Zongman: The Legend of the Demon Fox

Chapter 70 Dragon and Nine Tails and Hongjun

"Where am I..."

When he woke up, he had been tied up and thrown into a luxurious carriage.

It seems that after losing consciousness, he was found and brought back to the capital by those sent from the kingdom to find those who captured him before.

"Come here, kid, let me see you."

In the beautiful garden, the majestic king spoke to him as kindly as possible.

"Okay, Your Majesty the King. My name is Merlin Ambrosius, and I am a druid who lives in the forest."

Merlin answered the king humbly, appearing to be very educated.

"Oh, I really didn't expect my people to tie a great druid in front of me. Please forgive their recklessness, and you can stay here for dinner if you want."

"Of course, His Royal Highness. After all, delicate and delicious food is not easy to eat in the forest. But I still want to know why you brought me here."

Merlin bowed slightly to show respect. After all, even if a proud magician faced the king of a country, such a gesture seemed to respect him enough.

The king didn't doubt it. After all, magicians all have a mysterious and ethereal temperament, which is impossible to imitate unless they have really been exposed to magic, and there are court magicians in his kingdom.

"I'm sorry to ask you to come here in such a rude way. It's mainly the idea of ​​my court magicians..."

The kingdom wanted to build a tower, but failed.No matter how hard his soldiers worked during the day, at night the tower would be reduced to ruins overnight.Therefore, King Vortigern asked his magician for a solution, and the magician said that he would add a child's blood to the lime used to build the tower, but the child's father must not be human.In order to find such a child, the king's messenger soon found Merlin and brought it to the king.

"It's impossible to use my blood, not because I don't want to. It's just useless. I really wonder if those magicians of yours really understand magic?"

Merlin shook his head, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Why did you come up with this idea? Although the magician under me is not very powerful, it can also swap out flames to injure opponents and summon huge monsters. Although it is unreliable most of the time, it should not be so unbearable."

There was a wise light in the king's deep eyes, obviously, he was interested in Merlin.

"There is a problem under the ground. If I am not wrong, there should be groundwater below. The reason why the tower fell is because of this."

"If it's true what your Excellency said. Then if the water is drained, it will be fine."

"I'm afraid not. There is too much groundwater. It can't be pumped out by manpower alone, and there are risks even if you use magic. Usually there will be some phantom species in that kind of place. If you want to die, you can just do it. If you put something terrible I don't care if I come out."

"I don't know if you can accurately estimate what kind of monsters exist in it."

The king's eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he saw an incomparably bright gemstone.

"I have to conduct a field investigation first, and I don't know what His Highness the King thinks."

"of course can."

After that, with the help of the king, Merlin inspected the area where the tower was to be built, and finally saw two sleeping dragons in the two hollow boulders, which proved that what Merlin said was not wrong, so the king let Merlin go.

"It's getting late now, I wonder if your excellency would like to stay in this king's castle for one night."

At the dinner table, the king gracefully waved the knife and fork to eat at an extremely fast pace, and at the same time asked Merlin with a smile.

"Thank you very much, it is my honor His Royal Highness to rest for a night in your palace."

Merlin also replied gracefully, but at the same time, he looked at the king's plate and the uncleaned and greasy plates piled up beside him with weird eyes.

It can only be said that he is indeed the uncle of King Arthur?

(I've checked, and this Vortigan should be King Arthur's uncle, and Merlin should be assisted by the three emperors after him. The last one is King Arthur.)
Under the servant's arrangement, Merlin stayed in a luxurious guest room.

Spacious big bed, velvet pillows and quilts, as well as beautiful oil paintings and various exquisite reliefs on the walls as decorations.

"The life of the rich is different. When I am taller, I can consider pursuing these things. It may be a good idea to be a court magician."

Throwing down on the big soft bed, Merlin quickly fell into a sweet dream.

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"You came……"

The ethereal voice echoed in Merlin's ears as if it was far away yet very near.

"who is it?"

"I am the one who has suppressed chaos for thousands of years, the forger of all treasures in the world...the world has given me too many names, but if you can, you can call me-Nine Tails."

"Suppressing Chaos... Could it be?!"

In his dream, Merlin remembered a legend he had seen.

At the beginning of the birth of the world, an evil god from another world left an evil power here. That power can confuse people's hearts and devour all things. It is feared by the gods and is called Chaos.

According to the power of chaos, it only takes a hundred years to swallow the entire world, but because an existence that also came suddenly was suppressed, no one knows the origin of that existence, and it is said that he is a foreign strongman invited by the world's suppression Some people also say that He is the God of Creation, and some even regard him as the embodiment of the will of the world.

Because of its unknown body, no one knows His real image, and even the image that appears every time is different.

But the original version should be a crimson fox as huge as a star, as dazzling as the sun, with nine tails.

"You are really the one in the legend, isn't that really just a legend?"

Merlin was beyond shocked at this moment.

He even wanted to pinch himself to see if it was a dream, but he found that it didn't hurt, and it really was a dream.

"You have the blood of the nightmare, haven't you noticed it? This is indeed a dream, but you should know that this is not a purely purposeful dream."

"You mean..." Merlin's pupils suddenly enlarged in disbelief.

"This is the subspace I created with the help of your dream. Before the chaos invaded your body, I drove it here, but there was no way to eradicate it. You must become stronger quickly, and then you can control this dream more perfectly. Only then can you cooperate with me to remove the power of chaos." Nine Tails replied with a low voice.

"But according to the legend, with your mighty power, this little bit of chaos should be easily taken out, it shouldn't be so troublesome."

Merlin, who has nothing to do but likes to read books related to legends and myths and biographies of heroes, asked suspiciously.

"Do you think your small body can carry all my strength? What is currently residing in your body is just a clone of me. Just like the incarnation of chaos evades my pursuit, I also follow the chaos in my incarnation. "

"Then why don't you invite your main body..."

In the middle of Merlin's words, suddenly the space in front of him was distorted, his consciousness left the dreamland, and only a voice echoed in his mind.

"My main body is very busy now, so I can only rely on you."

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In the Huaxia of Xingyue World, a fairyland-like deep mountain, the body of Zhongyue Jiu took a sip of tea, and then picked up a chess piece and placed it on the chessboard in front of him.

"It's a good move. It seems that the gourd seeds that the old man treasured are about to be lost."

On the opposite side of the chessboard, an old man dressed as a farmer stroked his long beard and looked at the chessboard carefully, then picked up a black stone, hesitated for a long time, and finally made a move.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, it looks like it's hard for me to lose this round."

Yue Jiu smiled lightly, and settled again without hesitation.

"Tao friendly means!"

Hongjun stared at the chessboard for a long time, then the rascal lowered his head and sighed, reluctantly took out a gourd seed from his pocket and handed it to Yue Jiu.

"Pindao's gourd seeds have been preserved for tens of thousands of years. You can take good care of them. You may win them back anytime."

After speaking, Hongjun left his seat with the hoe on his shoulder and walked to the medicine field beside him.

"Why don't you come down?"

"No more, no more, it's time to water my medicine. I'm busy, you go, I can't keep you here." He urged, as if to drive someone away.

"Well, there will be a period later."

After speaking, Yue Jiu turned and left.

"Don't do it again, if you come back to me, you'll have to dig out all my old tricks." The old man complained, then walked to the side of the chessboard and started playing on his own, "This thing is really mysterious, wait for me to practice it for a few more years. You can definitely win back what you lose, you stinky fox just wait for me."

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(End of this chapter)