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"Dooby! Dobby—"

Nasriel roared and woke up from his sleep, frightened into a cold sweat.

In the dream, Dubi was covered in blood, and he still clearly played back in his mind. When he realized that it was just a dream, he suddenly turned his head and looked to the side.

A snow-white spirit beast lay on the stone exuding a strange luster. The wings, which were as thin as cicada wings and seemed to be flowing like gold, were gently folded behind him. Even if it was motionless, it looked extremely beautiful.The spirit beast has its eyes closed, its snow-white eyelashes are much more curled than most people's, and its reddish nose is slowly exhaling hot air. That is the only evidence that this spirit beast is still alive.

Yes, Dubby was still alive, but he never woke up.

Nasriel stared fixedly at Dubi's face, and after a while he got up and bent over to rub against his face. The fur on the outermost layer was not soft, but Nasriel rubbed it several times and was not willing to leave.

Dubi lay obediently on the spot, neither responding to him, nor acting like a baby with him like before.

Nasriel covered his eyes with his hand, stood up and stood up.

Nasriel couldn't remember the scene when he saw Dubi after he walked out of the enchantment mouth. He only remembered that Dubi had a lot of blood on his body, which was bright red, which made his eyes hurt and his heartbeat seemed to be completely chaotic. It jumped like frantically and chaotically.

He didn't even wait to take a second look at Neltharion, all his thoughts were on Dobby at that moment.

He bled a lot...

He's still breathing...

There are such deep wounds on his body...

Nasriel had never felt so flustered before, he didn't know what to do, and he didn't even dare to touch him, for fear that if he touched him, his already weak breath would completely disappear.

He glanced at Nelthario in a panic, finally gritted his teeth and hugged Dobby, who had completely lost blood and fainted, and then disappeared into the barrier without anyone noticing.

He brought Dubimon into his foggy mirror world, just like Nesario, his foggy mirror world has never been visited by anyone, unlike Nelthario, he doesn't like himself A person stayed in the foggy mirror world, so even he himself didn't stay in the foggy mirror world for too long, and it was the first time that he brought outsiders in.

He put the Dubi into the dry and soft hide, and it took a lot of effort to stop the blood that was still oozing from the wound on his stomach.

He anxiously guarded Dubimon, not daring to leave even a single step, but Dubimon never woke up again.

until now.

By the time the wounds on Dubby's body had completely healed, he still hadn't woken up.

Nasriel couldn't describe his current mood. Fortunately, remorse, guilt, anxiety and worry were mixed together, so that every night when he fell asleep, he would dream of Dobby, covered in blood, dying in front of him, and then he would wake up sweating profusely.

While holding the hope that "someday when he wakes up, maybe he will see Dobby wake up together", while falling into more painful disappointment every time he opens his eyes.

He wants him to wake up, just wants him to wake up.

Nesriel closed his eyes in pain, took a deep breath, and walked into the barrier entrance in the foggy mirror world.

He had to think of a way, Dubby had to wake up.

"You're finally back."

Hearing the sound behind him, Nelthario didn't even turn his head, and said directly.

Nasriel walked up to him in a few steps, couldn't even keep the usual smile on his lips, and said straight to the point, "Dubi hasn't woken up yet."

Neltharion finally turned his head and frowned.

"Didn't wake up?"

Nasriel nodded, his eyes were slightly red, "I don't know what's going on, the wounds on his body have healed, but he just hasn't woken up."

Neltharion was lost in thought.

Nasriel, however, seemed to have suddenly found a vent, his voice was trembling with emotion.

"Nesarion, I'm very scared. If he never wakes up again... No, he will definitely wake up, but what should I do? What can I do?"

"Calm down," Neltharion said.

Nasriel interrupted him abruptly, "I can't calm down now!"

Neltharion looked at him calmly, "I know, but you must calm down now."

Nasriel looked up at Neltharion's amber vertical pupils, and finally laughed, "Nesarion, I really can't calm down, even when I go to bed at night, I dream of him in front of me I'm really terrified of dying."

Neltharion looked at him motionless, and stretched out his hand after a long sigh.

Nasriel looked at him in a trance, and it took him a long time to realize that he wanted to give him a hug, but even if Neltharion made such an action against his nature, Nasriel was not in the mood to be surprised, but said It's even more uncomfortable not to come out.

Nesario's mood was also a bit complicated, as if Nasriel had never seen him care as much as Lu Shaoyu before, and he also did not expect that Nasriel would be so caring about Dubi, so caring. He tried to hide some things but couldn't do it.

"Listen, you have to calm down now, because only when you calm down can you think about whether you want to do what I say."

"What?" Nesriel asked weakly, then his eyes widened suddenly, and he asked again loudly, "What?! Do you have any idea?"

Nelthario sighed again, and said, "It's not a solution. I can't guarantee whether it will work or not, or it can only depend on your luck."

"Say it! As long as he can wake up."

"Remember that I gave him a drop of my blood? This time you can use your own blood, feed him, drop it into the pool, soak him in it. Maybe he will wake up and..."

"What?" Nesriel asked eagerly.

Neltharion paused for a long time before continuing, "And if he survives, he may be able to transform into a human form."

Nasriel froze suddenly.

"...where did you hear that?"

"I don't remember, so you should think about it yourself. After all, this may not be a good thing for Dubi." Nesario said blankly.

Indeed, for Dubi, this process may be more tormented than ever.

Few creatures can withstand the blood of the dragon clan. Neltharion gave Dubi a little, and it has completely changed his form, and made him suffer unspeakable pain.Let alone now.

But Nesliel asked himself, he was indeed attracted by Neltharion's words.

If Dubi could survive and transform into a human form... He couldn't even imagine it.

But what if he can't make it through?Nasriel couldn't even imagine it.

He took two steps back in a daze, "Let me think about it."

"If he really fell asleep, this is the only way. I've already told you, you can think about it slowly." Neltharion said, reaching out and patted his shoulder, and walked away from him.

"By the way, father is looking for you."

Nasriel nodded silently, waved his hand again to create an enchantment opening, and walked in.

When he returned to his lair, Dubi was still the same as when he left, obediently lying on the spot without moving.

"I am back."

Nasriel twitched the corners of his mouth, sat next to Dubby, and stretched out his hand to stroke his soft down along his head.

"Dubi, why don't you wake up, wake up quickly and I'll take you to play."

No one responded to him, and Dubby couldn't respond to him anymore.

Nasriel squinted his eyes and looked at Dubi for a long time, finally he closed his eyes, put his finger to his mouth, and bit it hard.

Call him selfish, but he really wants Dubimon to be able to turn into a human, and even more so that he can wake up.

And he also thought it over, if it was really doomed that he couldn't wake up again, he would definitely not leave him alone.

Nasriel looked at Dobby and smiled, and finally kissed the corner of his eyes against his forehead.

The dark red blood slid down the corners of Dubi's mouth drop by drop, and then Nesriel held Dubi tightly in his arms, making sure that he would be able to detect any reactions he had at the first time, and he closed his eyes tiredly. eyes.

Dragon's blood did make Dubi no longer unresponsive as before. When Nasriel felt Dubi curl up in his arms, he opened his eyes suddenly.

Dubby still closed his eyes, but curled up in pain.

Nasriel hugged Dubi in his arms in a panic, caressing him with trembling hands, and talking to him cautiously.

"It's me, Dubi is me, I'm Nesriel, can you hear me? I selfishly gave you my blood, Neltharion said, so you might wake up, It may even become the same as us, I have selfishly made the decision for you, so you insist on waking up, please, please."

Dubi trembled slightly in his arms, and it took a long time before he was freed from the sweaty state, no longer struggling, and no reaction.

Still haven't woken up.

Nasriel felt the still warm breath under his nose, and let out a long breath.

He guessed right, Dobby's body has been mixed with Neltharion's blood, so he will not have a strong rejection reaction like the first contact, then will he be like what Neltharion described? That way, he gradually absorbed his blood, then slowly reacted, and finally woke up completely.

Nesriel wasn't sure, but he had direction because of this inexplicable hope.

"It's already the ninth day, are you still planning to wake up?"

Nasriel withdrew his hand, wiped the red blood around Dubi's mouth finely, and then skillfully hugged him into his arms, waiting for his next reaction.

In these few days, Dubi seemed to have adapted to his blood quickly.

There were still some reactions from the very beginning, but the effect seemed to be very weak.

But Nasriel was still used to holding him, and he would not put him down until he was breathing completely calmly.

Dubi still didn't respond this time, Nesriel's expectations would always come to nothing at this time, disappointment is almost inevitable, but Dubi's breathing reminded him every moment that it was not time to be disappointed .

"I'm going out to eat something, do you want to eat? If your mouth smells like blood, eat some Cuddly Roots. I'll go find it and I'll be back soon. You wait for me."

Nasriel gently patted Dobby's head, seeing his docile and obedient appearance, he assumed that he had agreed, and then got up and left the nest.

But shortly after he left, a muffled hum suddenly came from the empty lair.

Immediately after being placed on the stone platform, the spirit beast curled up in pain again after a lapse of nine days, and made a more painful sound than every time before.

"Nice, Nasriel..."

A youthful hoarse and soft voice came from the spirit beast's mouth. He seemed to be very uncomfortable, and he didn't fully understand what happened to him. There seemed to be two kinds of creatures pulling each other in his body, and the fluff on his body sometimes faded and sometimes appeared. , until it finally disappeared completely on the back, turning into white and smooth skin, and the soft claws turned into slender fingers. The original look.

He tightly rolled himself into a ball, his fingers opened and contracted unconsciously, as if he wanted to grab something, and from the time he was able to utter the first syllable, he kept shouting the name of Nesriel .

He vaguely remembered what Nesriel had said to him, which was why he had been enduring the pain to swallow the bloody liquid all this time. Dubi was in a daze, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and then he opened his eyes Eyes opened.

He survived!He turned into a kind of Nesriel!