The Lord's Guide to How to Train Your Dragon

"Gulliver!"

Even though there was an impassable space, Irma immediately determined intuitively that the white figure about to be engulfed by the magma was Gulliver!He had no time to think about why Gulliver appeared in the crater after more than 100 days, and only subconsciously shouted to the mech, "Save him quickly! He will be swallowed by magma!"

"Yes!" The mecha led in a deep voice, started all the engines and crazily rotated, trying to break through the chaotic stress field and enter the subspace.At the same time, the reactor exploded with a huge amount of energy at the last moment, and the magnetic field was instantly excited. With a sound of "buzz," the space channel suddenly strengthened!

The mecha grasped the opportunity keenly. Although it couldn't rush into the second half of the volcano immediately, it mobilized all the energy sources in time, released a huge strong air current, and formed a hurricane in the crater, knocking Gulliver and Joe away. The boiling water and magma around the base were briefly blown away.

A sense of suffocation struck, the mech drew almost all of its energy, and the protective layer on Irma's body was reduced to the lowest level. Under the strong tension, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

In the blink of an eye, the reactor ran out of energy and went out suddenly. The mech was rolled several times in mid-air by the force field of the magnetic field disorder, and fell into the mud at the edge of the flame forest.

"The energy source is overloaded... the ultra-dimensional alloy is damaged, and it will be downgraded soon..." the mecha issued a system alarm, and the level was downgraded one after another.Irma was in severe pain and couldn't bear the pressure of the control system. She had to get out of the mecha and fell into the mud.

The hyperspace mecha was completely closed and turned into a small badge. Irma struggled in the mud for a long time before picking it up, staggered out of the mud, and leaned against a big tree panting violently.

It was dark all around, the reactor was completely extinguished, the dimensional channel disappeared, and the huge space bubble fell apart, turning into a small floating mountain, floating in the distance.Irma's mind went blank, and it took a long time to remember what she was doing, what happened just now, she looked around blankly, and muttered to herself: "Is it over? Is that...it's over?"

Where's Gulliver?What about Zhou Wei?Where's Percy?Have they left subspace?Or... nothing has changed and the plan has completely failed?

Suddenly, there was a rustle in the canopy of the tree, and Irma came to her senses. Just as she was about to raise her head, a black figure suddenly jumped down from the tree, a slender arm strangled his neck, and the cold blade stuck to his throat: "do not move!"

Zhou Wei!

Him, they came out? !Irma's breathing almost stopped, and she spoke with a voice trembling like leaves in the wind: "Zhou, Zhou Wei?"

Zhou Wei tightly strangled his neck, his voice was cold and ruthless, exuding a strong murderous intent every word: "I, say, don't, move! Let your people back away, or I will cut your throat right away!"

Irma looked around, only to realize that she had been surrounded by dragons at some point. Hundreds of Thunder Dragons were circling above the woods. In the distance, there were messy footsteps in the bushes, probably from the Heji Legion Coming in a hurry.

There was a pain in the throat, and hot blood dripped onto his chest. It was Zhou Wei who cut his neck. Irma suddenly remembered that more than 100 days ago, in the second space, he held Zhou Wei in the same way. At this moment, their The situation was miraculously similar, but their positions were completely reversed.

Sighing silently, he sternly whistled to the dragons towards the sky, and then loudly said to the Heji Legion that rushed over: "Don't come here! No one is allowed to move!"

The dragon group got his instructions, hovered and slowly rose, leaving the top of their heads.The Heji army surrounded them, and several priests headed by Nash recognized Irma and Zhou Wei, and ordered everyone not to approach them, and only surrounded them from a distance.

"Your Majesty!" Nash cried anxiously, "How are you, Your Majesty?"

"I'm fine." Irma tried her best to stabilize her voice, and said, "Everyone back up, Nash, take your people out of the flame forest, hurry up!"

Silent, Nash hesitated for a while, but he had no choice but to lead the crowd back.Irma felt the dagger on her neck loosen, and asked the people behind her in a low voice: "Where's Gulliver? Has he come out? Where is he?"

Zhou Wei didn't answer, just snorted coldly, flipped his wrist and put the dagger in his mouth, suddenly clamped his arms tightly with both hands, and threw him into the air: "Here you are!"

When the wind rang in Irma's ears, she flew upside down and crashed into a broad and rigid embrace in an instant.The man wrapped his arms around his waist, his big iron-like hands tightly grasped his throat, and his fingers kept tightening, as if trying to strangle him to death in his arms.

Irma heard a fragile "creaking" sound from her throat, the air could not enter the throat, and her chest became more and more stuffy, more and more suffocating...

Fear surfaced in his heart, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes. In the dark night, he only saw a pair of familiar eyes that he thought about day and night. The pupils were like molten gold, shining with anger and despair.

Gulliver!Irma struggled to hold the other's wrist, his fingers trembling uncontrollably, the joy of reunion and the fear of death seized his mind at the same time, he was eager to see Gulliver's face clearly, to see that he had No injuries, but due to suffocation, the vision started to go black, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Just like that... die?As the mind dimmed, Irma began to realize that Gulliver really wanted to kill herself.He was a little sad, and his short and boring life flashed through his mind—from a prince to a slave, from a murderer to a lord, he faithfully carried out all his destiny, and now, he just started to try to fight against it. Thinking of it, it ushered in the last ridicule.

His life is a black humor.

In the endless darkness, Irma thought he had been strangled to death, but after an unknown period of time, he found himself waking up again.Someone was sitting on his waist and was pressing his chest hard, the force was so great that his ribs tingled sharply.Then there was a warm touch from his lips, and a large amount of air was slowly blown into his trachea.

The stopped heart beat weakly again, and Irma struggled to breathe. The cold air quickly rubbed against his airway, making him cough loudly.

The hand on the chest stopped moving. Irma opened her eyes and found that she seemed to be in the sub-continent, the surrounding temperature was extremely low, her vision was hazy and dim, and only a pair of golden eyes were vaguely seen, staring at him with fear and hatred. .

Irma subconsciously grabbed the hand that was pressing on her chest. It was cold and slippery, covered with cold sweat, and the rough texture could be faintly touched on the back of the hand, like the scars after the scars fell off.He tried his best to breathe to regain his sanity, held on to the hand tightly, and opened his mouth to utter a few small syllables with difficulty: "Ge, Gulliver..."

Gulliver's breathing paused for two seconds, and then he gasped like a wild beast, broke away from his hand, and strangled his neck again.

Irma scratched twice in the dark, and seized a corner of his sleeve, but had no strength to resist his frightening strength.Gulliver choked him fiercely, tightened his fingers, and sent him to hell little by little.

Irma's injured larynx gave out unbearable pain, and the second suffocation made her chest almost explode, but all of this was not as painful as the despair in her heart - Gulliver hated him so much, hated him so much that he would torture him in this way , Let him toss back and forth on the edge of life and death.

"No, don't..." Irma struggled to spit out two weak single sounds, loosened his sleeves, fumbled for the chain sword from her belt, and handed it to him with all her strength.

The moment he was touched by the hilt of the sword, Gulliver's fingers suddenly stopped.Irma exhausted her last breath, and hissed: "Kill, kill me. If, if you hate me so much, just, just kill me... just for the sake of us... , give me a good time."

Warm tears fell from the corner of his eyes, Irma couldn't help but feel sorry for himself, he knew it was right, Gulliver should hate him, he did so many terrible things, almost killed both of their brothers, killed Zhou Wei... But he still couldn't help being sad, he always wanted to do the right thing, but for some reason, he did so many mistakes.

Gulliver held the hilt of the sword that Irma handed over, as if infected by the faint tremor coming from above, his big hand couldn't help trembling.He stared at Irma with his golden eyes, sometimes angry, sometimes sad, sometimes passionate... After a long time, a large drop of water rolled out of his eyes and hit Irma's nose.

The drop of water slid over Irma's cheek, joined his tears, and fell on the cold ground, making a soft sound that didn't exist—"pop!"

"Ah!" Gulliver let out a painful muffled cry from his throat, suddenly jumped up from Irma, and slammed his fist hard on the nearby ice curtain. There was a loud bang, and the two-meter-high ice wall instantly shattered, making a thunderous roar!

"Roar!" Gulliver roared like a furious beast, punching the surrounding ice curtain with one punch after another. The continuous loud noise echoed in the empty subcontinent, and countless tiny ice cubes splashed like There was a sudden hailstorm.

"Enough!" Irma closed her eyes in pain and shouted hoarsely, "It's all my fault, don't, don't hurt yourself anymore... I, I'm right here, you kill me! "

Gulliver stood in the icy debris on the floor panting wildly, turning back and forth like a trapped animal, his golden eyes fixed on Irma all the time, shaking his head, shaking his head again, his eyes changed several times, and suddenly he yelled , rushed forward with a stride, lightly sent the chain sword in his hand, and pierced Irma's chest!

"Gulliver!" Zhou Wei was terrified, and rushed over to hug Gulliver's waist, blocking his right hand firmly, "You're going to kill him!"

"Let me go!" Gulliver struggled and shouted loudly, hitting Zhou Wei's abdomen with an elbow.

"Pfft!" Zhou Wei snorted, and was knocked backward by him and fell out. Fortunately, he was gently caught by a broad chest before landing.

Percy hugged Zhou Wei from behind, helped him to stand firm, and rushed to Gulliver like lightning, hooked his left foot around, easily stuck him in his arms, and shouted: "Enough, Gulliver, you are torturing yourself! If you kill him, you will never get out of his shadow in this life!"

Gulliver was firmly locked by Percy, struggling twice, his whole body suddenly went limp, and let out a heart-piercing roar: "No, no! I, I can't do it... I'm sorry, Percy , I can't kill him!"

Gulliver looked at the fainted Irma with red eyes, looked at the chain sword Qianqian stuck in his chest, and said helplessly and in despair: "I, I still love him...Percy, I know this is wrong. , but I can't stop..."

Zhou Wei rubbed his painful abdomen, walked over and gently pulled out the chain sword from Irma's chest, pressed the wound tightly and sprinkled hemostatic medicine, and said to Percy: "It's okay, the wound is not deep, he just fainted It's over."

Percy sighed, let go of Gulliver, held him in his arms, and patted him on the back, "Stop it, Gulliver, I know, I know. You don't need to apologize, I never thought I want you to kill him."

"I'm sorry." Gulliver hugged Percy tightly, and said hoarsely in pain, "I thought about it countless times, I thought I could let it go...but I can't, I can't kill him...I'm sorry Percy , please forgive him, I am willing to use any means to compensate you, I plead for him, please forgive me...I'm sorry...I still love him, I can't..."

Gulliver let go of all his pride and self-esteem, and begged his brother incoherently. He knew that he loved the wrong person, but "love" was so unreasonable. He knew he was wrong, but he still couldn't stop .

Percy never knew that Gulliver would beg himself so humbly for other people's mistakes, and couldn't help feeling sore in his heart, hugged his obviously thin body, and used his arms to give him warmth and strength: "Okay, I will I know, I forgive him. We will always be brothers, Gulliver, and your decisions are mine, and I will always be by your side."

Gulliver vented, and the depression that had been in his heart for a long time finally began to dissipate, and the cold palm slowly warmed up.

Zhou Wei stood beside them silently, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart. He had never known what "love" was. At this moment, seeing Gulliver struggling for Irma, he vaguely felt it. What.

Love is really a grinding thing!Fortunately, I have contraindications!

A complacent person hugged his unconscious brother: "This place is too close to the rift of the surface continent, it is not safe, we need to find a hidden place to rest. How about Ice Valley? No one should be able to find it there. "

Percy agreed, Gulliver seconded, and the three reached an agreement and rushed to Ice Valley together.