Chapter 1167 - Resting in the Silent Night (6)

But why!? Isn't it because they are constantly infecting organisms that they multiply themselves? Why do they only infect the animals in the Elison Pure Land, but they don't take anything from the plants there?

"Oh, Your Majesty doesn't need to be so confused." Seeing Arthur's surprised face, Master Merlin smiled indifferently: "If you think about it carefully, the principle is really simple. For darkcorns to multiply, they need an infected species to [devour] other species.

In other words, the shadows are only interested in creatures that have [appetites]—in other words, they are only interested in [animals]. Plants don't have the physiology of [eating], so they don't have an appetite and don't over-predatory under the temptation of the darkeners, so they're immune to the infection of the darktons.

The ancients were very smart, and it is estimated that they realized this problem in a short period of time when they were dissolved from the shadows. The biochemical weapons they developed based on plants should all be stored to fight dark molecules. The Knight King was stunned for a moment. He thought of something: "Bediville says that this tree species was given to him by [Druidic] people. Merlin nodded knowingly: "In other words, the Druids are very closely related to the ancients. They must know something, they may even be a special force left by the ancient gods and people to deal with the shadows. King Arthur smiled and expressed reservations about Merlin's overly rich and unfounded speculations: "I thought they were just an old immortal religious group in Great Britain - in any case, I have instructed Berdivel to write me a detailed report on what he knows about Druidism. Let's just wait and see Bedi's report, he won't let us down. Merlin shook his head again, and casually lifted the black curtain magic, and the black barrier that enveloped the two disappeared without a trace in an instant: "It's hard to say, Your Majesty." If your werewolf friend only has a superficial relationship with the Druids, they will probably not really trust him and will not reveal the true secrets of the Sect to him. The information we have at our disposal is still very limited. "I'll figure it out. King Arthur waved his sleeves, turned and walked away.

At the same time, somewhere in Edinberg, in an apartment destroyed by explosions and fires.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. The dragon's wings flapped in the night sky with a muffled sound. Xinghui Dragon carefully controlled the altitude and speed of its flight, and sneaked into the top floor of the apartment along with the dark clouds and the hazy night.

"I've really found it," Husky was surprised. He obviously didn't tell Uncle Xingxing about the location of his hometown, but Xinghui Long relied on his keen sense of smell to come to this place. This super-sense of smell is comparable to the orcs' talent - and even surpasses it!

"Whew. The world of photons is an ocean of information. Shoxing lowered the canine boy from his back, and he reverted back to human form, and began to walk carefully through the ruins: "Some races are good at finding [images] in this ocean of information, and some races are good at finding [voices] in this ocean." Dragons, on the other hand, found [breath] in it. "Breath, isn't it a smell?" The canine boy carefully walked into the ruins that would collapse at any moment, supported by the evil star. They had to take every step with great care, because the floor under their feet had cracked in the explosion, and the steel bars in the concrete had broken a lot. If they accidentally smash the floor, they will fall from a collapsed apartment. The injuries are minor, but the impact of the fall is likely to trigger a chain reaction of collapse, and burying them alive is the fatal thing.

"It's not. Evil Star chuckled softly, slowly pushing away a piece of rubble in his way to clear a passageway, "The smell you smell in your nose is the chemical information from the chemicals in the air. But dragons smell [breath] and smell a little differently. It's hard to describe it with words like "fragrant" and "smelly". If anything, it should be closer to a sense of oppression. The aura on some powerful guys is also very powerful, and you can even feel his oppression lightly, as if it wants to suffocate you. On the contrary, there are people who exude a pleasant aura and feel especially relaxed around such people. Husky's big eyes rolled smartly: "Like the black cat sister Wang?" Evil Star glanced at the canine boy, "You kid is unexpectedly clever in some ways. "Hehe~" The canine boy touched his head and passed through a crack in the crumbling rubble: "Uncle Evil Star, can you pass through?" "Oh, it's not difficult at all. "The Starlight Dragon transformed into a fist-sized flying lizard, smaller than Husky, and easily navigating through tight spaces.

Passed through. The Evil Star didn't bother to change back into human form again, and just like that, it landed on Husky's head.

The dog boy saw that he had also walked most of the way, and the place he was in now was the living room of his house. Although the place had been disorganized by the impact of the explosion, blackened by the fire, and had been turned beyond recognition, it was here that his mother was pierced through the chest by an assassin a few days ago, and the qiē that happened here left a huge psychological shadow on Husky, and he couldn't forget this place.

The canine boy shuddered. In order to alleviate the uneasiness in his heart, he asked in a low voice, "Speaking of which, compared to Uncle Evil Star and Uncle Arthur, who is more powerful?" "If it's just an ordinary fight, I'm stronger." Xinghui Long said without thinking, "But if I fight for my life, he will win against me." "Uncle Arthur is stronger, why Wang?" asked the canine boy puzzled, "If you want, you can easily defeat Uncle Arthur by making Uncle Arthur smaller with a spell." Xinghui Dragon sneered and said negatively, "If you use spells, you can not only make people smaller, but also turn people into other things - such as frogs." But that didn't work. Transfiguration magic is used on the opponent, and the success rate is very low. Living organisms all have a self-protecting photon force field called the [Absolute Domain]. It can deflect a qiē enemy spell that is harmful to the creature.

Unless the recipient is willing to be transformed, the Transfiguration spell will bounce off almost 100% of the time. Remember, when I used spells to make you smaller, I also told: [Don't resist it]. Once you have a sense of rebellion and think that it is a spell that has a negative effect on your body, the shrinkage will soon become ineffective. "Oh-" Husky remembered what had happened. The first time he and Hal were made small by the Starlight Dragon and put in a crystal candy box, they were too scared to let the spell expire prematurely. As a result, they swelled and reverted back to their original form in the candy box and Uncle Evilstar's mouth, nearly breaking the Starlight Dragon's mouth.

Evil Star added: "Generally speaking, all transfiguration spells must be voluntarily transformed by the recipient, or they need to hypnotize the recipient before they can succeed. If it was so easy to make the opponent smaller, wouldn't the magicians all be invincible? "I see. Husky replied casually, his big eyes struggling to make out the structure of the ruins in the darkness, hoping to find the room he had lived in before. After spending a lot of effort, he finally found the direction of the room: "This side Wang." Husky's room is right here Wang. "Hopefully the things in your room weren't destroyed by the explosion or burned to ashes. Evil Star said coldly. Judging from the broken nature of the apartment, their chances of recovering the magic quill were slim.

Or maybe not.

Husky reached into his room and saw his burned-out cot. However, when the canine boy pulled out the small tin box he used to store treasures from under the bed, he was surprised to find that the box was unusually well preserved.

Maybe it's because the little box itself is made to be sturdy. Or maybe it's because it's protected by some unknown force in the underworld. In short, apart from a small scorched black on the surface of the box, it was not particularly damaged.

"It was great. Now open it. Evil Star commanded.

"Uh, Uncle Star, can you just turn your face away and look at Wang?" said Husky shyly.

Xinghui Long Yi frowned, "Why? Is there something unsightly hidden in it?" "No, but Wang-" The canine boy replied hesitantly, a shy flush on his face.

Evil Star thought of something, and immediately grinned: "You kid is only eight years old, and you actually have those unhealthy books hidden in the toy box?" "No!" Husky's face flushed: "Uncle Evil Star, what nonsense are you talking about, Husky never looks at that kind of thing, Husky is not as bad as Dadby!" "Then there is nothing to be afraid of." Open it. "The Starlight Dragon didn't back down. He is a dragon, and he will always know how to live willfully, so that he will not pay attention to the sophistication of human society.

"You promise not to laugh at Husky Wang?" You promise not to tell you what you see?" "Laugh at you?" Xinghui Dragon sneered, the puppy's attitude was very strange, making Long more and more puzzled: "And why do you want to say it? I am not your friend, not your relative, not your guardian." I'm just a bodyguard. No matter what you have in your private life, it has nothing to do with Lao Tzu. "Okay, Wang," Husky sighed and agreed. The canine boy pulled the locks on both sides of the tin box and opened it.