Zongman: The Legend of the Demon Fox

Chapter 134 The King's Way
Snow White Kingdom, under the imperial city, in a hidden underground palace.

The queen wore a weird mask covering her entire face. She was stirring in a huge alchemy pot with a special metal rod in her hand, adding some ingredients from time to time.

A huge red heart with golden light was floating in the center of the pot and beating slowly, even though the body of the dragon that left, this powerful heart still did not die...

With the beating of the heart, the potion in the pot is constantly transformed by the heart, turning into a special potion similar to dragon's blood. With the complete fusion of various materials, the potion emits terrible high temperature, so the queen has to drink a bottle from time to time. Cooling potions to lower your own body temperature.

"How long will it take for this potion to succeed?" In the empty underground palace, on the metal throne far away from the alchemy pot, the king looked coldly at his nominal queen.

"Your Majesty, we have prepared enough materials before, but the dragon's heart is not so easy to completely refine. According to my calculation... it will take at least seven days."

The Queen's hands did not stop refining the potion, so she had to answer in a nonchalant manner.

"As soon as possible, if I can't see the finished product after seven days, the agreement between us will be completely invalid."

The king turned around and left with a cold snort, without any of his usual gentleness.

He couldn't wait any longer, couldn't wait to have an endless lifespan, and the power to fight against the gods.

But he also couldn't ignore the knight who slayed the dragon, that was the only existence that made him feel threatened, what he had to do now was to win him over, or completely destroy him!

But at present, it seems that he is more inclined to the first option, and the political tools left by his ex-wife are just in line.

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"Arthur, someone is here to see you."

Snow White pushed open Arthur's door, and a short, bearded man came in behind her.

"Sorin, I didn't expect to see you again! You sent me back?"

"No, Master Merlin sent you back. He rewritten the memories of the orc soldiers who stayed outside. Now they think that everyone who saw the dragon is dead except you."

Sorin came to his bed and looked at him somewhat restrained, as if he was afraid of something.

"Why do you keep looking at me, Thorin?"

"No, I just wanted to ask...do you remember how you went to slay the dragon?"

"Remember..." Arthur could understand Thorin's inner thoughts, after all, she felt scared in that state at that time.

"That's not your essence, right, I believe in your Majesty."

After getting the answer, Thorin Oakenshield knelt down on one knee to Arthur, and gave another substandard knight salute.

"After you defeated the dragon Shigespear, I took those orc soldiers who were willing to follow you and the treasures piled up in the dragon's lair, and entered your Britain with the letter of recommendation from Master Merlin. I am now yours. Rider, great King of Britain, Arthur Pendragon."

He looked at Arthur lying on the bed with adoring eyes, as if he was meeting the god in his heart.

"I, Thorin Oakenshield, am honored to be your knight, and I offer my loyalty to you here."

"Thank you, Sorin, thank you for supporting me so much, but I'm not a perfect king..."

Arthur is grateful that Thorin believes in him so much, but he understands that he is not perfect, especially after discovering his 'that' state.

He doesn't want to disappoint those who believe in him...

"There is no real perfection in the world, Arthur, you don't need to pursue the perfection defined by others..."

Merlin did not know when to appear, and patted Arthur on the shoulder.

"People are human just because they are not perfect. The real perfect king is only perfect with the help of trustworthy people around him."

"The king's road is not only a lonely road..."

After speaking, Merlin left.

Tomorrow he will take Arthur away, this matter is very troublesome, and Merlin does not intend to let Arthur participate.

"Teacher Merlin..."

Arthur looked down at Merlin who was going away.

Perhaps, I am not suitable to be a king...

Arthur, or Artoria couldn't help but have such thoughts.

But there is only one king in Britain, and this king can only be her, Artoria Pendragon...

There is no other candidate, King Uther only has Artoria as the orthodox heir, and Artoria's half-sister, the witch Morgan is absolutely impossible to become the king of Britain.

"Only I can carry this burden..."

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In the underground palace, the queen looked at the half-completed Dragon King Potion in the pot, and hesitantly added something other than the formula.

"That man will attack me in seven days. In this case, I can only strike first..."

"I don't think he will let me live, the only one who knows the formula and can make it."

The queen held various materials in her hands, black bones ground into powder, wailing souls in the oil lamp, corpse oil extracted from corpses...

"In this way, he should be able to kill him, but I don't know if it will have some unknown effects on the Dragon King's potion."

The queen wiped the sweat from her forehead, and carefully stirred the ingredients in the pot evenly.

The potion, which was originally orange-red like magma, turned black, as if a layer of black lime was covered on the magma.

"Anyway, the guy has never seen the real Dragon King potion, so he shouldn't be suspicious."

The queen stirred the viscous liquid in the pot, and the beating heart gradually lost its vitality.

Seven days is too short, it is impossible to refine a real potion, at most it is an incomplete semi-finished product.

But the queen needs a day to prepare her own back road. She added some materials that contain curses, and each of the different curses intertwined with each other becomes extremely terrifying.

With the power of this terrible curse, the heart of the dragon Shigemao was refined into the potion in advance.

"Now those who watched me seem to have withdrawn..."

"Do you think I have fully obeyed his orders?"

The queen can smile, after all, she thinks she has never been a good person, and this is the first time she was trusted.

She came to the bed where she was resting in the underground palace, and pushed the bed away forcefully.

A cumbersome magic circle appeared in front of her. The cumbersome patterns looked very complicated, and a lot of patterns in the shape of skulls and ice cubes could be seen.

"The king of the dead imprisoned deep in the land of shadows."

"I beg you to answer my call and accept my sacrifice..."

"The undead army will eventually crush the entire land, and death will spread to the end of the world."

"Only death is eternal."

After the long incantation, the magic circle emitted a terrible cold air, the temperature in the room dropped instantly, and a thin layer of frost formed on the ground.

"Are you capable of opening the channel? Our original agreement is still valid today..."

A faceless man in thick black armor and an ominous helmet sat on a frozen throne and stared at her.

However, if you look closely, you will find that this man is nothing more than an illusory shadow.

But the dead and icy breath that was unintentionally revealed was still terrifying.

(End of this chapter)