stupid. How can I climb in such a small ventilation duct?"
It would be possible if they were children, Arthur thought. The two little naughty boys climbed in without any doubt.
"Well... As human beings, your bodies are really troublesome. Let me find a way for you." The evil star flew down from the head of the King of Knights and changed back to the appearance of the boy in golden armor: "First of all, I put my
blood for you."
"Replenishing dragon blood at this time?" The King of Knights looked at the evil star in confusion.
"Come on, drink quickly." Evil Star didn't bother to explain to King Arthur, and directly cut his own wrist with a dagger, and bright red dragon blood poured out from the wound on his wrist.
Arthur reluctantly leaned forward and took a few deep breaths.
"Hmm..." Evil Star made a strange sound, and Arthur glared at him.
"Ahem..." Jin Shining took his arm back and coughed a few times: "Now, your body should be filled with my power. Including my [memory]."
Arthur didn't understand: "...Okay, then what?"
"With the dragon's blood, I also teach you the method of activating transformation magic. Then, you can temporarily transform into my appearance...Theoretically." Xinghui Long said: "With this young man's body,
, you should be able to go through that kind of vent, right?"
The King of Knights rolled his eyes at the dragon: "Transformation magic? ---I am a human being, do you think this is really possible?"
It is no longer simply using Creation Magic to make oneself bigger or smaller. Transformation Magic involves changing the size of bones, muscles, and internal organs. It is the most complex branch of Creation Magic.
"Don't worry at all." The evil star chuckled: "You are not a human, you are more like a monster than me. Aren't your wings also transformed by using the power of dragons and succubi?"
You can change your wings, but how difficult is it to change your whole body?"
Indeed, the King of Knights was stunned for a moment. Maybe he can really try it.
"Close your eyes, concentrate, and try to imagine what you will look like after shrinking." The evil star said: "I have left you the [blueprint], you should be able to do it easily."
"Please don't forget, I don't have much magic talent..." Arthur agreed in confusion, closing his eyes at the same time, trying to change his body according to the evil star's guidance.
"Yes, that's it, keep imagining, imagine that you still look like you did during the period. Let your bones shrink, your muscles become smaller and thinner, and then ------ it's done!"
Following the guidance of the evil star, Arthur opened his eyes and looked at his arm. It was an arm that had doubled in size. Arthur became as tall as the evil star - and the evil star also reduced himself to
He became smaller and looked like a seven-year-old boy.
"Huhuhu, I really hope there is a mirror here so that you can take a look at what you look like now." The evil star looked at Arthur who had turned into a child and sneered. His vocal cords became thinner and his voice became like that of a seven-year-old.
Child.
"You're not much better." King Arthur looked at the evil star who had turned into a child, and said back in his immature voice: "I feel very bad, my limbs are weak, and my head is dizzy. How can I fight in this state?"
.------How long can this magic last?"
"Depending on one's physical condition, it can last up to half an hour. I hope it's enough for us to pass through this ventilation duct." Evil Star looked up at the ceiling: "I'm fine, I'll be fine if I activate the magic again. But what's yours? -
--If the transformation is canceled midway, you will------hehehe!"
Without saying a word, Arthur jumped up to the ceiling, grabbed the edge of the vent and climbed in. He was indeed a little scared.
----If he releases this magic while crawling in the ventilation duct, the King of Knights may turn back into an adult and get stuck in the ventilation duct, with all his internal organs and bones crushed by his own size. That is a kind of
What a terrible way to die.
He could only buy time and crawl through this unknown length and distance of the ventilation duct as quickly as possible.
At the same time, somewhere in the castle.
Husky opened his eyes and found that he was in a dungeon. He only felt that his whole body was weak and weak, as if his physical strength had been drained. He turned his head to look, and next to him was the leopard boy Hal.
, Hal seemed to have suffered the same thing and was in a coma.
Husky tried his best to remember what had happened before.
That's right, he and Hal entered a luxurious hall, and there was the corpse of an ancient king in it. The corpse opened its "eyes" and looked at the two teenagers who entered the hall. Just when Haski felt something was wrong,
While trying to escape, the corpse had already rushed in front of the two teenagers at a very high speed and stretched out its skeletal hands. The moment he was touched by the corpse hands, Husky felt only the strength in his whole body.
After being drained, his body was soon completely taken over by numbness and cold, and he lost consciousness.
When he came to this weird castle, although the dog-man boy was mentally prepared for the adventure, he was still easily knocked down. If that mummy is the devil in the game, then Husky and the others must be
A rookie hero who was not level enough and was instantly killed by the Demon King with one blow.
What a shame. Husky struggled to get up, but he had almost no strength left in his body and fell awkwardly as soon as he got up.
"Ha...Huski meow!" The little black panther seemed to have woken up, calling in a low voice.
"Are you awake?" Husky struggled to crawl on the ground and finally got to his friend: "Hal, are you okay?"
Hal is not well at all. The little black panther's body was already very weak, and after such a torment, his vitality has bottomed out, and now he is on the verge of death.
"So tired... so hungry, meow." Hal said angrily: "I really want to eat... daddy's cooking, meow..."
Damn it! If this continues, Hal will definitely weaken and die! We must rescue him from here, the sooner the better! Husky looked at the surrounding environment. This ancient dungeon is dark and dirty, and the walls are full of
It was covered with moss. The cell door was tightly closed and could never be opened with the strength of a young man.
What to do? What to do?! The dog-man boy was so anxious that he almost cried.
"So... so cold, meow..." Hal whispered: "Fire... where's the fire, meow?"
"There is no fire, but ---" The dog-man boy hugged the leopard-man boy tightly and used his own body temperature to provide heat to the other person. "This will make it a little warmer."
"Still, it's still very cold, meow..." The little black panther shivered, and there was even a chill in his mouth when he spoke.
"Ugh...How about this?" Husky's whole body was shaking, moving his already sore hands and feet, and rubbing each other constantly to generate more heat.
He rubbed so hard that he was soon out of breath. But he didn't know if this heat could be transmitted to the other person.
"Ha, Hal? Is it still cold?" he asked breathlessly.
The Black Panther boy was still trembling and began to lose consciousness. The situation was extremely bad. Under this situation, even Husky, who was naturally optimistic and had a carefree personality, began to be afraid.
"Hal...I'm sorry...I'm really sorry." He hugged his friend and cried softly.
He had never regretted anything he had done. Only this time, when his curiosity almost killed his friend, did he truly taste fear and regret.
But he also knew that crying alone would not solve the problem. If nothing was done, his friend would really weaken and die.
"I will definitely protect you, Wang. I promised Wang." He took off his and Hal's shirts, wrapped himself and the Black Panther boy tightly together, and let his body temperature pass directly to the other person. He didn't care
Due to physical fatigue, I used my remaining strength to rub my hands together crazily to create heat.
His body began to become as warm as a furnace. This heat was transmitted to the other person through his fur and spread on the little panther's cold body. Hal's shivers gradually became slower, replaced by Husky's
Breathing gradually and quickly.
"So...so thirsty..." After his body warmed up, Hal whispered like a dream. He was extremely weak and needed to replenish water and energy as soon as possible.
Husky thought for a while and thought of the only way.
He bit the palm of his hand without hesitation. The wound was huge, and blood gushed out from his dog's paw, and he put his hand to Hal's mouth: "It's not too much, but at least it can make you happy."
Quench your thirst."
Smelling the smell of water (blood), the unconscious Hal moved forward and sucked the blood from Husky's wound without hesitation. The power of life was passed from one boy's body to another.
places, but it never increased. The dog-man boy only felt that the remaining physical strength in his body was slowly passing away, and he felt dizzy.
It's too bad. Even if Hal can be saved temporarily by doing this, Husky will not have the strength to escape again. The two of them will die here in the end. What should I do? What should I do? ------As the blood loss becomes more and more
The condition became more and more serious, and the dog-man boy's consciousness became increasingly blurred. However, he did not give up thinking, and tried his best to support himself before fainting, hoping to find a way to save himself.
Bang! ------A bottle rolled out of Hal's jacket pocket, hit the wall, rolled back, and finally stopped less than a yard away from the two teenagers.
It was a bottle filled with red potion.
"That's..." Husky, who was conscious on the edge of coma, looked at the bottle in front of him with his almost faint eyes. He recognized the potion. It was the potion that little Hal used to revive his father Paramy.
Dis's Red Potion.
No matter what this is, it is their only support at this time, the last life-saving straw.
"Ha, Hal, stop sucking." Husky retracted his palm and moved his body with difficulty, trying to grab the potion bottle.
One yard. Half a yard. Five inches. Three inches. The moving process lasted as long as a century. The dog-man boy's whole body felt as heavy as lead, and it was extremely difficult to move even a little bit.
However, he still grabbed the bottle and grabbed the last glimmer of hope for himself and his friends.
As soon as he grabbed it, he put his face towards it and bit open the bottle cap. As soon as the cap was opened, the red potion naturally flowed all over the floor.
Huski didn't care about the dirt, and even left his dignity behind. He stuck out his tongue and licked the red potion on the ground like a puppy.
That stuff was super bitter, super unpalatable, and full of blood-like smell.
No more. Husky couldn't hold on anymore. His physical and mental exhaustion still defeated his will. The dog-man boy's eyelids fell heavily, and his vision went dark. Darkness and numbness completely took hold of him.