Chapter 955: Seeking the Hidden in the Heart of the Earth (28)

"Don't worry." Faced with the white-haired boy's question, Segrade took a deep breath easily.

He opened his eyes and decided what he was going to take: "It's faint, but I can smell meow." Just follow that, meow. "Smell?" Seeing that Segrade was so confident, Mordred was even more puzzled: "What do you smell?" "Sir Kay's smell meows. Long before the exam began, they should have explored this maze meow. That's the trail they left behind. "The smell came from the Knights of the Round Table's expeditionary team, and the leader should be the Knights of the Round Table, Kai. Their team is more professional than the candidates, and they explore the maze more deeply, and at the same time, they also go straight to the destination, clearing all kinds of dangerous obstacles along the way.

If "Follow Palamides" is a "shortcut" to success, then "Follow in the footsteps of the Knights of the Round Table" is a faster "Super Shortcut"!

There's probably no better way to overtake their father Palamides and reach the finish line as fast as possible!

"But you can really smell it?" Mordred also seemed to be very confident in his sense of smell, and when the big cheetah said this, he could not help but object, "How long ago was the faint breath? I can't smell anything—" "Trust us and meow." Zhalfir smiled confidently, "Our union is not just two bodies together. When my brother and I are together, our potential is shared, and the abilities of both of us are not only stacked, but we can also maximize these potentials. The slightest trace of smell that no orc could smell, we could easily smell meow—there, for example—" Zhalfir looked at the stone wall behind Mordred, "Seven years ago, a lava troll died there. Well, I also have a small amount of Sir Kay's sweat under my feet. Presumably the troll was the one who was stabbed to death by Sir Kay with a spear. Due to the use of a high-heat weapon, it died with little to no blood, but a very small amount of blood and sweat remained there, as well as the smell of burnt flesh. ＂＂... I don't believe it. Mordred frowned, someone could use their smell to recreate the content of a fight seven years ago, and it was still vivid, as if it was really happening?

"If you don't believe me, you can peel off the frost on the wall and sniff the meow carefully. Zhalfir sneered: "With your sense of smell, you may be able to vaguely smell something." Mordred drew her dagger and gouged away the ice crystals from the wall, and sniffed it against the wall.

As a result, what Zhalfir said was true. There was indeed a stench of blood and burning sticking to the walls. The smell was so faint that it was almost imperceptible, and even Mordred, who was absolutely confident in his sense of smell, would not have been able to detect it without sticking his nose to the wall and sniffing it at zero distance.

Seeing that a hint of surprise finally appeared on Mordred's face, Zhalfir smiled smugly: "Hehe, take it, meow?" The white-haired boy whispered, but his tone remained flat.

"Mordred, can we keep our two brothers' abilities a secret?" Segrad reminded a little worriedly.

"Yes. The white-haired boy replied dryly.

"So, come up and meow. It's time to go. Zhalfir urged.

Mordred didn't say yes, but just jumped on the back of the two-headed cheetah.

"Hold on, meow!" Segrade reminded.

The two-headed cheetah carried the white-haired boy out like a blue-white meteor, speeding through the maze unimpeded.

At the same time, the Great Flame was not broken, Edinberg. In the simulation training room in Edinbergerburg.

"Heh~ Is this the simulation training room?" Evil Star looked curiously at the one in the huge machine room.

The slightly gray, substrateless room is lined with dozens of rows of metal benches, the back of which are connected by wires and a movable hood-like hood. If you pull down the hood to cover half of your head, you feel like you can sleep comfortably on a chair.

"Hehe, it seems to be fun. Evil Star walked over to a bench and took a closer look.

"Want to try it? I want to know if this thing will work against dragons. Arthur asked tentatively, "So far we have successfully analyzed the brainwaves of orcs, giants, and merfolks, but we have not tried it with dragons. "You're going to make me a white mouse?" Starlight Dragon glared at the Knight King, "I still don't want to, God knows if it will burn my head while I'm playing." King Arthur smiled disdainfully, looking at the evil star with a disdainful look as if he were looking at an illiterate person: "It's just a communication device used to transmit information from the five senses to your brain and receive your brain waves. It doesn't affect your brain, how can it burn out your brain?" "Yes, yes, whatever you want, I just don't want to try. Evil Star sneered, not falling into the trap set by the Knight King at all. He looked over and saw someone else in the corner at the other end of the computer room: "They are ——?" "Yes, the children are playing." The Knight King said plainly: "You also know those little ghosts, one of them is my nephew, and the other is a friend who is temporarily taken care of by me." Evil Star grinned: "Those two kittens and puppies?" Evil Star wanted to say something, but his gaze inadvertently fell on the other young man, and when he saw the man, Starlight Dragon's expression immediately froze: "That kid ——!" "What are you surprised about?" The Knight King said disapprerovingly, "That's the second prince of the Kingdom of Iceland, His Highness Calvin." That kid is a troublemaker, don't mess with him. Evil Star muttered in a very low voice that only he could hear, "Sure enough... Rebirth... Is it ?... Xianwei... "Uh, what are you talking about?" asked the Knight King, frowning.

"No, nothing. Evil Star immediately put on a nonchalant expression, "Okay, maybe what you said is right, this game may be fun, how do you know if you don't try it." I'll give it a try. On the contrary, the Knight King was reluctant: "Have you suddenly changed your mind? It's really suspicious—" "Long-winded! Dragons are moody creatures, and it's not the first time you've heard of them!" The Knight King was still trying his best to hide his thoughts: "Anyway, let's try it first! I don't have anything else to do anyway!" The Knight King's face showed a subtle expression, on the one hand, he was happy that the Scarlet Star was willing to fall into the pit, but on the other hand, he was slightly uneasy that he couldn't guess the Scar's intentions.

"Anyway, let's try it first. Evil Star sat down on the bench with a look of reluctance, "Is it okay to put this on the door of your head?" "Exactly." The Knight King sat down on a bench beside him, "I'll explain the details of the gameplay to you in the game's virtual world - but I don't think you need much explanation." Evil Star scoffed, pulling the hood from the bench over and fastening it. A strange light and shadow fluttered in the dragon's mind, and in a few moments, the star lost consciousness.

A second later, Starlight Dragon found itself in some ruined place. In front of him was a bonfire, and the rays of the setting sun reflected the surroundings red, not only did not hide the sense of existence of the campfire, but made the campfire more conspicuous.

"Welcome to [Eternal Altar], the only town in this unfinished game. King Arthur walked up to the star, dressed in golden armor.

"Hey-" Xinghui Long was immediately upset, "Why are you dressed like that! Are you competing with me for a sense of existence?!" Just know you're going to have an opinion. Arthur opened his inventory and fiddled with it a few times, and the armor on his body immediately began to change color, finally positioning itself in a blue-black tone: "So you're satisfied, aren't you? Evil Star pouted again: "If you are not satisfied, give me your golden armor, and I will be satisfied." "No, this is a special armor for my training, and its defense can be said to be non-existent, and its weight is several times that of ordinary armor. You've just started playing this game, and you're going to die wearing this. Provoked by the other party like this, the evil star became more serious: "Heh, you can get more things that you can get, why do you say I don't need them? You are too underestimated, Knight King!" Arthur said as he rummaged through the inventory, "I don't underestimate you, but you take a good look at yourself! You are now playing as a [human] body, which is completely human. And what it looks like a little ghost—" He found something in his inventory and clicked on it. A large magic mirror appeared out of thin air in front of the evil star, allowing the dragon to see his whole body clearly.

Right. In front of the evil star, he was a boy who looked sixteen or seventeen years old. This is almost exactly the same as the golden-armored boy that the dragon transformed into in the real world, even the height, figure, and even appearance are perfect simulations.

"Isn't that what I look like in the real world? Evil Star smiled disapprovingly.

"Because we don't know how a transformed dragon will affect the characters in this game. For the sake of conservatism, we've made an exact copy of your body number jù and imported it into the game. Arthur grunted, "If you want this armor, you can." But your body in the game isn't as strong as it is in reality, it's just the physique of an ordinary human teenager, and you can't even move if you wear armor. In that case, do you still want to wear it?" "Wear it! Why don't you wear it!" The most important thing for the dragon is to save face, and if you don't dress a little flashy, you can't cover your face: "However, it would be best if you could make its weight zero." You know, my original armor didn't have weight, it was the shape of my dragon scales, which was originally part of my body. Arthur hesitated for a moment before opening some kind of programming window and modifying the number of items: "Okay, I've made it weightless." Of course, it doesn't have any defense, and you're wearing this like papier-mâché armor. Is that okay? I just hope you [have fun]. "That's fine. Evil Star nodded, finally agreeing.

His eyes turned slyly and scanned his surroundings: "-By the way, what about the imps?"