After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

Wen Yao groped forward in the thick fog.

The chaotic magic power surged from all directions, and the magic power detector hanging on the waist has lost its function, and it can only make intermittent hissing sounds.

Wen Yao didn't know if it was because the surrounding fog was getting thicker and thicker, and Wen Yao felt dizzy.

The things seen in the field of vision gradually turned into double images, and the nasal cavity and mouth were filled with a strong rusty smell.

The thick white mist almost condensed into a solid body.

There was a vast white mist all around, and I couldn't see my fingers. I could only vaguely see more huge shadows passing around, but I couldn't catch their traces at all.

Wen Yao spit out bloody saliva and closed her eyes.

The body is habitually placed in the posture before the battle, and all the muscles in the whole body are tense, like a bowstring ready to go.

After losing sight, other senses are heightened and become more acute.

She listened quietly, feeling the flow of air around her.

A ray of breeze trickled gently from the back of his head.

--In the back!

Wen Yao opened her eyes suddenly, a stern look flashed across her eyes, and she clenched her blood-stained teeth.

The fighting action has already been done thousands of times, and it has been deeply imprinted in the muscle memory. Without any second of extra thinking, aim smoothly and pull the trigger.

The huge shadow stagnated for a brief moment.

A shuttle of ammunition infused with magic power poured out, and the sound of gunfire echoed in the empty mist.

A look of astonishment flashed in Wen Yao's eyes.

Although every bullet in the magazine was shot straight and precisely into the shadows, her instinct told it——

Missed.

It all fell through.

……what happened?

Wen Yao gritted her teeth and quickly changed the bomb.

The empty clip fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

At this moment, the huge shadow not far away approached rapidly, and then suddenly split into several completely different shadows!

Only then did Wen Yao see clearly that the shadow was also mist, but it was thicker than the surrounding area, and even vaguely had a specific shape, like a huge flying insect, or a bat with wings spread. Hollow spaces could be seen in the white mist. There was a weird and crazy light flashing in the eye sockets of his eyes, and he rushed towards Wen Yao from all directions——!

Wen Yao's heart sank.

The monsters in front of me seemed to be densely packed with countless smaller creatures, like a swarm of bees. Although they had entities, neither blades nor bullets could hurt them at all.

She felt a pang of despair.

At this moment, the white mist in front of him suddenly stopped for some reason.

The mist is like a thick curtain, and no light can penetrate it, but for some reason, a little golden-red shimmer glows behind the chaotic and viscous semi-liquid.

Wen Yao was taken aback.

She thought it was her own dizziness at first, but after she blinked, the golden red became clearer and brighter, as if it could burn her eyeballs, it began to spread rapidly.

The sea of ​​fog around him surged violently.

An indescribable scream sounded in Wen Yao's ears, like thousands of insects rubbing against their wings, shrill and sharp, like countless needles stabbing at her from all directions.

Wen Yao couldn't help but raised her hands to cover her ears, and arched her waist to block the terrifying sound wave.

It was just a few seconds of distraction, and when Wen Yao came back to her senses, she found herself in a sea of ​​flames.

The boiling magma flows under the feet, burning as if it has life.

The air was distorted by the high temperature, and amidst the shrill screams, the mist was swallowed up bit by bit, ignited, and fled into the distance.

Wen Yao put down her hands in a daze, and looked up.

In the rare and clear sky, a silver-white dragon flies, its gracefully curved wings spread out, the cold and hard scales reflect the firelight, and a pair of golden-red red pupils condescendingly look down on the humans on the ground, looking ancient and Beautiful, with a terrifying charm that takes people's hearts away.

At that moment, Wen Yao felt as if her heartbeat had stopped for a moment.

"These fogs do not pose any threat to humans for the time being."

The giant dragon fell slowly, with burning flames reflected in its vertical pupils: "Mu Heng is waiting for you outside."

Wen Yao fixedly looked at the giant dragon in front of her.

After a long time, she uttered two short words with difficulty:

"...Thank you."

After speaking, she wiped away the blood dripping from her mouth and nose, turned around, and quickly disappeared into the thinning mist.

Wen Yao can't stay for too long.

After all, she has to find her lost companions in the jungle before the fog rises.

Shi An withdrew his gaze and looked in the direction where the magic wave came from.

Not far from his foothold, there was a palm-wide gap.

Wisps of purple mist diffused from it, and the monsters in the mist that had just been completely burned by the flames began to slowly gather again.

The breath is somewhat familiar.

Shi An raised his claws, and the sharp claws tore open the gap.

With a "click", the entire ground was lifted up, revealing the lavender magic circle below.

In the center of the magic circle is a shriveled, withered, half-deformed limb.

The lines of the scales and the sharp claws can be vaguely seen.

Shi An was startled, his narrow pupils subconsciously dilated.

This is the remains of a dragon.

To be precise, it was half the tip of the claw.

At that moment, Shi An suddenly understood something.

Dragons are respected by strength.

A dragon that will be killed by other races can only show that it is too weak, and death is its due destination.

When dragons die, the dragon flames in their bodies will lose control and burn from the inside out. Such cremation can liberate the dragon's soul from the imprisonment of the body.

Unless... is processed and crafted with special spells.

It can prevent cremation and preserve the dragon's body, including the powerful magic contained in it, for various experiments and spells.

However, if a dragon's body is desecrated in this way, its soul will be bound to the mainland forever, and it will not be able to leave and enter the other world.

It's an insult.

The silver-white dragon lowered his eyes, and a ray of anger rose in his eyes, instantly igniting the dragon's golden-red pupils, and flames wrapped in violent power spewed out from his mouth.

But in just a moment, the stump in front of him was annihilated in the flames.

Shi An could feel the power of a strange dragon pouring into his body.

This is a young fire dragon, perhaps only a few thousand years old. The fragment of the soul briefly touched his magic power, and a faint red smoke rose.

Perhaps feeling his long-lost kin, it circled around the tip of Shi An's claws, and then slowly dispersed into the sky

However, Shi An didn't have much pleasure in recovering his strength.

Shi An raised his head.

He could hear the remnants of fire dragons scattered across the continent, and the distant and subtle cries of the souls imprisoned in them.

It is crying, but also joyful at the same time.

——After tens of thousands of years of being forgotten and tormented, for the first time, someone of the same race heard its cry for help.

The silver-white dragon raised its head and let out a mournful dragon cry.

Zhuo Fu in the research institute heard the siren of the instrument.

The magic power fluctuations on the screen broke through the limit, making ear-piercing buzzing and screaming, and the entire laboratory was shrouded in a layer of dark red light.

what?

What, what's going on?

Zhuo Fu stumbled and rushed to the console, and was about to take out the communicator to call Mu Heng, but before dialing the other party's number, a call with higher authority was urgently inserted into it.

The stern face of the Director of the Authority appeared on the screen:

"There is an emergency meeting on the top floor, come quickly."

Zhuo Fu was taken aback: "What happened?"

"The dragon has appeared." The director of the management bureau dropped four words succinctly, and then cut off the video.

Zhuo Fu was startled.

Grass.

what happened? ? ?

Is there something wrong with Mu Heng?

While rushing towards the meeting room on the top floor of the management authority, he tried to contact Mu Heng.

However, after the administration had suffered from the previous ghost incident, it obviously took a series of precautionary measures, including isolating the signal of the entire building during the state of emergency, Zhuo Fu was completely unable to dial the other party's mobile phone.

"……Oh shit."

Zhuo Fu gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, pushed the door open and walked into the conference hall.

Except for Mu Heng, the rest of the people were all present.

In other words, they haven't had time to leave yet.

The eight people at the table all looked solemn, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"What happened?" Zhuo Fu asked.

But no one answered his question, so he sat down in his seat full of doubts.

At this moment, an image appeared on the entire wall of the conference hall.

This is not an image transmitted through any communicator, but directly transmitted by magic power.

A silver-white giant dragon appeared in front of everyone, with eternal flames shining in those red-gold vertical pupils, even though thousands of miles away, it still suffocated all the human beings present, and instinctively wanted to The desire to withdraw.

Zhuo Fu could feel a nameless fear fermenting in his heart.

During this period of time, he has seen all kinds of dragons.

Those who are fighting, those who are sleeping peacefully, those who are lazily basking in the sun, and those who are even lying in Mu Heng's arms and acting like a baby.

But he has never seen...

Such an angry dragon.

"Humanity."

The dragon said:

"Because of the goodwill I have accumulated towards the human world after waking up from my slumber, before igniting your world with dragon flames, I propose a deal to you."

"First, some of my treasures are in your hands, and they need to be returned to their original owners.

Second, I believe that there is a fire dragon skull imprisoned by powerful spells [-] meters below the ground of your management office. Give it to me. "

He stared at the people in front of him with those flaming eyes, as if he could penetrate steel, walls, and flesh, and directly ignite human souls:

"In exchange, not only will I not destroy your world, but I will even kindly help you break all the restrictions.

If you reject my offer, the last of my patience with humanity will be exhausted.

Of course I can still break.

But the first point I will no longer obey, the dragon's fire will come with wrath. "

The dragon paused, thought of something, and continued:

"And, I'll snatch one of you as a trophy."

Zhuofu: "..."

He suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"From today onwards, Mu Heng will become my property."

Premonition test.

Everyone in the conference hall was in an uproar.

"We cannot comply with its demands, this is an insult to human dignity!"

"This condition is unacceptable..."

"How does it know that skull is there?"

"This is a threat! A naked threat!"

"If you want me to say, let's leave this matter to Chief Mu..."

"Yes! He is the blood of a dragon slayer. He will definitely kill the dragon and kill this threat in its infancy."

"As for those restrictions, hand them over to the Combat Division under Chief Mu, and there will be a way..."

Zhuo Fu looked at the conference hall in front of him, and suddenly had an extremely absurd illusion.

It's almost like... a fairy tale I read when I was a child.

An evil dragon has stolen the princess and is threatening to burn the kingdom to the ground.

I can't say there is no connection, I can only say that they are exactly the same.

The director of the administration said: "In this case, let's vote."

There are nine people in total, and the votes cannot be tied.

Except for Zhuo Fu who abstained, the other eight voted against it.

"Since that's the case, then all of us have made a decision..."

Before the director of the bureau could finish speaking, a signal suddenly cut into the screen again.

After a brief fluctuation, a silver-haired man appeared on the screen, and looked over silently with a pair of blue eyes that were cold and indifferent.

"Mr. Mu! We are worried that we won't be able to contact you..."

Before the director of the bureau could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Mu Heng.

The other party's voice was low and calm, and he said lightly:

"I vote for it."

The author has something to say: A fairy tale: ? ? ?

We don't have you rushing to get a robbed princess