Chapter 1335: Trapped in the Trick (7)

At the same time, somewhere in Egypt .

"Meow" Segrade opened his eyes slightly, only to feel a burning pain in his throat. He was thirsty, and not in general. People who have been knocked unconscious by a strong anesthetic tend to wake up with severe thirst and dehydration, exactly the same as the leopard youth is experiencing now.

Where the hell am I?

By the way, he was attacked by a group of men in black. The group was human traffickers who specialized in kidnapping good weapons craftsmen, presumably to kidnap Segrade and take them to some kind of secret workshop to work for the boss of the group.

However, the young leopard men fought to the death, and defeated the men in black, or the golems made of wood.

Wait a minute. In that case, why was he still anesthetized and sent to such a strange place?

Segrade glanced at its surroundings. This room was very elaborate and luxurious, but it was not his room at the Grand Hotel in Cairo. The lavish décor here is quaint and looks a bit like some kind of ancient palace rather than a modern hotel.

What the hell is this place? Segrade tried to remember, but the narcotics were still affecting his mind, making it impossible for the young leopard man to concentrate.

That's right, that's right. When he defeated the black-clad golems, or killed one of the remaining enemies, the enemy fled into a nearby house. He took a little girl hostage and demanded that Segrade surrender.

The young leopard man used his wit to resolve the crisis and saved the little girl unscathed.

He didn't expect that the so-called "little girl" was also a delicate golem made of wood.

Thinking of this, Segrade couldn't help but feel a tingling in his neck. That's right, the wooden golem pretending to be a little girl at that time fired a poisonous needle with a powerful anesthetic from its mouth, and the leopard man youth was gorgeously hit.

Then came the onset of toxicity, and Segrade's body began to disobey the call, and the second wave of reinforcements from the traffickers arrived, threatening to kidnap Segrade.

So this is a den of human traffickers?

No, it looks like something was missing. Segrade was once again focused on recalling.

That's right. When he was nearly kidnapped by the traffickers, another group appeared. The gang fought with the men in black, annihilating the wooden golems and saving Segrade.

Before he lost consciousness completely, it was as if he had seen someone

A nasty ghost, a nasty thing

Segrade's eyes widened suddenly, "It's Lusford Meow!" and he jumped out of bed in shock.

"Wow!" and then he shrank back into the covers, as he found himself naked.

"Huh, that damn perverted meow" Segrade probe looked around, trying to find any clothes that could cover his body. However, there is no wardrobe in this luxuriously furnished room. The most luxurious and elegant gold-encrusted bedside tables, tables and chairs have nothing but vases and cups and other miscellaneous items, not even a pair of pants to wear.

In desperation, the leopard man youth pulled up the quilt and rolled it up on his body and used it as a temporary piece of clothing. The golden silk quilt was exceptionally soft and supple, and occasionally slipped off when draped over Segrade, forcing him to hold the quilt in both hands, which was quite embarrassing.

Water.

Only then did Segrade realize that he was so thirsty that if he didn't drink some water, his throat would explode. He looked at the room setting, and although there were cups on the table, there was no water in them. If you want to drink water, you can probably run out of the room with this virtue now.

But no matter how embarrassing it is, it's better than dying of thirst. Segrade scratched his head helplessly, and slowly groped his way out the door.

Very good. The door to the room was not locked. At least he's not a prisoner here, at least not for the time being.

When the door was pushed open, a bright ray of sunlight shone in. The leopard man youth suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment, because in front of him, as far as the eye could see, it was full of green dripping.

Behind him were buildings made of extremely elaborate gold-encrusted white jade bricks, and in front of him was a beautiful forest. Only then did he realize that he was in a palace, built around an oasis, so that the solemn and gorgeous hall was infiltrated with the green aura of plants, giving people a solemn and vibrant feeling.

The sound of murmuring water could be heard in the forest, and Segrade could see a clear stream leading into the distance and into a large lake in an oasis. Further afield, beyond the oasis lies the desert – most likely the Sahara Desert.

Under the sun, the stars on the surface of the lake are constantly shining, and the white gold palace, and the green woods, golden sand dunes, and the icy blue water are all beautiful.

But it is a kind of beauty that is inaccessible and desolate.

Segrade's thirsty throat was summoned by the stream. He was so thirsty that he ran into the stream of the woods, and took a spoonful of the stream in his hands and put it into his mouth.

The water was sweet and delicious, and when it slid down his throat, it had a profound aftertaste, and it was a masterpiece! After just taking a sip, he couldn't stop at all, and Segrade took a big gulp of the water from the stream as if he were addicted, and then he felt that it was not enough to enjoy it, so he plunged headlong into the stream and gulped it like a beast.

He was taught from an early age not to drink raw water from nature – because you never know how many bacteria and parasites are in this seemingly clean water. But for a cat dying of thirst, it's all empty talk: once you've enjoyed it, it's good to worry about the next problems.

After drinking a stomach full of water, Segrade was not enough to enjoy it, and he suddenly found that his whole body was sticky, and he felt that it was time to wash. He had been paralyzed by a strong anesthetic, and the side effects also included uncontrollable sagging and enlargement of the pores on his body, oozing sweat and oil. At the moment, he was covered in sweat and greasy, and you can imagine how uncomfortable he was. The leopard man looked towards the end of the stream, and the clear, ice-blue oasis lake seemed to beckon him.

Without thinking too much, he ran to the lake. The slightly icy blue water of the lake is so clear that you can see the bottom of the lake in the sunlight, and it looks like it is only about a yard deep. Segrade took off the silk sheets to cover his shame and jumped into the water with a somersault.

But he immediately regretted it. Yes, although the lake may seem shallow, it is all the result of the water refracting the light. The bottom of the lake is actually five yards deep from the surface, a depth that Segrade cannot stand on. He was startled, and his hands and feet hurriedly scribbled!

It's not that the leopard man can't swim, but he has always neglected to practice, and his swimming skills have always been poor. Moreover, he had just recovered from the paralysis of his whole body, and his body was still very weak, and the sudden vigorous exercise would only cause adverse consequences.

As a result, Segrade, who was scrambling his hands and feet, began to have violent convulsions throughout his body. He only felt the muscles of his arms and thighs tense uncontrollably, and he felt a burst of pain, but his body was so stiff that he couldn't move at all. He took several sips of water and immediately sank involuntarily!

He drowned!

What a failure! Segrade's consciousness grew blurred. Obviously, he has survived all kinds of dangers, and finally survived, but he is going to drown in this ghost place of unknown origin!

He died alone, unnoticed, and never saw his brother and parents again.

I'm so unwilling!

He took several more sips of water, and the suffocating sensation spread as the water flowed into his lungs, and he was almost dying!

At this moment, a shadow emerged from the bottom of the lake in the distance and quickly swam towards Segrade. Someone, hugged the leopard man youth with one hand.

Segrade felt the other's flesh full of elasticity, softness and silky smoothness. The man seemed to be a woman.

She hugged him tightly, dragged the drowning and dying leopard-man youth, and quickly swam towards the shore.

Segrade only felt one or two soft things pressing down on his face, which was extremely pleasant to the touch, but he also felt extremely ashamed. He was swimming naked in the lake and drowning, and was rescued by a strange woman.

He was ashamed and annoyed, his eyes went black, and he lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it was, but the leopard man young man opened his eyes slightly and found himself lying on the bed again.

The room he was in was different from the previous one, more than twice as large, with a curtain made of opaque silk in front of the bed, which separated the bed from the room, like a small cubicle. There seemed to be someone else in the room, just outside of this compartment.

All this is still as luxurious as before, elegant and generous. Segrade knew he was still in the original palace built on the edge of an oasis, but that's all he knew about it.

There seemed to be a figure shaking outside. Segrade could tell from the faint figure projected on the silk that there were two people outside the chamber, who seemed to be sitting at a large table in the room, holding something in their hands. They had studied so intently that they had yet to find out that Segrade had woken up.

The leopard youth didn't know whether these people were friends or foes, so he decided to keep quiet for the time being and observe for a while.

"It's amazing. At that moment, one of the young men spoke: "In just one day, it has evolved from [Solomon's Ice Vessel] to [Solomon's Black Ice Vessel]." The prophecy of [Zeus Makina] is indeed true, and [the master craftsman] has already appeared in this era. Segrade immediately recognized the young man's voice and couldn't help but be taken aback.

There can be no mistake. The voice that makes people irritated to listen to it, but likes to babble endlessly, is the master, it is none other than Viscount Rushford!