After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

Chapter 82: Why can't it be taken away as a collection obediently?

The heat wave pounced on with the smell of gunpowder smoke and burning.

The dragon's wings cut through the clouds, and its eyes were like raging fire, scorching and gleaming in the dark firmament, and suddenly swooped down.

It uttered a deafening roar--

In an instant, the wind screamed and the sky and the earth shook.

The silver-haired man stood holding the sword, and the magnified shadow of the dragon was reflected in the deep blue eyes.

His pupils were slightly enlarged with excitement, as if they had caught a **** beast.

A fanatical light flashed across his eyes, and the hostility that was released was like a sharp sword, cutting through the indifferent surface, and was infected with a very aggressive desire to kill.

It's the dragon.

The giant dragon struck in front of the eyes in the blink of an eye, its wings set off a strong air current, and its huge sharp claws grabbed straight towards the humans on the ground!

However, just before the tip of the claw touched the human, the opponent's body suddenly disappeared.

In the next second, a strong magic wave appeared in the air behind the dragon.

The man's slender figure appeared in midair.

The steel blue eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and the thin lips lifted up subconsciously, revealing the snow-white sharp tooth tips.

The long sword condensed by magic opened a white light.

There was darkness all around, and the light of the sword was like the only shining light source, with the force of a thousand jun, it slashed straight towards the dragon's defensive back——

However, the dragon seemed to perceive the strong murderous aura behind him.

It uttered a roar, its wings flapped, and suddenly pulled up from its position on the ground. The hot air rushed toward the human being and lifted the opponent away.

Mu Heng landed lightly on the rugged rocks on the side.

He looked up at the dragon above his head and showed a cold smile without temperature.

Hello, my prey.

On the other side, Wen Yao led the members of the administrative bureau and is organizing the evacuation of students urgently.

Even without a detector, only the senses can detect the magical fluctuations coming from a short distance, strong, dangerous, dark, and terrible.

The ground was trembling with it, like a landslide, which made people feel terrified.

Wen Yao gritted her teeth and forced herself not to worry about the battle situation not far away, and focused on the work in front of her.

The good news is that they shouldn't need to worry about information leakage this time.

The 100-meter radius of the Academy of the Ability has been completely sealed off, the darkness released from the cracks in the abyss enveloped the entire area, and the signal was completely shielded.

But again, this also brought a very bad bad news.

The communication between the units is completely cut off, and each team can only fight independently in places where there is no backup and no light.

Even the headquarters of the Authority cannot fully control the current situation.

The Ability Academy is really too big, and the divisions between the various regions are serious.

Fortunately, it was the curfew time when the incident happened, which greatly facilitated their evacuation work.

After all, the students are also capable people and have certain crisis handling capabilities. They maintain order and calmness, and cooperate with the members of the administration as quickly as possible.

Soon, Wen Yao and the others were evacuated to the first-year students.

Several familiar faces have been added to the crowd.

Wen Yao stared at one direction in the crowd, and paused slightly on one of the students.

This looks...should be Shi'an's half-brother?

He seemed to be out of touch, his eyes dodged.

Although the other classmates also seemed very panicked, Shi Rui looked... always feeling weird.

Wen Yao frowned and retracted her gaze.

Is it an illusion?

When she was in a trance, suddenly, there was a commotion in the team beside her.

I saw a student standing in place, trying to communicate with the staff of the administration:

"...My roommate hasn't come back yet! Can you—"

At this moment, Wen Yao saw it from the corner of the eye. Shi Rui, who had been lowering his head just now, suddenly raised his eyes and looked in the direction where the chaos came from.

On that pale, cringing, weak face, a small, unmarked smile suddenly appeared slowly.

The smile seemed to have extremely strong pleasure, gloomy and vicious, although it was only a moment, but it could not help but make the scalp numb.

Wen Yao frowned.

She turned around and walked towards the entangled student.

When the staff of the administration saw her arrival, they also gave way: "Captain Wen."

Wen Yao looked at the student and asked in a calm and calm tone:

"what's your name?"

The student settled down and replied: "Lin Yanming."

"What's the matter?"

Lin Yanming took a deep breath, and his worried and anxious expression emerged from under his composure and calmness: "Before the people of the Administration Bureau arrived, my roommate suddenly left the dormitory and has never returned. I don’t know if you can. I can’t send someone to look for him, I’m worried..."

A member of the bureau frowned and asked:

"Why did your roommate choose to leave at this time? Where did he go?"

Lin Yanming was dumb for a while: "..."

After two seconds of silence, he said, "I don't know either."

The members of the administration sighed: "We are now seriously understaffed, and you don't have any specific directions. We also--"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Yao raised his hand and interrupted the other party's next words.

She asked: "Who is your roommate?"

Lin Yanming looked at Wen Yao expectantly and said, "Shi'an."

Although he had a hunch, Wen Yao still couldn't help but startled slightly.

She turned her head and looked at the crowd behind her.

Shi Rui's back was submerged and disappeared into the crowd.

Wen Yao narrowed his eyes.

She turned to look at Lin Yanming:

"I see what we can do."

Watching the opponent's turning and leaving, Wen Yao tightened her lips.

Although she just said that, no one knows better than her that in this situation, they simply can't spare their hands to find Shi'an who is missing.

Everything can only start after the most important work at the moment is over.

Wen Yao closed her eyes vigorously.

At least... Shi'an is very strong, even stronger than many official members of the bureau.

Although she can't send someone to look for it for the time being, there are some things she can do now.

Wen Yao turned around, called one of her subordinates, and said:

"After the evacuation is over, the first-year student named Shi Rui of the Abilities Academy will keep him and wait for my question."

In the wilderness.

The blood stains under the broken body had been burned dry, and it was sticking to the ground in pitch black.

Wildfires are burning everywhere in the wasteland.

The temperature of the air has risen to an unbearable point for human beings, and ripples can be seen vaguely.

The traces of destruction created by magic are deeply burned in the plains.

Claw marks and sword marks are messy and intertwined, and some may even be several meters deep, like ugly scars.

Shi An flew in the air.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the gleaming silver human not far away.

Although in order not to destroy the integrity of his possessions, he did not completely kill him intentionally or unintentionally, but in Shi'an's vague and chaotic impression, he could sustain a human being under his dragon flame for so long...

Absolutely not.

What is going on with this human being?

An anxiety involuntarily rose in Shi An's heart.

Why can't it be taken away as a collection obediently?

Why resist?

Obviously...

The dragon was a little confused.

I don't know why, he always has a strange illusion, as if the other party should have asked him.

Below, Mu Heng stood on the charred ground with a long sword in his hand.

His pitch-black coat had been torn to tears in the battle just now, faintly revealing the tight pale texture underneath.

The man's expression remained calm and indifferent.

Among the half-broken tactical gloves, slender fingertips held the hilt steadily, and scarlet blood flowed along the fingertips and dripped along the cold and snowy edge of the long sword.

That is his own blood.

Mu Heng raised his eyes and looked at the dragon not far away.

This is the first time.

He was injured in the battle, but the opponent was still unscathed.

——However, this situation will not last long.

Mu Heng's eyes were frantic, and his fighting spirit was fierce.

He could feel that the other party was slowly losing patience, gradually becoming careless and irritable.

Soon.

The time is coming.

Zhuo Fu walked around in the laboratory.

He stared at the long sword placed on the table in front of him, impatiently.

He knew that Mu Heng was going to deal with the Academy of Ability this time, it should have nothing to do with the dragon, but...

Soon after the opponent left, the long sword brought by Mu Heng began to radiate strange waves of magic power outward.

This only shows one thing, that is, the dragon is also involved.

When Mu Heng set off for Aiwen District, this sword also happened to be like this.

Logically speaking, Zhuo Fu shouldn't be so worried.

But……

Zhuo Fu took a deep breath and looked down at the long sword in front of him.

The dazzling blade of the icy water trembling, making a pleasant buzzing sound, as if resonating with some existence in the distance, and as if sending some kind of information out impatiently.

The glass cover that had covered the surroundings had been torn apart by Jianguang, even Zhuo Fu didn't dare to step forward at this time.

Sword's reaction has never been so strong.

It was as if... Long Sword was expecting, longing, and worrying.

It seems that this battle will not work without it.

Looking at the long sword in front of him, an ominous premonition floated in Zhuo Fu's heart.

He took a deep breath and wiped his face with his hand.

Hope... the hunch will not be fulfilled.

The dragon swooped down, and a scorching fire spewed out from its mouth, turning almost the entire wasteland into a sea of flames.

Violent, irritable, impatient.

This time, Mu Heng raised his eyes, and the colors of paranoia and madness flashed under his eyes.

The instinct to fight is agitated in the depths of the soul.

Tell him silently:

It's now.

The next second, he stopped avoiding, and went straight to meet the opponent's claws—

The sharp claws cut through the cloth and tore the skin, blazing blood splattered out.

As long as he tried harder, he could pull off the human arm directly.

The scorching blood fell on the tip of the dragon's claws, and the unusually high temperature scalded him.

……what.

Unexpectedly, Shi'an hesitated for a moment.

The opponent caught this gap extremely keenly.

The man's figure looks like a sharp blade.

He passed through the gap between the dragon's claws, like an off-string arrow, straight, precise, and ruthlessly rushing towards the opponent's heart.

The bitter murderous aura was released without restraint, and the **** hostility brewing from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain came first.

The magical long sword gleamed with icy cold light, cutting straight into the gap between the scales of the dragon's chest.

The tip of the sword sank.

However, there is no way to make progress.

"Crack--!"

A clear cracking sound rang from the long sword in his hand.

For the first time, there was a look of surprise on Mu Heng's face.

This sword blade is a weapon made by his magic power, no matter how hard it is, it can be cut open easily.

And this situation...

It never happened.

The dragon came back to his senses.

He let out an angry roar and slammed away the human in front of him, hitting the opponent's chest with no strength.

The man was knocked out and hit the hard rock with his back.

Rocks roared under this violent impact, and spider web-like patterns spread quickly from behind human beings.

Mu Heng covered his abdomen with one hand and slowly slid down the stone wall.

He was breathing disorderly and clenched his teeth, but a trace of scarlet blood still spilled from his lips, slid down his chin, and landed on his feet ticking.

In the dark blue eyes, the dragon's gradually enlarged figure was reflected.

Mu Heng stared at it deeply, as if to burn the beautiful and powerful creature in front of him forever.

Being swallowed by flames, what a wonderful way to die.

He smiled shortly and happily.

Unfortunately……

The face of a young man flashed across his mind and easily occupied his thoughts.

Mu Heng closed his eyes.

Never see it again.

However, a slender tail shimmering with silver-white luster stretched out in the squally wind with flapping wings.

"...!" Mu Heng opened his eyes in a daze.

He lowered his head and looked down, and saw that the dragon was firmly wrapped around his waist with that tail.

this……