1:415 Exploring the Demon Realm (1)

The tiger boy Albert stared at his big ice blue eyes and looked at the strange scene in front of him.

That's right, it's a subspace. The peas weren't plants at all, but a magic prop that opened the entrance to the subspace - a golem that was close to the form of a plant.

And this place is the subspace where the pea golem guides the treasure hunters to come, the Demon Realm Typhon.

No one can survive here for three days, there is no water and no food here. Although the white mold looked non-poisonous and soft, it kept dragging the El down, and it would be physically demanding to walk on such a thing.

"Where's the treasure?" Al asked. He didn't want to stay in this kind of place for a long time, so he quickly got the treasure in his hands and walked away.

"Here, look!" Following Jack's finger, Al saw a huge castle slowly rising from the white mold, the stone castle full of evil charm, and the pointed roof seemed to be stained with blood.

A second ago it was endless white, but now there is this deep and dark castle, which makes Al very uncomfortable, as if he has entered a foreign object in the picturesque landscape.

The blood-red color continued to extend from the gate of the castle, staining the mold that was originally white red. The castle seems to know about Al and their arrival, and rolls out the red carpet to welcome Al and Jack.

But that's the temptation of death.

Without thinking about it, Jack walked down the red carpet to the castle. Albert had no choice but to follow Jack.

"What's in the castle?" Al asked.

"Traps, countless murder traps, terrifying monster guards, and—" Treasures of the world.

Jack is honest in this part. The castle is bound to be full of dangers, but it also comes with great rewards. This Typhon Realm is a labyrinth left by the ancients to test the skill and courage of adventurers. Whether it is inferior to others and ends up regretting, or overcoming all difficulties and returning with a full load, it all depends on the challenger's own creation.

With a sharp writhing, Jack reached out and pushed open the castle door. The black, iron-colored gate shook off a lot of dirt, showing that the castle had not been visited for a long time.

Albert looked uneasily at the gates of the castle. The gate was like a broken stone that would devour the two of them, and the dust that fell was the saliva dripping from the monster's mouth.

It's going to be a long night.

At the same time, the Pure Land of Avalon.

Arthur woke up to find that his eyes were covered with cloth, which appeared to be a sleeve.

He was about to reach out to untie it, only to find his hands tied behind his back.

He was just about to struggle when he heard Greenway's warning: "Don't untie it." If you undo the blindfold, I'll kill you. Arthur didn't figure out what was going on for a moment. But he tried to move his numb body, and found himself lying almost naked on the sand, before he realized the meaning of Greenway's words.

The knight and the maiden who fell into the lake were soaked, and Greenwiel had to take off all their clothes and throw them to dry by the fire. But she had to tie up Arthur first and blindfold Arthur so as not to be taken advantage of by Arthur.

Thinking of this, Arthur hurriedly felt shy. The heat of the campfire came from behind him, and Greenway's voice came from the other end of the campfire, and he could imagine Greenway naked on the other side of the campfire, but guarding Arthur with a weapon.

Seeing Arthur's silence for a while, Greenway said, "Wait a minute, the clothes are about to be dry." "Hmm," Arthur snorted helplessly.

The girl sighed and looked at the starry sky. The Pure Land of Avalon is so close to the sky, and the stars in the sky are exceptionally bright.

"Arthur, you're pushing yourself too hard. If you don't slow down, one day you'll kill yourself. "What do you mean? I did all this out of necessity - if I didn't hurry, the Holy Spirit and the evil spirits would eat me away, wouldn't I?" Greenwell sighed again, "That's not what I meant. (This guy, even if he knows joy, anger and sorrow, doesn't know what entertainment is.) (A puppet is always a puppet.) Pulled by the torrent of fate, it is destined to dance wildly until the end of his life. (That's, how unbearable.) Greenway has always cared about Arthur, from pure pity at the beginning, to a complex relationship of pity and worry now.

"Arthur, if I say—" "Shhhhh He lay on the ground, he could feel the shaking of the ground even more, and he knew that something was approaching.

"Greenway, untie me!" Arthur said solemnly, "Something's coming!" "Got it, at least wait until I put my shirt on—wow!" Greenway was knocked down by something and made no sound.

"Damn!" Arthur struggled violently, trying to break his arms apart. But something had already haunted him.

Cold, wet and scaly, the body of a giant serpent coiled around Arthur. His eyes were blindfolded, his arms were tied behind his back, and now he was going to be entangled by a large snake, and the situation was terrible.

"Yayaya Arthur Shriep—" The hollow, distant voice sounded in Arthur's mind again, and he knew that the serpent that was entanglement around him was the same serpent that had chased him earlier.

"You're such a dead eye—huh!" Arthur felt a snake bite on the neck. The cold feeling continued to pour into Arthur's body as the wound continued. He soon lost consciousness.

Greenwiel got up, touched her head in severe pain, and saw an astonishing scene: a huge evil viper was biting Arthur's neck. The snake gradually turned black, and burrowed into Arthur's body from his neck.

A huge white stag also bit the tail of the poisonous snake, and Zuihou turned into white light, and burrowed into Ase's body with the poisonous snake.

The knight's whole body was originally entangled in purple-black and ru-white spell patterns, but it instantly changed color with the erosion of the serpent/stag.

Blood-red spell patterns began to replace black and white, spreading throughout Arthur's body. They spread out like veins, changing from a spiral into an infinite number of thinner spirals, and so on and so on until they covered every inch of the knight's body below the head.

"Chaos. Greenway exclaimed involuntarily.

When he awoke, the boy found himself lying on a bed in a cozy cabin.

The little boy, who was only six years old, got up and opened his eyes to look at his surroundings. It's all so familiar and so strange.

The woman put down the needlework in her hand and turned to look at the little boy: "Arthur, are you awake? The little boy blinked, a little hesitant, but he instantly put these hesitations behind him.

"Yes, Mom. He climbed out of bed and, like a six-year-old boy, smiled innocently and enjoyed his beautiful new day.