Compared with the cold and harsh Avon District, Ross District is a milder place.
The climate in the east is warm, the air is humid, and the terrain is flat and livable.
But the West is completely different.
This is a vast no-man’s land, dominated by volcanoes and canyons. The terrain is complex, and weird and ugly monsters crawl to survive in the ravines covered by shadows. On a fine day, you can see the cold blue of Ivan Snow Field from far away. Peak, but this time is very rare.
After leaving the ocean area covered by fog that can only rely on boats to pass, Mu Heng's speed immediately increased.
Although all mercenaries are controlled and news is completely blocked, there is no impenetrable wall in the world after all.
Therefore, they must now count on every second.
But in just half a day, the Lost volcanic area arrived.
Mu Heng gently awoke the sleepy teenager leaning on his shoulder.
Shi An yawned, blinked his sleepy eyes, and grumbled in his throat:
"Um... What's wrong? Has it arrived?"
Mu Heng: "It's coming soon."
He carelessly rubbed Shi'an's hair: "But we need to walk next."
Shi An looked out through the window.
Outside is a barren and lonely scene. The land is a scorched black color that seems to have been burnt. There are withered weeds growing in the cracks of the ground. It is inaccessible, and there is no trace of human civilization.
Not far away are the pitch-black mountains, and the black smoke and shadows covering the sky.
Shi'an can smell the faint scent of sulfur in the air.
He blinked:
"volcano?"
"Ok."
Mu Heng lowered his eyes and stared at Shi An with those quiet blue eyes:
"It's the terrain that dragons like, right?"
Shi An thought about it seriously, and said, "I think this is a rumor."
Of course, this is true for some dragons.
After all, there is a flame that burns all year round, the air is filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke that makes dragons feel familiar and comfortable, and the scorching temperature is very suitable for cold-blooded animals like them.
But Shi'an didn't like it very much.
The temperature is indeed good, but the biggest problem is that it is too bright.
Short-term stay is fine, too long time will not work, those too bright magma will affect his sleep.
In comparison, Shi An still prefers the dark and dry caves in the abyss, where he can sleep for tens of thousands of years.
A fleeting and unpredictable smile flashed across Mu Heng's lips: "Perhaps."
A group of people walked towards the volcanic area.
The further you go, the hotter the temperature.
As if there were tiny sparks floating in the air, the sulphur smell became clear a little bit, and it gradually became unbearable.
Zhuo Fu followed the team with a sad face.
As a researcher who prefers to stay indoors, such a high-intensity march is really not suitable for him.
In fact, Zhuo Fu regretted it from the second day on board the ship.
Traveling by boat does sound very good, but only if... if you don’t get seasick.
When on board, Zhuo Fu spent most of his time in his cabin, spending a lot of awake time vomiting and dizzy.
And when fighting with mercenaries that night, the magic wave set off a bigger wave, making Zhuo Fu almost unrealistically stepping on it.
So that happened to be when he vomited the most.
A short stay in the mercenary base was when Zhuo Fu felt the most relaxed, after all, he was able to keep his feet on the ground there, and he could also use his professional skills.
But that time passed so quickly.
Before Zhuo Fu was relieved, he was dragged to this ghost place where birds don't lay eggs.
regret.
I really regret it.
He shouldn't have come in the first place.
Obviously it is winter, and as long as you climb over the mountain in front, it is the alpine Iwen Snowfield.
Why is it so hot here! ! !
Zhuo Fu cried and wiped the greasy sweat on his forehead with the pinched crumpled handkerchief.
He raised his head and looked around.
At this time, Zhuo Fu's gaze fell on Shi An, who was not far in front of him.
During this period of time, he hasn't seen Shi'an much.
The main reason is that Zhuo Fu spends most of his time either staying in the cabin and vomiting, or he is busy searching the mercenary base.
After finally seeing Shi An this time, Zhuo Fu couldn't help but feel refreshed.
He hastened a few steps:
"An An! It's really been a long time since I saw you, do you miss me!"
Shi An was startled slightly, raised his eyes and looked over.
After a brief astonishment, he showed a dazed expression and said:
"Ah! Yeah, you followed too."
The boy pursed his lips and showed a shy smile: "I almost forgot."
Zhuo Fu: "..."
It's not almost, you have forgotten it.
I was really hurt, thank you.
At this moment, he seemed to have discovered something, his eyes widened in surprise, and he walked around Shi'an twice, carefully looking at each other.
The young man in front of him had his eyes half-squinted and a little sleepiness that hadn't completely disappeared. The hair was soft and fluffy. The skin from the cheeks to the neck was fair and dry. There was no sweat at all, and it looked as if he hadn't been affected by the sultry surroundings at all.
"Speaking of which, aren't you hot?"
Zhuo Fu approached and curiously reached out and touched Shi'an's hand.
The young man's palm has slender bones, and his skin is warm and soft, with a refreshing coolness, like a soft jade. In such a scorching temperature, people can't help but want to touch a few more.
"Wow!"
Zhuo Fu's eyes lit up, and Shi'an's gaze instantly changed:
"Gosh, are you my savior!"
Wen Yao who witnessed everything: "..."
She cleared her throat and coughed vigorously.
But Zhuo Fu was immersed in joy and didn't hear the least.
He opened his arms: "Hurry up, let me hug, go back and I will buy you ice cream—"
The remaining words got stuck in his throat.
At that moment, a certain horrible sense of danger came, as if being stared at by a large carnivore, a terrifying tremor spread along the back.
Zhuo Fu: "..."
He slowly turned his head stiffly.
—Then I met Mu Heng's emotionless blue eyes.
Zhuo Fu: "..."
Gan.
Ruined.
Wen Yao on the side looked away casually.
She has done her best.
five minutes later.
Mu Heng calmly retracted his gaze, stretched out his hand, and naturally took Shi An into his arms.
The boy's skeleton is slender and his skin is warm and cool, like a piece of nephrite, which is very comfortable to hold.
Shi An crossed Mu Heng, looked behind, and hesitated:
"that… "
Mu Heng's voice was cold and peaceful:
"It doesn't matter, he likes to serve everyone."
Zhuo Fu tragically dragged the whole team's large bags of luggage, and moved slowly at the end of the team.
He had tears in his eyes, and his eyes were hollow and hopeless.
I really regret it.
Provisional Supervision Office.
All the captured mercenaries were locked here. The narrow prisons were dimly lit, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell. Some mercenaries were buried in their heads and drowsy, while others simply closed their eyes and calmed down.
At this moment, two of the mercenaries opened their eyes.
Although they all looked ashamed, their eyes shone with a different, weird brilliance.
Across the dimly lit corridor, the two exchanged a brief and rapid look at each other.
Immediately afterwards, one of them took out a small piece of iron that had been hidden in private from his pocket.
The sharp blade pierced the skin, and warm blood flowed out. It was dipped in with a finger, and a small regular circle was drawn on the ground.
In the center of the circle is a vague totem.
Accompanied by lowered singing and chanting, the magic circle slowly lit up, releasing a bleeding red light outward.
The man disguised as a mercenary lowered his head, leaned over and approached the circle with his lips, and whispered a few words in a low voice.
The other person stared at him from a distance.
After a few minutes, the circle dimmed.
The "mercenary" approached the circle religiously with his lips and kissed the ground covered with dust and blood.
In the next second, the two of them simultaneously picked up their privately-concealed sharps, pressed the sharp corner to their throats, slowly but firmly pulled the mouth, cutting their own muscles and trachea bit by bit.
The hot scarlet blood splashed out, instantly staining the ground red, and the pattern of the magic circle was swallowed and disappeared in the smooth, mirror-like pool of scarlet blood.
If anyone in charge of the interrogation sees this scene, they will be shocked to aphasia.
Of these two men, the first was a mercenary captured during a battle at sea.
It was he who revealed the location of the mercenary base.
The other was captured in the mercenary base.
What he said is a key clue that can lead to the location of the treasure.
Soon, the two corpses stopped convulsing, and the last breath of life escaped from their half-open mouths, the light in their eyes faded away, but their faces were filled with extremely happy smiles.
The place where the mercenaries hide the dragon's treasure is not a cave.
It is a semi-open volcanic crater.
The treasures of gold and silver piled up like a mountain, almost filling the entire valley. Across the thick smoke and dust, the scarlet light from the top of the volcano not far away was reflected on the shiny and smooth surface of the gems, coating the astonishing wealth in front of us with a layer of evil. Ominous red light.
The halo reflected from the dragon treasure almost illuminates the small half of the sky.
The bright, alluring golden light was dizzying.
Although they have been prepared for a long time, when faced with such a huge amount of treasure, people still couldn't help showing a look of horror and sluggishness.
Shi An stepped forward subconsciously.
That's right.
These are indeed his treasures.
Every piece is.
He held his breath and stared at these treasures that had been away for thousands of years, and a trace of suppressive fire flashed across his eyes.
The nature of the dragon clamored in my heart.
Hurry up, get them all back!
At this moment, Mu Heng's calm and indifferent voice came from behind, and he lowered his head as if he was ordering something with Wen Yao.
Although he didn't hear exactly what he was talking about, he still summoned Shi'an from a state of devilishness.
He blinked, and the scarlet tyrannical light under his eyes disappeared.
Shi An took a deep breath and retracted his gaze.
While no one else noticed him, he walked slowly along the hill of treasures, and fell on his own property with nostalgia and nostalgia in front of him.
Shi An was half angry and half pampered and noticed that many of his gems had not been very well taken care of.
The originally smooth and beautiful surface was covered with a thick layer of volcanic ash, which looked dim and gray.
He gritted his teeth and tightened his fingers.
hateful.
That group of mercenaries must pay a price.
However, Shi An suddenly stopped.
He seemed to have thought of something, and looked thoughtfully into the pile of treasures in front of him.
One thing seems very strange.
If these treasures were looted from the hands of the Aiwen auction house, then why did he make a big circle just now, but the auction house has not seen any of the gems listed on the waiting list? Where is it
If it is covered by other treasures, it can be explained.
but…
Among the piles of treasures in front of them, the proportion of the stones of the abyss is not small.
It's almost like... the batch stolen by another group of people.
The chasm in the abyss has been fully unfolded, a thick and dirty gray-black poisonous mist enveloped the sky, and the ugly faces and vicious eyes of the abyss gleamed in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity to invade this defenseless continent.
"Is it enough?"
Several pieces of metal ore were piled on the ground.
Very few, but a dagger is enough.
They are non-silver and non-ferrous, they are weird in shape, can exist alone without refining, shining extremely dazzling light in the dark.
The protective clothing on the mercenaries had begun to corrode, even Xu Feng's.
"enough."
The black-robed man said in a slow, hoarse voice.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and covered it with the metal with his haggard palm.
The black and sharp nails pierced the wrists, and the thick black and red blood was like asphalt, slowly gushing from the wound, dripping tickly.
The black-robed man chanted an ancient mantra lowly in his mouth.
The scarlet light flickered in the dark, expanding little by little until it completely covered the metal in front of her eyes.
Everything looks very evil and uncomfortable.
However, the mercenaries can only feel extreme excitement and enthusiasm.
No one noticed that near the crack in the abyss, the people in black robes who were wearing protective suits just like them just now seemed to be completely unaffected by the poisonous fog, and could resist the erosion of the surrounding abyss poisonous gas by only releasing their magical power.
Xu Feng stared at the metal in front of him, the light in his eyes was greedy and excited:
"Okay?"
The black-robed man retracted his hand.
His wound no longer bleeds, and his skinny fingers, even pale, showed a sickly pale, shrunken and faded like wet paper.
He replied: "Yes."
Xu Feng's gaze fell on the black-robed man, and asked: "By the way, I remember you said that you came to this abyss and there is something you want to get? Have you got it?"
At this time, the black robe man gave a hoarse and short laugh.
He nodded slowly and said:
"Yes."
Originally, Xu Feng just asked casually. As for whether the other party could achieve his goal, he himself didn't care.
At this moment, one of his mercenaries ran over, with a look of horror and shock on his face:
"Head, boss! I didn't know what was going on just now, our communicator suddenly worked... Although it was intermittent, but we still received messages from outside brothers—"
Xu Feng looked over: "What?!"
"While we were leaving, the Administration took people to our base!"
Xu Feng's expression became gloomy:
"how is this possible?"
He never worried about his subordinates leaking this critical secret, not because he didn't want to, but he couldn't.
All mercenaries who know the address of the base are bound by a lost spell to ensure that they can’t tell it. It is precisely because of this spell that Xu Feng can escape the law for so many years. It is also for the same reason, even if he knows himself. The mercenaries sent out were captured and would still leave the camp, without worrying that someone would confide in secrets.
The mercenary shook his head blankly.
"Are the people from the bureau still there now?"
Xu Feng tightened his brows slightly, and there was a cruel and ugly light deep in the slender eyes that shone with precision:
"No, it's not there anymore."
The mercenary squeezed the communicator in his hand and stammered and replied, "No, but the brother opposite told us where the people from the administration are going next."
At this moment, the black-robed man behind him spoke timely:
"Up to now, our deal has been concluded."
Xu Feng turned his head and looked at the man in the black robe.
I saw the other person stand up and walked towards him slowly: "In this case, I should fulfill my promise."
A strange smile appeared on the face covered in darkness:
"You want to know who the dragon is and where it is now, right?"
Xu Feng narrowed his eyes and nodded slowly.
The black-robed man put his ugly hand back into his sleeve, and said in a hissing voice:
"The dragon is now by the dragon hunter's side, and even... is still acting with the dragon hunter."
Xu Feng was stunned for a moment, some of them didn't get over.
What
Dragon and Mu Heng together
"Dragon and Dragon Hunter? How could it be possible?" Xu Feng frowned and asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, how interesting."
The black-robed man’s smile hidden in the darkness slowly expanded, and the shrunken skin was involved, forming an ugly arc, which looked terrifying and weird:
"According to the content of our transaction, I have an obligation to tell you the name of the dragon who hides his identity in human society."
Finally it's the point.
Xu Feng subconsciously held his breath, staring at the black-robed man in front of him, waiting quietly.
"It's called Shi'an."
The black-robed man made a hoarse laughter that made people feel scalp numb, and said in a terrible and pleasant voice:
"The eldest son of the Chuo Ward Family, a student of the Academy for the Ability, and...
Still Mu Heng's sweetheart. "
"If you want to hunt dragons, you'd better hurry up... Otherwise, I'm afraid the dragon hunters will do it soon."
The black robe man said with deep meaning.