dark.
It's still that darkness.
But this time, George completely lost contact with his body. He couldn't hear any sounds or see any objects. The only feeling was the stinging pain of his body being burned from the inside out!
George shouted and roared with all his strength, trying to vent the pain in his body, but he failed to make any sound at all. The tingling sensation was still tormenting every inch of George's nerves, and his only clear will became... The biggest culprit in the pain.
Torture by fire, torture by fire that will never end!
This idea suddenly popped into George's mind. Although George tried his best to erase this delusion, the more he did so, the more counterproductive it was. This groundless speculation kept taking root and sprouting in this dark place, and the vines of despair entangled George's body tightly. Body, the leaves of fear kept teasing George's nerves.
"Damn it, I don't want to be burned at the stake! Let me go!" George kept struggling, trying to get rid of these despair and fear, but the more he struggled, the more arrogant his fear and despair became!
The tingling feeling, the feeling of despair, and the feeling of fear, like the trio of death, eroded George's soul. Gradually, George felt that his consciousness became a little blurry, and there was always a voice in his mind, constantly telling him, "Go to sleep, go to sleep, nothing will happen to you when you sleep."
Although George knew that this was the call of death, with the burning fire on one side and the eternal tranquility on the other, George, who had been tortured, really wanted to give up everything and sleep forever.
"Wait, is this...birdsong?"
A sharp but beautiful bird song first broke through the deathly silence. Then, the darkness was driven away by the incomparable light. In the center of the light, there was a beautiful figure soaring. , flying towards him.
"Are you...little Phoenix Hathor?" George murmured to himself, and the feeling of being rescued from despair made him burst into tears unconsciously. From the moment the little phoenix appeared, George could clearly feel that his body had undergone new changes. Not only had the sharp pain like needles all over his body been relieved, but his body also reflected other feelings:
The blood vessels, those that had been ravaged by the flames and were almost exhausted, were filled and filled with an unprecedented warm energy. The toxins left by the Hydra in George's blood were completely purified and sublimated by this energy. After being filled with this energy, the previously weak and abnormal pulse began to beat vigorously again, as if a weak engine had added enough fuel.
Muscles, all over George's body, those muscles that had been burned by the flames and were almost languid. Moistened by blood and energy, the muscles began to grow regularly again. Because the impurities that originally affected metabolism in the body were burned away, new ones The muscles become tighter and more powerful.
The blood crystal, the one in George's chest, belongs to the half-vampire race. Now it has been injected with new energy. The blood crystal is no longer as cold and dim as before. The whole blood crystal is filled with the light of the fire element, and it shines in George's chest. Inside, it exudes warm yet overbearing light and heat, shining like the sun.
And in the center of the blood crystal, lying quietly was a piece of fiery red feather, which was the feather of the phoenix that Atom had given to George before!
This feeling of transformation spread throughout George's limbs and bones, and the little Phoenix Hathor kept walking around George. It was obvious that George's body, which should have been destroyed by the Phoenix King's essence and blood, was in Hathor. With Thor's help, not only was his life saved, but it seemed that just like the time with Hydra, the Phoenix King's blood essence was slowly absorbed by his body, and he slowly evolved.
He saved Little Phoenix, and Little Phoenix saved him.
One drink and one peck, could it be a predestined decision.
Finally, the light green shield between George and everyone finally broke, revealing George who was naked but unharmed. Regardless of being shy, Luo Wazai checked his lover carefully. George's body finally stopped generating heat, and the energy in his body became stable. His breathing and heartbeat were very stable, and he just fell asleep.
After reaching these conclusions, Lova finally breathed a sigh of relief. The lover in front of her is not in danger, which is the best comfort for her. As for whether there is a conspiracy in this incident and who is behind it, Lova doesn't want to think about these issues at all now, and she doesn't want to delve into the details.
After touching the little Phoenix who flew back to his arms and started to feel sleepy, Atom said to Lova: "Since George is back to normal, please let me give you a ride. I can feel that George is very tired, maybe, soft. The bed is more suitable for his rest."
"Thank you very much, senior." For the sake of her lover, Lova was not polite to Atom.
After transforming back into his true form, Atom crawled his huge body toward the ground to make it easier for Lova to carry George on her back. When he confirmed that both of them were seated firmly, Atom flapped his huge wings and slowly flew up from the ground into the sky. When the height reached a certain level, Atom started to speed up again.
"Junior, you have to hold on tight, little griffon, we'll see you on the Magic Grassland!"
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It was not only Lova who breathed a sigh of relief, but also the group of elders far away who were responsible for remote treatment of George around the Elf King.
"Thank you for your hard work, elders. Although many accidents occurred, we finally achieved the result smoothly." Alvin comforted these tired elders. For these elders, the most devastating thing is not the weakness of lack of magic power. , but the fact that a group of old mages specializing in healing gathered together and almost lost a drop of blood essence.
"Have we finally finished laying the groundwork? Although the Phoenix clan is about to welcome such a young king, I don't know if it's a good thing or not... Let's not worry about the Phoenix for now. Next, let's see if I win the bet!"
Opening the curtain, Alvin looked out the window, where there were blue skies and white clouds, grassy green fields, and a group of cute elves playing around his wife Sarah. Under the warm sunshine, Sarah's figure overflowing with motherly love was dazzlingly beautiful. Alvin, who was hiding in the darkness of the room, even dared not look directly at his wife's beauty.
"Forgive me, dear Sarah. For the sake of a stronger future for the elves, I will give our niece true love and happiness!"
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