After a long chant, the strong dragon heart began to dissolve in the crucible.
The two of them found a honeysuckle tree with dense branches and leaves, and sat under the shade of the tree to watch the female leader perform her rituals. Alvin felt drowsy when he heard it, and he felt like time had slowed down.
Onian watched as the head of the person next to her dropped from time to time. Once it dropped, he immediately raised his head pretending to be awake and continued to listen to her. After being confused for a while, he dropped his head again unconsciously, and so on. The cat was just curled up on the sofa and taking a nap. As soon as it fell asleep, its owner held up its head. It looked so cute.
In fact, Alvin just showed the way he looked when he was attending lectures at the academy.
Seeing that Alvin's head was about to drop, Onian pinched his chin and said with a smile: "If you don't have the heart to watch, just go to sleep for a while."
"It's afternoon, it's normal for people to feel sleepy." Alvin said helplessly.
"It seems almost done." Onian looked at the altar.
At this time, the eight or nine cursed leopard men were carried up again.
"It's quite strange, why are only men infected with this disease?" Alvin asked as he looked at the other side of the crucible.
"Then you have to ask the monster that put this curse on them."
"Now I feel more and more that the Traledi Mountains are unfathomable." Alvin said, "There are ice dragons that can cast time and space magic, and there are also this kind of magic dragons that can cast curse magic. There are hidden things inside. What kind of monster."
"Is it possible that these leopard men in front of you are not enough to shock you?"
Alvin sighed, "That's true. They have their own creeds of survival and distinct classes. From this point of view, what is the difference between them and humans? It's just that we live outside the mountains and they live inside. "
While the two were talking, the female leader was already scooping out the potion in the crucible with a huge wooden spoon and giving it to the patients one by one.
The dragon's blood originally had a strong smell, but now it has been refined by magic. The smell emanating from the crucible feels like the smell emanating from a potion master's laboratory that exploded. It is complex, rich, and smells... It's disgusting.
So Alvin wondered how those cursed leopard men could drink that thing, but thinking that they were all unconscious, they probably didn't care about being drank this stuff.
"Ah, no, I feel like I'm going to vomit." Alvin waved his staff and quickly used a magic shield to block the gas coming out of the crucible.
"Let's go and have a look." Onian wanted to see if those leopard men could be rescued.
After these patients took the willow-yellow potion one by one, or rather the broth, the female leader and the leopard men behind her also waited with bated breath for the result.
Alvin was curious as to why these leopard men didn't find the smell disgusting.
Then a magical scene appeared. After the patients groaned, the densely packed tiny fleshy rods on their bodies peeled off their skin piece by piece, and the "coral anemones" began to disintegrate into powder in the air and flew away with the wind.
"Wow, is this dragon heart really so magical?" Alvin couldn't help but sigh as he watched.
"Don't say it, it's true." Onian said.
Seeing that the curse on the tribe was dispelled, the leopard men behind the female leader cheered, and even the female leader had a relieved smile on her face. She was also very nervous just now, fearing that these potions brewed with dragon heart would have no effect.
Seeing Alvin and Onian coming over, the female leader once again bowed to the two young men to express her gratitude, and then she gestured towards them again.
"She seems to have invited us as guests, saying that they live deep in the dense forest to the southeast." Onian explained.
In fact, Alvin understood everything. He hesitated for a moment, glanced at Onian, and expressed his vigilance against these monsters in a very subtle way. Mainly because of the attitude of these leopard men towards their dead tribesmen, he still felt that they were "not from my tribe".
Onian also knew what he meant, so she declined the female leader's invitation with a smile. Why didn't she have Alvin's worries?
Alvin smiled and pointed to the north to the female leader, and then pointed to himself and Onian, indicating that they were in a hurry to go north and would not bother them.
The female leader felt a little regretful, but she still put her palms together to pray for Alvin and Onian.
At this time, the little leopard man also realized that it was time to say goodbye, and kept lingering at her mother's feet, lowering her head and saying nothing.
The female leader also noticed something strange about the little guy, and knelt down to ask him what was wrong.
The little guy was reluctant to speak at first, but after repeated questioning by his mother, he was finally willing to speak into her ear.
As soon as the female leader heard what he said, her face immediately became serious and she looked at the little guy seriously.
After being stared at by his mother, the little leopard man didn't dare to say anything, and his eyes dodge. His expression was full of unwillingness and loss.
Alvin and Onian looked on and felt strange.
The female leader smiled politely at them and did not reveal what her son was talking to her.
At this time, her tribe brought over two large bottles of magic potion. The female leader handed the two bottles of magic potion into Alvin's hands.
Alvin looked at her strangely.
The female leader smiled and said that this was her little thought. She was worried that if Alvin and Onian also encountered the dragon and were cursed by it, with these magic potions, they would be safe. . Of course, Alvin roughly guessed that this was what he meant. After all, half of the communication was through gestures.
He picked up the two bottles in his hand and took a look at them, "Isn't this a bottle for red wine? Judging from the appearance of the Leopard Man tribe, they probably don't have the technology to make glass bottles. So where did these things come from? Could it be Are there people living in this vast dense forest?"
So he asked the female leader where the bottle came from, and the female leader said that she picked it up in the forest. And according to what she said, this thing is quite common.
"It seems that Kui Qing's so-called inaccessibility is not that exaggerated." He thought to himself.
Although the two large bottles of magic potion in Alvin's arms were corked, the weird smell inside still rushed into his nose, causing him to retch several times. He had just withdrawn the magic shield. After all, the boiling crucible had dissipated for a while and the smell was not that strong anymore. Who would have thought that these leopard people are so enthusiastic, giving full play to the concept of "sharing blessings and sharing hardships".
Onian was watching from the sidelines, enjoying himself without any intention of going to help, nor did she think of casting a dispelling magic on him. This is how she comforted herself: "It's better not to dislike other people's things in front of them."
Alvin really couldn't bear it, so he quickly put down his hands and held the two bottles instead. This way he could breathe much easier, since they were farther away after all.
He was not interested in how these leopard men cut the huge dragon heart piece by piece, so he gave Onian a wink.
Onian smiled and waved at the female leader and the unhappy little guy, which meant that she and Alvin were about to leave.
The little guy suddenly ran over, regardless of her mother's obstruction. But what is surprising is that he did not run to Onian to act like a baby, but instead ran to Alvin and looked at him seriously.
This is a bit like the communication between men. The meaning in the little leopard man's eyes is asking Alvin to protect Onian well.
Alvin looked at this little thing, a little dumbfounded. He thought to himself that this little monster really missed his woman.
Naturally, he would not make any promises to a big little monster, but just gave him a sharp look in return.
Even Onian, who was standing by, was startled by his look. Even at that moment, she had the illusion that Alvin would burn the little guy in front of her with a blazing flame.
But Alvin knows what it means to stop at a certain point. After blinking, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the chill in his eyes immediately disappeared. At this time, he was like watching a child misbehaving in front of him, without the slightest intention to care.
The little guy turned pale with fright, and kept looking at Alvin blankly.
Fortunately, the female leader saw this and came to the rescue in time. She pulled her child behind her and gave Alvin an apologetic smile, but her hand was on the cane.
Onian also came up to smooth things over and stopped in front of Alvin.
However, Alvin didn't make any move. He carried the two bottles of magic potion and walked deep into the dense forest to the north without looking back.
Onian smiled helplessly, waved to the female leader again, then turned around and followed her.
The little leopard man hid behind her mother. After Alvin left, he quietly turned his head and looked at the girl's walking back with nostalgia. Innocence and helplessness flashed in his blue pupils. Turn around. Then he imitated her mother, clasped his hands, or rather clasped his paws, and prayed silently.
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The sun was setting at this time, and the lazy sunlight began to shine into the peaceful forest.
As dusk enters the forest at night, insects and birds are even rarer.
"You're just leaving like that, giving them such a big dragon heart for nothing?" Onian followed Alvin and tilted her head to look at his expression.
"Otherwise, what should we do? The two of us carry that thing and go?" Alvin didn't realize that Onian just wanted to find a topic to tease him, and he answered seriously.
"What are you so angry about? It's just a child's mischief." Onian said with a smile. After she finished speaking, she looked at the potion in Alvin's hand. She wanted to help, but when she thought of the smell, she gave up the idea.
Alvin didn't reply to her.
"Or what are you worried about?" Onian looked at him and teased.
"I just think that the little monster has a little too much control. He can easily kill him by worrying about things he shouldn't care about." Alvin said lightly.
"You still care too much about face." Onian sighed pointedly.
Alvin suddenly stopped while walking, turned around and raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do I feel that you quite appreciate that little thing?"
After O'Nian glanced at him, she was completely amused by the man in front of her, and she was laughing so hard.
"I'm hungry, let's find something to eat." Alvin said angrily.
