Chapter 532: Enter Vertically, Exit Horizontally

Cerela's arcane eye was shattered.

Grete's palms paused in the air.

——With Cerela's magic control ability, the arcane eye summoned can be shattered on the spot. Then the same type he summoned with the arcane eye ring will probably not survive for three seconds...

If it doesn’t come, it won’t come. Just take it back and think of something else.

Cerira glanced at him worriedly.

How much effort Grete went through to get that little snake, she participated in the whole process, and it was clear: it was not a ton of hardships, but it was actually a journey of thousands of miles back and forth.

Although the process was interesting, she didn't want to do it again...

If this little snake was lost, or if it ate the wrong thing and simply exploded, Gretel would have to find a new one. What a trouble it would be!

"otherwise……"

Little Princess Yuehui began to roll up her sleeves. His body was covered with white light, exuding patches of magical brilliance, and dragon scales loomed beside his ears and cheeks:

"Shall I go down and take a look? Can I help you catch the little snake?"

"This..." Gretel hesitated a little. It wasn't that he was worried about Cerrela's safety: a poisonous dragon that could be killed by a cannon would be a joke if its dragon's nest could trap Cerrela. The problem is, it's a poisonous dragon!

Poison dragon!

How is the environment down there? Could it be a pool of slimy, green and smelly poisonous water?

He knew how much Cerela loved to be clean. He could throw three or five flaming balls every day just to boil water for bathing. For the sake of his little snake, let her get dirty?

Regardless of whether Cerela cares or not, Grete himself is the first to feel sorry for himself!

He grabbed Cerela's arm and pondered for a moment, hesitating on how to stop it. In just a short moment, another wave of emotion entered his heart. Gretel was startled and suddenly said:

"Wait, don't go down yet. ... It says it's fine."

Not only was it great, it was just crazy fun. In my mind, the little snake scurried back and forth crazily, swishing its tail, turning somersaults, coiling up on this place, and then on that:

"Mine! Mine! It's all mine! I want to—eat it!"

Gretel knew for the first time that incorporeal creatures could also eat. But the little snake was indeed eating: big mouthfuls, wolfing down the food, eagerly and quickly, for fear of being robbed. While eating, thoughts came to me crazily:

"It's delicious! It's delicious! Something I've never eaten before! - I feel like I'm going to grow up! Let me eat for a while!"

Grete simply changed his position, allowing himself to lean more calmly and steadily, and closed his eyes slightly. After a while, images began to come from the little snake's side:

The bottom of the water is quite vast, especially for the petite snake spirit, it is almost endless. The Bitan is deep, and the bottom is covered with snow-white gravel. If you look closely, you can see that they have different shapes, including epiphyses, bones, and joints. They are clearly the bones left by the poisonous dragon.

The gravel was gleaming with phosphorescence, and there were patches and fine lines on it, which were obviously the scales that the poisonous dragon usually rubbed off. The little snake lay on these scales, eating from one piece to that piece, and from that piece to this piece, shaking its head and tail, happily.

Grete looked amused. The little snake occasionally lowered its head, and its belly had bulged several times. Although the vipers in this world cannot transform into dragons, the things left by the poisonous dragons are also of great benefit to the snake spirits. If you seize the opportunity, you will naturally have to eat hard.

Its body swelled and shrank, and its brilliance loomed. Gretel didn't know if this Contracted Spirit was going to advance, but seeing this, he wanted to take it back. The little snake quickly sent thoughts:

"I want to eat more! There's still a little bit left! Eat some more!"

...how long do you have to chew on these scales? The scales in the gravel are old and new, and some of them are almost gone. Just relying on the snake to eat them side by side is too inefficient...

Grete sighed, communicated with it for a while, and then drove the little snake to leave the sand and swim towards the edge of the pool. It does not move its head or tail, but curls its tail into a bow shape, flicks it hard, and shoots forward like a sharp arrow——

Sa!

With one bounce, it flew several feet, and with another bounce, it rushed out several feet more. Soon reaching the edge of the pool, the little snake supported its body with its tail, raised its trunk and looked left and right. After a moment, another intense feeling of joy came over:

"It's delicious!--better than the one before!"

It swooped forward, plunged into a ball of sticky gelatin, and gulped it down. Gretel was stunned:

What is this?

Ambergris?

Don't tell me it's the saliva of a poisonous dragon, it's disgusting!

The little snake doesn't know what disgusting is. It ate a delicious meal, and from time to time it shouted "delicious, delicious", "fresh and delicious", and "much more delicious than the previous ones" in its mind. Grete's heart moved and she asked it quietly:

"Can you taste it?"

"Of course! My previous master relied on me to identify herbs!"

"Then... can you tell the difference between the smell of sea water and the smell of fresh water?"

"Of course it can! The sea water is so salty!"

"What about sea water and ordinary salt water?"

A confused thought came over the little snake, as if he didn't understand what Gretel was talking about. Grete was not in a hurry, and waited quietly for it to finish eating, fill up, and then turn into a bolt of lightning and shoot it back into his palm again.

This time, the little snake did not coil around the oak stick and sleep soundly as usual. Its tail flexed and stretched, then bounced up. Before Grete stretched out his hand to stop it, it had turned into a stream of light, shot into the center of its eyebrows, and disappeared.

"What happened to the little snake?"

Serila stretched out her hand to catch it, but failed. Gretel closed his eyes slightly, feeling the swelling between his eyebrows, and curled his lips:

"It seems to have eaten too much and is holding on. It wants to go back to my meditation world to digest... It said that after digesting, it should be able to advance... Wait..."

At this point, the whole person swayed twice and fell down.

Celera was caught off guard and quickly reached out to pull Grete out, barely pulling him up before he fell into the water. Looking again, this guy's eyes were closed tightly and he was breathing evenly. Under his thin eyelids, his eyes turned slightly for a long time——

"Are you starting to meditate now?"

Serila was angry and funny:

"Hey, this is not a place for meditation! It's so dark! It's so narrow! The tide is going to be high! In a few hours, no one can be here anymore!"

After shaking it for a few times, Grete closed his eyes and responded. Apparently he had fallen into deep meditation and could not wake up for a while.

Serila had no choice but to pick him up and throw him on her back. She muttered and walked out on tiptoes:

"I promised to accompany others to play, but why did I start meditating... Huh, if I weren't here, I could carry you back, but these people in the cave are not allowed to put you on the raft and let you get wet all the way. Float back in the shower!"

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