Later, he should have passed out. He didn't know anything about what happened after that.
But judging from the current situation, he seems to have been rescued? Then where did the Abyss Wind Dragon go?
Angel hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth and said.
"Who are you? Did you...save me?" His voice became low and hoarse, not as clear as usual, but more torn, and it was extremely laborious to speak.
Angel forced himself to sit up.
His movement caused the figure on the other side of the fire, who was leaning on the stone to sleep, to slowly open his eyes.
When the other person sat upright and the firelight illuminated his deep face, Angel was a little stunned.
Before, he thought he was a man when he saw that the other party had a tall figure, slightly dark skin, and short hair. Unexpectedly, when he sat up, he realized that she was a woman with a very good appearance and temperament.
She has a slender figure, at least over two meters, which makes her legs look very long. In addition, her skin is bronze in color and looks smooth and smooth.
Most of her body was exposed, with only the key parts covered by blue-black scales. For some reason, those scales made Angel feel familiar.
Her hair is ocher color, very short and broken, and her face is full of wild beauty, especially her pair of blue and red eyes, which adds a bit of mystery.
If you look carefully, you will see that the characteristics of the woman in front of you are very different from those of humans.
There are two symmetrical sharp corners on the left and right sides of her forehead, which are sharp and smooth, shining with a faint light.
They always looked inexplicably familiar. Could they be the aborigines of the abyss? Or maybe they were half-blood demons? Angel thought for a moment in his heart, and then asked again: "Who are you?"
The woman opposite glanced at Angel coldly: "She is indeed a human being, stupid and ignorant."
She didn't speak at all, and the familiar mental thoughts rushed straight into Angel's mind. At the same time, when she spoke, the surrounding aura condensed into mist, and combined into a ferocious dragon head, looming behind her.
This familiar mental thought, the same indifferent tone, and the dragon head made of mist... plus the horns on his forehead, and the scales covering his chest. Angel only felt a bang in his head, and the box of memory was turned over.
Suddenly, a huge and terrifying super creature occupied all his thoughts.
"You...you are Master Fenglong?" Angel said with some trembling a fact that shocked him.
The woman's expression was still cold: "Human, you can call me Fafnir."
Before the other party denied it, it meant that his guess was not wrong. The woman in front of him was transformed into a wind dragon?!
"Lord Fafnir." Angel screamed with some trembling and fright, "Did Sir save me before?"
Fafnir was expressionless and said without hesitation: "What makes you qualified to think that I can save a human being?"
Angel scratched his hair. He remembered that when he was in a coma, he seemed to be bleeding a lot. At that time, he almost thought he would bleed out and die. But now that he woke up, except for muscle soreness, he had no blood loss.
Too many symptoms. Moreover, even the blood stains on the body seem to disappear.
Toby was still sleeping, and there were no other creatures around him. Angel could not think of anyone other than Fafnir to save him.
However, Fafnir put on an expression of extreme disgust for humans, and he really didn't look like the person who saved him.
In the end, Angel could only shake his head and said nothing.
"Honorable Lord Fafnir, I don't know..." Angel had too many things he wanted to ask. He was just about to ask what the current situation was, why you became an adult, and how Toby could be tainted by bad luck.
, but before he could ask, he felt a severe itching on his back.
He couldn't help but gasp, and lay down on the ground, twisting like a fish on the beach.
Angel stretched out his hand to scratch the itch, but found that the more he scratched, the more itchy he became.
This was the first time Angel had experienced this kind of strange itching feeling. The kind of itching feeling that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and soul made people very uncomfortable.
"Put down your right hand." A cold mental thought suddenly appeared in Angel's mind, and quickly took over.
Subconsciously, Angel put down his right hand to scratch. At this time, he felt more comfortable than before. Although it was still itchy, at least it was within his tolerance range.
This time the itching lasted for two or three minutes. When Angel finally got past it, he found that Fafnir opposite looked at him a little strangely.
Originally, Fafnir's strange pupils reflected the blazing fire in front of her, but suddenly, Angel found a reflection of green light in her eyes.
Angel looked confused. He was sitting opposite Fafnir. The green light reflected in her eyes couldn't be...him, right?
Thinking of this, he stretched out his spiritual tentacles and looked behind him.
A line like a green vine, glowing with a faint green light, slowly crawled out from his tattered robes, grew out of thin air, was about half a meter long, jumped out from his right shoulder, and was just higher than his head.
If you change the perspective, it is as if he is carrying a luminous vine on his back. Moreover, this vine is not willing to be lonely, swaying back and forth in the wind, scattering a green light, and even his golden hair is dyed with a thin layer of light.
Thin light green, like a glowing green hat.
Angel was no stranger to these vine-like green lines. Before he passed out, he felt the green lines spreading outward, and seemed to be echoing the people on the other side of time and space.
At that time, Angel's heart palpitations were very severe, and a sense of threat that he would sacrifice his life as long as he agreed to the other party was constantly eroding his thinking.
So, Angel tried his best to stop the opponent and finally took the green vine back, but now it actually grows back?
"Its purpose is to explore stable space energy and open space channels. Human being, you'd better take it back." Fafnir said coldly.
"How to collect it?" Angel asked subconsciously.
Fafnir's response to him was a violent wind. Angel spun in mid-air and finally hit the wall of the pit a few meters away.
Angel slowly slid down the wall of the pit. At the same time, Fafnir beside the fire made a sound:
"Stupid human, don't put it away and don't talk to me!"
Angel still had many things he wanted to ask Fafnir, but the other party had set such a rule, so he could only try his best to restrain the green pattern behind his back.
Keep trying, keep failing. Time just passes by slowly.
During this process, Fafnir did not transform back into a dragon body, but leaned against the stone wall, seemingly asleep, but in fact his mental energy was highly concentrated on Angel opposite him.
She didn't dare to pry into the truth about the green vine at close range, so she could only observe in a low-key manner from a distance while Angel controlled the green vine.
What is that? How does it relate to the green lines on the human right hand?
The green vine seemed to be growing on the opponent's back, but Fafnir always felt that this might be an appearance. The place where the green vine stretched was a mysterious and unknowable existence.
Angel's training also had an effect. At least slowly, he could suppress the green vine and return it to his back.
However, it cannot make the green vine disappear from the wound of the soul. At most, it can stick to the back, forming an elegant green pattern like a tattoo.
Moreover, this kind of suppression cannot be stopped. Once the suppression is stopped, it will not take long for the green vine to rebound. Just like before, although it only grows half a meter long, it looks like decoration at most... In the wizarding world,
There are not a few people who like to make strange decorations on their bodies.
If it was purely for decoration, it wouldn't matter to Angel. However, it would absorb Angel's little remaining soul power. The more it absorbs, the faster it will grow, and it is possible that it will eventually grow to more than ten meters.
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Therefore, he must now focus on two things and suppress it anytime and anywhere.
In this way, Angel felt that he had an extra restraint out of thin air.
Originally, he was incompatible with the outside world while he was in the Great Barrier. In addition, he had to suppress the green lines, which was equivalent to putting a tight band on himself. This double sense of oppression made it difficult for Angel to adapt to it for a while.
After a long time, after confirming that the green streaks were no longer growing, Angel returned to the fire with some trembling.
As soon as he sat back on the fire, Fafnir, who was "resting" across from him, opened his strange eyes, one green and one red, looking at him without any emotion.
Angel thought Fafnir would ask about the green pattern before, but to his surprise, Fafnir didn't ask anything.
For Fafnir, she naturally wanted to explore the green pattern in her heart, and even wanted to know what was going on with her previous gaze that transcended time and space, but she didn't know how to ask, and she didn't dare to ask.
At the beginning, her curiosity was so overwhelming that she finally provoked the attendant of the peerless great demon, and then fled back to the surface in embarrassment, where she slept for hundreds of years.
Just being an attendant of the Peerless Great Demon God is not someone she can control. Not to mention, the existence behind the green vine is very likely to be on the same level as the Peerless Great Demon God, or even higher.
Therefore, Fafnir did not dare to inquire. The less he knew, the better for himself.
"Honorable Lord Fafnir, I have already tied it up. Can you allow me to ask a few questions?" Angel looked at Fafnir with pleading eyes.
"Human, you are really in trouble."
"My name is Angel." Angel said weakly.
Fafnir said coldly: "You're just a human, you still want me to call you by your nickname?"
"Sir, that's not what I meant." Angel said quickly.
Seeing that Fafnir's expression slowly returned to calm, Angel did not dare to continue to tease the dragon's beard, and asked tentatively: "Lord Fafnir, I wonder if you can tell me how to relieve Toby's bad luck?"
Toby is still in a coma, but Sanders has confirmed that Angel himself has been to Toby's dream and knows that it is at most "in trouble" in advance and has not yet begun to "result in trouble". Logically speaking,
It shouldn't sleep like this forever.
The reason why Toby is sleeping so hard may be because of the aura of bad luck that he got from nowhere.