Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

After a tough battle, Zhang Deshuai and his pets finally defeated the powerful and evil monster. At this time, everyone was wounded and exhausted.

At this moment, the flower fairy flew lightly among the crowd, her petite body emitting a soft and warm light. She danced with her hands, chanted something, and performed the magic of blooming the flower of life.

Instantly, gorgeous flowers of life bloomed in the air. These flowers exuded a strong breath of vitality, and the petals sparkled with crystal light. The light fell on Zhang Deshuai and his pets like drizzle.

Zhang Deshuai first felt a cool force rushing into his body. The wounds on his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the pain gradually eased. His eyes, which had been dim due to fatigue, were rejuvenated.

The places on the Qilin's body that were scratched by the monster, under the light of the Flower of Life, the charred skin grew back, and the flames burned again, becoming more vigorous.

The wounds on the Frost Dragon's body stopped bleeding, and its scales covered with frost regained their former luster. Its originally heavy breathing also became steady and powerful.

The three heads of Chimera were all filled with comfortable expressions. The corrosion marks caused by the venom gradually disappeared, and the energy loss caused by the pyroblast and dark shock wave was also replenished.

The cracks on the diamond turtle's hard shell slowly healed and became strong again.

The wounds on the Thunder Giant Ape's body that were corroded by dark energy gradually recovered, its strength was replenished again, and the lightning in its eyes became more dazzling.

Zhang Deshuai bent down and picked up the crystal that the monster turned into after its death. The crystal emitted a strange and mysterious light and trembled slightly in his hand.

He held the crystal in front of his eyes and examined it carefully. It seemed as if countless lights and shadows were flowing inside the crystal, changing unpredictably and making it hard to understand. Zhang Deshuai frowned, his eyes focused and full of thought.

"This should be the item that can lift the curse of the Dwarf King!" Zhang Deshuai murmured softly, with both anticipation and a hint of uncertainty in his heart.

He gently turned the crystal in his hand, trying to peek into the secrets from different angles. The light from the crystal surface cast mottled shadows on his face, reflecting his solemn expression.

Zhang Deshuai felt the slight energy fluctuations coming from the crystal and wondered in his heart: How should this crystal be used to exert its curse-removing effect? ​​Does it require a specific spell or some special ritual?

He recalled the fierce battle with the monster and the hardships and dangers he had experienced in order to find this glimmer of hope, and he became more determined to use this crystal to lift the curse of the dwarf king.

Zhang Deshuai took a deep breath and carefully put the crystal into his arms. Then he and his pets set out on the road back to the Dwarf King City.

After a long and arduous journey, Zhang Deshuai and his pets finally returned to the palace. His clothes were ragged and his body was still covered with scars of battle, but his eyes were full of determination and expectation.

Zhang Deshuai didn't bother to rest and immediately told the soldiers at the palace gate what he was here for. Seeing his tired but anxious appearance, the soldiers didn't dare to neglect him and quickly took him to the side of the dwarf king.

The dwarf king was still lying unconscious on the bed, his face as pale as paper, and his breath of life was getting weaker and weaker. Zhang Deshuai took a deep breath and took out the mysterious crystal from his arms.

The moment he took out the crystal, a strong suction force suddenly came out. The crystal seemed to have its own will, breaking free from Zhang Deshuai's hand and floating above the dwarf king's head.

Then, an astonishing scene occurred. The black energy that permeated the dwarf king's body seemed to have life, rushing madly towards the crystal. The crystal emitted a brilliant light, absorbing the black energy one by one.

The black air and the light intertwined, and the whole room was illuminated by this strange scene. Zhang Deshuai and the people around him watched all this nervously, not daring to make a sound.

As the black air was continuously absorbed by the crystal, the Dwarf King's face gradually turned rosy and his breathing began to become steady and strong.

As time went by, the light of the crystal became brighter and brighter, and the black energy on the dwarf king became less and less. Finally, when the last trace of black energy was absorbed into the crystal, the crystal fell onto the bed with a "snap", the light disappeared instantly, and everything returned to calm.

As time passed, the dwarf king finally woke up. He opened his eyes with great effort and looked at the people around the bed in confusion. Although he could not make any response during this period of coma, the miraculous thing was that he could hear everything that happened in the outside world.

The dwarf king's eyes still showed the weakness of a person who had just woken up from a long illness. He turned his head with difficulty, and his eyes finally fixed on Zhang Deshuai. He said in a weak but grateful voice: "Thank you, brave human. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would never wake up again and would not be able to protect my people and this land."

Zhang Deshuai quickly stepped forward, respectfully performed a wizard's salute and said, "Your Majesty, you are too kind. It is my honor to lift the curse for you."

The dwarf king nodded slightly and tried hard to sit up, but his weak body made it difficult for him to do so. The attendant beside him hurried forward to support him, and with the support of the pillow, the dwarf king was finally able to communicate with everyone while half lying down.

"I heard your fierce battle with the monster, and also heard your hard work in finding a way to lift the curse." The Dwarf King's voice was weak, but full of sincerity and emotion. "Your courage and wisdom are admirable. My dwarf clan will definitely remember your kindness."

Zhang Deshuai said humbly: "Your Majesty, this is what I should do. I just hope you can recover soon and let the Dwarf Kingdom return to its former prosperity and prosperity."

The Dwarf King smiled with relief, glanced at Zhang Deshuai and his pets, and said, "Don't worry, kid. I will recover as soon as possible and face the challenges of the future together with everyone."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became relaxed and warm, and everyone was sincerely happy that the Dwarf King had awakened.

Soon, footsteps were heard outside, and a dwarf hurriedly invited a priest to come to restore the dwarf king's body.

The priest was wearing a pure white robe with golden sacred runes embroidered on it, which shone with mysterious brilliance under the light. He wore a tall pointed hat with a serious and solemn face under the brim. The priest's face was clearly defined, and his deep eyes were firm and compassionate, as if he could see through all the sufferings in the world.

He held a heavy holy book in his hand, the cover of which was inlaid with brilliant gemstones, emitting a soft and sacred light. The priest's steps were steady and powerful, and each step seemed to carry a sacred rhythm, which made people feel awe.

When he walked into the room, everyone fell silent unconsciously, their eyes focused on him. The priest of the Church came to the bed of the Dwarf King, bowed slightly, and then slowly opened the holy book in his hand.

He closed his eyes and began to chant a mysterious spell. The sound of the spell was low and melodious, as if it came from ancient times, carrying endless mysterious power. As the spell was chanted, white light surged from his body and gradually gathered between his hands.

The light became stronger and stronger, gradually forming a huge ball of light that completely enveloped the Dwarf King. Bathed in this white light, the pain on the Dwarf King's face gradually eased, and the trembling of his body slowly stopped.

In this warm and powerful light, the wounds on the Dwarf King's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. His fatigue gradually dissipated, and was replaced by renewed vitality and vigor.

As the light gradually faded, the dwarf king's body had fully recovered. He sat up from the bed, feeling his body full of strength again, his eyes full of surprise and gratitude.

The priest put away the holy book with a gratified smile on his face. He bowed to the dwarf king again, then turned around and left the room silently, leaving everyone in amazement to savor this magical scene.