Under the gray sky, in the pale forest, a demon over three meters long with curved horns on its head spread its slender wings and flew deep into the forest.
Not long after flying, it saw smoke rising from the front.
"Found it! The master should be there." The goat-horned devil thought, no longer flapping its wings, but gliding downwards.
The trees in this dense forest are almost all dead trees, without leaves, and the branches are covered with thorns, but because of the special material, they never decay. Some strong men from the indigenous tribes even break off the branches and use them as weapons. It can be seen that
How destructive it is. The wings of the goat-horned devil are very wide, and when it slides down, it inevitably scrapes the branches, and the thin fleshy membrane of the cicada wings is hung in tatters.
When the goat-horned demon landed on the ground, it felt pain belatedly. When it turned around and saw the ragged wings on its back, it said in a daze: "I forgot to fold its wings again. The master will probably scold me again when he sees it."
Stupid..."
"Why does the master want to live in this forest? It's scary, dark, and...cold." The goat-horned demon looked into the distance. Although it was covered by dense forests, it could still vaguely see the rolling snow-capped mountains. When it saw the snow-capped mountains,
Sometimes, fear flashed in its eyes.
It is a demon that was taken in by its master halfway. Because it has no relatives, it has been living an exiled life on the surface of the abyss. After living on the surface for a long time, it is very aware of the taboos on the surface. The one in front of it
Snowy mountains are a taboo place.
Of course, the scary thing is not the snow-capped mountains, but the dragons who live in the ice valleys deep in the snow-capped mountains!
Dragon of the Abyss!
Although it has never actually seen it, just hearing those rumors is terrifying. Doesn’t it know that this new owner it wants to live here?
"Alas." With a sigh, the goat-horned demon shook his head and walked towards the burning sparks ahead.
Soon, it came to an open space without any buildings, only messy stones and a burning fire in the center.
The goat-horned demon subconsciously looked towards a certain big rock. Usually, the owner would sit on this rock and look at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, seemingly looking at somewhere.
But the strange thing is that the master is not here today.
The goat-horned demon looked left and right, his face full of confusion: "Where has the master gone?"
The master it was talking about in its heart was currently in the void above its head.
It was an indifferent woman with a hot figure and dark skin, with only blue-black scales covering her key parts. She had short ocher-colored hair, and her face was full of wild beauty, especially her pair of blue-red eyes, which added to the beauty.
Somewhat mysterious.
Although she looks like a human being, there are still differences if you look closely. Because 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.
If Angel were here, he would be familiar with this woman.
She was hanging in the void, looking quietly in a certain direction. Although the distance was very far, spanning countless time distances, she still felt a familiar wave. Her heartstrings seemed to be pulled apart, and some memories came flooding back.
In front of you.
"It seems to be its breath." She suddenly spoke, speaking in the common language of the abyss, and her voice was very cold.
Her words fell slowly in the void, and after a long time, a male voice without any emotion sounded.
"It is indeed its breath." Although it is far away, its foundation is in the abyss, and the fluctuations coming from it can still be felt.
After the woman heard the male voice, her relaxed body suddenly tensed up. She turned her head stiffly. When she saw the figure in the distance, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes. She was both surprised and a little timid.
"O...Odklas." She gently called out the other person's name, a name she had always treasured in her heart.
Alderkras, the flaming abyss dragon who lives in the Iceless Valley.
Odekras looked at the woman, "You didn't care about it before, but now you seem to be paying attention to it?"
"I, it's not it that I'm paying attention to. It's just that its breath reminds me of a person." A figure flashed in Fafner's mind, a human with blond hair and blue eyes.
"I didn't expect him to be alive under such circumstances." She paused, "But since he was alive, he didn't come to see me in the end."
The woman did not say who she meant by "him," but she knew that Odecras knew who she was talking about.
"Fafnir, are you very concerned that Angel didn't go to see you?" Odekras called out the woman's name. Fafnir, like him, is an abyss dragon, but just a young descendant.
"I don't care." Fafnir replied quickly, but after she finished speaking, she seemed to think of something again, and added: "It's just that his clerk asked me to arrange the follow-up, which made me a little angry."
Alderkras: "But don't forget. He didn't know where you were at the time, so it was normal that he didn't go to see you. He couldn't go looking for you in the wasteland of Rasudran."
What's more, after experiencing the chaos of human wars and the torment of the Flameless Lord, Rasudran has long been lost in the void, and Angel may not be able to find it.
"You seem to be speaking for Angel?"
"After all, we have formed a friendship with him." Odekras said noncommittally.
"I remember that a human wizard named Meng Qi came to see you not long ago. Angel seemed to have used you as an excuse to block him. Aren't you angry when he did this?" Fafnir asked doubtfully.
"There's nothing to be angry about. It's not a big deal. It's just a few insignificant words." After Alderkras finished speaking, his figure slowly disappeared: "I'm going back, Fafnir, you should leave too."
Upon hearing Alderkras's words, Fafnir's expression instantly turned pale.
Although Aldercras sounded like he was asking her to leave the void, Fafnir understood that what he really meant was to ask her to leave the forest outside the Valley of Immortal Ice.
Fafnir froze on the spot, speechless for a long time.
Alderkras ignored Fafnir's mood in the void, but came to the ice palace between the mountain walls, walked step by step to the front of the hall, and looked at a huge mural.
In the mural is an abyssal dragon that looks like white jade. Its scales are as pure white as crystal and are dazzlingly clear. Even the pair of horns that look like giant tumors on the heads of other abyssal dragons feel irresistible when placed on its body.
beauty of.
Odekras looked at the mural quietly for a long time, with a rare tenderness flashing in his eyes.
After a while, Alderkras turned back and looked at the roof, or rather, looked through the roof into the distant dark void.
Sensing the obscure fluctuations coming from him, Odekras raised a faint smile on his lips: "Who will it transmit the fluctuations to? Is there anything unfinished..."