After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah-"

The demon worm grabbed Shi'an's clothes tightly with six legs, his expression management was completely out of control, and he screamed sternly.

"You are so noisy!" Shi An complained loudly in the wind.

"It's you who are sick!" The Demon Worm screamed hysterically with a more miserable voice.

The rift in the abyss instinctively repels all intruders. Like the present, those who jump directly from above will be directly recognized as enemies, so all the magic power released during the fall will be nullified.

so…

You **** commit suicide, don't hold me! !

Suddenly, only hearing a "call-" sound, the speed of falling suddenly slowed down.

The sound of the wind that was as sharp as a knife just now became dull and dull. Holding Shi'an's figure, he stayed firmly in the air.

Devil: "???"

It used six trembling thin legs to grasp Shi'an's clothes tightly, and it was a little overwhelming for a while.

There was a faint, regular sound from behind.

The demon worm turned his head blankly and looked in the direction of the sound.

The two huge jet-black dragon wings flapped gracefully and slowly, the jet-black scales shimmered with a metallic gleam, and the cold and hard wing bones were slightly protruding, and they were several meters long, with a shocking and strange beauty.

"It...this...you..." The Demon Insect was dumbfounded, and said unconsciously: "...when..."

Shi An fell on the ground lightly and steadily, thought about it, and replied:

"Probably when the crack is approaching, I think it should be ok."

The devil repeats blankly: "Yes, should? It means you are not sure?"

Shi An nodded naturally, and replied, "Yes, how can I know if I can fly if I don't jump down."

Devil: "..."

What to do, I really want to hit him.

But the fight is really unbeatable, humble.

Shi An touched her dragon wing treasuredly: "Unfortunately, I don't have enough power now, so it is only so big. My previous wings can cover the entire plain when they are fully extended."

-However, although the wings are not big now, at least they are no longer mimicry.

Shi An raised his head and closed his eyes slightly.

The concentration of poisonous gas in the crack was ten times that of the outside, and the gray-white poisonous mist thick as a liquid shrouded in the depths of the crack like a barrier, wrapping Shi'an silently.

Familiar power poured into the body little by little, as if welcoming their compatriots, friends, and masters.

—At this speed, it is only a matter of time before the distance is fully restored.

Shi An opened his eyes slowly, and the golden red light burned and gleamed deep in his pupils.

He could feel that in the depths of this crack, there was a stronger, purer and darker magic wave.

It was calling him silently from a distance, exuding an irresistible smell of seduction.

"Go, let's go deeper."

Shi An blinked, and the original clear voice became a little hoarse.

At the moment his voice fell, the two huge dark dragon wings gathered together and retracted into his body.

However, just after two steps were taken, he stopped without warning.

The devil was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Didn’t you say you want to go deeper?

Shi An stretched out his hand and touched his back.

He hesitated and said in a low voice: "Um, I may not think enough about the takeoff..."

"?!"

The demon insect suddenly realized something, it turned its head abruptly, and looked behind Shi'an.

The clothes on the opponent's back were torn apart by the wings, and only a few cloth strips were left, hanging swayingly in the air, during which the pale and slender back could be vaguely seen.

Shi An said sadly, "It's a bit cold."

Devil: "..."

Grass.

In the thick gray mist, Mu Heng walked forward unhurriedly.

Another monster roared from the darkness not far away.

However, before it got close to Mu Heng, the silvery sharp edge flashed silently, and a beautiful arc was drawn in the air. The thick fog was almost cut open for a moment, leaving a narrow fault in the middle. .

Just heard a plop, and the corpse fell to the ground.

Dark blood spattered from the neat sections and spread evenly on the jagged stones on the ground.

The man's leather boots stepped on it indifferently, and the pace did not even slow down for a second.

Mu Heng lowered his head and looked at the detection instrument in his palm.

This abyssal crack has spread to the widest point in history, the distance between the two rock walls has exceeded ten meters, and the reading of the instrument is also the highest in history, which almost shocked him.

If left alone, this crack may soon spread into a complete channel.

This time the situation is probably more serious than he thought.

In the past, only a gap of tens of centimeters wide was able to release many difficult abyssal species.

But the monsters released this time were not only in number, but also in unprecedented size.

They have been locked in the abyss for tens of thousands of years, and Mu Heng is not sure whether humans are capable of dealing with these strange species.

However, closing the abyss is now the top priority.

Mu Heng lowered his eyes and carefully examined the instrument in his hand.

The magic fluctuations in the cracks are too strong to be detected by conventional means. This is a proprietary detector of the Crisis Management Office, which can withstand the maximum magic threshold.

Use it to find the Eye of the Abyss.

The Eye of the Abyss is often located in the center of the entire crack. It will continuously release the unique magic power at the bottom of the abyss. With it, the crack can exist. Therefore, only by destroying it can the abyss crack be completely closed.

It's not that the authority never tried to take it away for research.

However, because the power contained in it is too dark and violent, it will destroy itself as soon as it leaves the gap. So far, human beings have not succeeded in obtaining samples.

Mu Heng stopped.

He frowned slightly suspiciously, and raised his eyes to look at the steep rock wall in front of him.

Suddenly, his gaze paused slightly, and his gaze fell a few meters away from the top of his head-there, a strand of cloth hung on a sharp stone polluted by magic power into pitch black.

Mu Heng's eyes were dark, and a look of doubt flashed across.

He gently hooked his finger.

The strand of cloth was dragged by the invisible force, slowly drifting down and lying in his palm.

…Are fragments of human clothes.

Shi An stopped abruptly.

He raised his head and fixedly looked in one direction.

Not far away, countless dark and stout vines held a high platform with a dark red light on the top. It was a small sphere, and the deep red shining in the darkness looked strange and weird. There is a slender black gap in the center, which looks like an eyeball.

Shi'an can clearly perceive it.

That's right, that's it.

This is what I have been looking for.

That thick, beautiful, and alluring dark breath was constantly pouring out at this moment, filling his limbs and corpses in an instant.

A strong desire gushes from the depths of the soul.

Shi An stared at the eyeball steadily, uncontrollably walking in that direction—

"Hey! Wait!" The Demon Insect sensed something was wrong.

But Shi An went straight to the Eye of the Abyss as if he hadn't heard it.

I don't know when, the eyes under the long black eyelashes of the teenager have completely turned into extremely pure red, like a blazing lava fire, with light golden patterns shining, clustering around the narrow and slender pupils in the center.

The inhuman qualities are unscrupulously displayed, appearing perverse and cruel.

As the distance shortened, a shallow layer of black-gold scale texture appeared on the originally fair and soft skin.

The further forward, the more conspicuous.

Dark and cold scales grew out of Shi'an's eyes and spread down 54 his cheeks, sinking deeply into the neck covered by clothing.

"Hula—"

Hearing only a sharp wind, two huge black dragon wings stretched out from the base of the young man's shoulder blades, flicked extremely lightly, and sent him to a high place in an instant.

Caught off guard, the demon insect was thrown off Shi'an's shoulder.

It rolled a few times with a sullen head, and when it got up in a dazed manner, it saw that Shi An had already flown to the top of the high platform.

The demon screamed: "My lord! Wait a minute! That can't be touched!"

Before he could say anything, Shi An had already stretched out his hand, and without hesitation, caught the black and red eyeball in his palm.

"..." The devil stalked.

I saw the young man lowered his head slightly, looking at his palm, with a thoughtful look on his face.

There was an ominous premonition in the devil's heart:

"Touch, touch it, but you must not-"

Shi An raised his neck and swallowed.

"—Eat." The Demon Chong uttered the last word stupidly.

The originally semi-static gray-white mist was stirred by some terrible force, and roared like a wave in a storm, like a crazy beast, smashing and colliding in the depths of the canyon.

Fog gathered from all directions.

The fog wall is thick and thick, flowing like a liquid, and visibility is minimized.

In the strong wind, the Demon Worm used six thin legs to grasp the grass roots under his body, and his body swayed, barely letting himself be blown away.

There was a deafening roar above his head, which instantly resounded throughout the valley.

That is a voice that hasn't been heard in the entire continent for thousands of years.

The devil was stunned and raised his head subconsciously.

The thick mist rolled, spreading like life—

In the next second, a black dragon broke through the thick fluid mist without warning, and jumped into the field of vision!

The gold-red vertical pupils are like burning flames in the darkness, the dark scales are shining with streamers, and the huge wings behind them spread out lightly and gracefully, almost covering the world.

It raised its neck and let out a long moan again.

The terrifying aura belonging to the fantasy species surpassed the entire valley, unbridled showing its strength.

Above the ground, there was a commotion among the monsters near the crack in the abyss.

They wince and tremble.

The fear of being forgotten for tens of thousands of years awakened again, making them panic and bewildered.

The monsters instinctively lowered their heads towards the direction of the crack, lowered their bodies, and surrendered under that absolute power.

Main control room.

With full repairs, the data on the big screen was reconnected.

With a beep, the screen lights up again, and a row of new students appears on it.

A staff member stared at the data on the screen and hesitated to ask questions

"Um... Is there something wrong with the system?"

"What's wrong?"

The person in charge frowned and looked in the direction indicated by the other party.

The rankings of freshmen are neatly listed on the edge of the screen.

At the highest point, is a familiar name.

-"Time Safety".

Since the beginning of the test, it has been a score of 0, which has become a string of terrifying numbers, firmly ranking first.

The person in charge was stunned.

Although he didn't pay much attention to this year's new students, he still vaguely remembered that he seemed to have heard of the name.

Shi'an... Isn't it the famous waste that failed the test for three consecutive years?

"Didi Didi—"

The detection equipment not far away suddenly made a sharp alarm.

Everyone was in a hurry and panicked.

"What's the matter?!" The person in charge was shocked and angry.

"This...this..."

The staff also showed a dazed but bewildered expression: "Just now, the reaction of the Abyss Crack suddenly disappeared, but, but—"

"but what!"

"Furthermore, a more powerful magic wave appeared! At the position of the abyss crack!"

The person in charge rushed over.

When he saw the reading of the magic power value on the screen, he could hardly contain his out-of-control expression:

"This, this is impossible!"

Deep in the cracks.

Mu Heng suddenly looked in the direction of the sound.

This...this is...

Rarely he was a little gaffe, a crack appeared in his always calm and indifferent expression, and a trace of unbelievable expression appeared in his eyes.

When the second dragon chant sounded, the sword body condensed by magic in Mu Heng's palm shattered into dots of light.

The magic fluctuations on his body skyrocketed in an instant, the space under his feet folded, and he moved a distance of more than 100 meters in a few seconds.

He raised his silver eyelashes and stared intently at the direction of the sound.

Zhan Ran Ruo Binghu's eyes floated with a fiery look.

Getting closer.

Not far in the air, the huge body of the fantasy species is faintly visible in the entanglement of the mist, and the dark scales shine with metal-like cold luster. It looks so powerful and free, and beautiful and suffocating.

Dragon.

Species that only exist in fantasy and legend.

After 10,000 years of extinction, there is no trace of them on the mainland.

Mu Heng still remembers the tremor and enthusiasm in his heart when he first saw the dragon record in the ruins of his family.

...How powerful, how terrifying, how beautiful.

At that moment, the paranoia and fanaticism sleeping in the soul and blood awakened, pulling him like an irresistible gravity, urging him, and tempting him.

Over the years, Mu Heng has walked through countless corpse mountains and blood.

He harvested the lives of monsters and stepped on their corpses indifferently, like an indefatigable **** of death.

The world fears him more than respectful—some people call him a strong man and a patron saint, while others call him a devil and a lunatic.

But there is one thing, Mu Heng is very clear.

These painless killings can never satisfy their desires.

The more you kill, the more empty you are.

The longing for hunting dragons was buried deep in the darkest corner of the soul, like a whisper from ancient times, urging him anxiously all the time.

—

The dragon seemed to be aware of his presence.

In the misty poisonous mist, it lowered its head.

The gold-red vertical pupil looked from a distance, and matched the man's silver-blue eyes.

Mu Heng held down the hilt of the sword.

A shudder rose deep in the chest.

He could feel the strong, overwhelming, and almost terrifying beauty pouring out without restraint.

A strong killing intent surged.

-Such a beautiful creature must die under his sword.

Shi An blinked. Although the surroundings were dark, he still recognized him at a glance.

It is his future collection!

Shi An felt his current state.

Although it is far from the heyday, it is much stronger than before.

Now there is only one monster that can secrete resin, so he can keep the collection in perfect condition and make him a part of his treasure!

Shi An flapped his wings and flew.

He remembered that when he was in the rain forest area, he seemed to have seen the trajectory of that kind of monster.

However, Shi An just flew out of the crack and suddenly felt a very bad feeling.

It was like a balloon that had been punctured, the magic power that had just been restored was continuously draining from the body, and it turned into nothingness extremely quickly.

…Eh?

Shi An was stunned.

At the moment he lost his mind, he flew a bit crookedly, and his left wing instantly slammed into a side rock wall.

It hurts!

Shi An took a breath of pain, and tears were about to come out.

Wait, it's not right, after turning back to the original shape, with the protection of the scales, it is impossible for him to feel pain from such a small impact!

On the ground, the Demon Worm chased the shadow cast by the wings of the dragon overhead with difficulty.

What it did not have time to tell Shi'an just now is that although the Eye of the Abyss can provide a lot of magic power to the outside world for a short time, the problem is...as long as there is a crack, it will fail!

The devil cried madly inside.

It has been in a pocket for such a long time, it has not been exercised for a long, long time.

So, running is really **** tired!

Mu Heng saw that the dragon in the distance glanced at himself condescendingly, then stretched his wings and flew towards the abyss.

He silently curled his lips and stepped to catch up.

The blue eyes were slightly narrowed, and the silver eyelashes could not cover the fiery and paranoid warfare in the eyes.

—It’s okay, after I hang your head in my room, you will always look at me.

The author has something to say:

Shi An: It's not a coincidence, I think so too.