The surface of the abyss.
Under the gray sky, in the pale forest. A demon with a body length of more than three meters and curved horns on its head spread its slender wings and flew towards the depths of the forest.
Not long after flying, it saw fireworks rising in front of it.
"I found it! The master should be there." The horned demon thought so, not flapping his wings, but gliding downwards.
The trees in this dense forest are almost all dead trees, without long leaves, and the branches are covered with thorns, but because of the special material, they never fail. Some strongmen of aboriginal tribes even broke branches off and used them as weapons, which shows how destructive it is. The horned devil's wings are very wide, and when it slides down, it inevitably scratches the branches, and the fleshy membrane of the weak cicada's wings is tattered.
When the horned demon landed on the ground, he felt the pain later, when he looked back and saw the tattered wings behind him, he stunned and said, "I forgot to put away my wings again, and the master will probably scold me when he sees it. stupid..."
"Why does the master want to live in this forest, it's scary, dark, and... cold." The shofar demon looked into the distance. Although it was covered by dense forests, it still vaguely saw rolling snow-capped mountains. When it saw the snow-capped mountains, fear flashed in its eyes.
It is a demon that was accepted by its master halfway through. Because it has no relatives, it has been living a life of exile on the surface of the abyss. After living on the surface for a long time, it is very clear about the taboo places on the surface. The snow mountain in front is a taboo place.
Of course, it's not the snow-capped mountains that are terrifying, but the dragons who live in the ice valley deep in the snow-capped mountains!
Abyss Dragon!
Although it hasn't actually seen it, it's scary just listening to those rumors. I don't know if the new owner I recognized wants to live here
"Alas." With a sigh, the shofar demon shook his head and walked towards the place where the sparks were burning.
Soon, it came to an open space without any buildings, only messy stones, and a burning fire in the center.
The shofar demon subconsciously looked at a large rock. Usually, the owner would sit on this rock and look at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, as if he was looking at somewhere.
But strangely, the master is not here today.
The horned demon looked left and right, his face full of doubts: "Where is the master?"
The master it was talking about was in the void above its head at this time.
It was an indifferent woman with a hot body and dark skin, who only covered the key parts with blue-black scales. It has short ochre-colored hair, and its face is full of wild beauty, especially the pair of blue and red eyes, which add a bit of mystery.
Although it looks like a human being, there is a difference 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, with a faint glow.
If Angel was here, he would not be unfamiliar with this woman.
She hangs in the void, quietly looking in a certain direction, although the distance is very far away, spanning countless space and time distances, but she still perceives a familiar wave. The heartstrings seemed to be pulled, and some memories flooded in front of me.
"It seems, it's its breath." She said suddenly, speaking in the common language of the abyss, and her voice was very cold.
Her voice fell leisurely 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 root is in the abyss, and the fluctuations from it are still felt.
After the woman heard the male voice, her originally relaxed body suddenly tightened, and she turned her head a little stiffly. When she saw the figure in the distance, a trace of complicated emotions flashed in her eyes. Surprised and timid at the same time.
"O... Ordeklas." She called out the other person's name softly, the name she had always treasured in her heart.
Audecras, a flaming abyss dragon who lives in the valley of immortality.
Odecklas looked at the woman, "You didn't care about it before, but now you seem to be paying attention to it?"
"I, I'm not concerned about it. It's just its breath that reminds me of a person." A figure flashed in Fafnir's mind, a blond human being.
"I didn't expect him to be alive under those circumstances." She paused, "but since he was alive, he didn't come to see me in the end."
The woman didn't say who she was referring to as "he", but she knew Odecklas knew who she was talking about.
"Fafnir, are you concerned that Angel didn't see you?" Odecklas called out the woman's name. Fafnir, like him, was an abyss dragon, but only a young junior.
"I don't care." Fafnir quickly replied, but after she finished speaking, she seemed to think of something and added: "It's just his clerk, and I'm a little angry that he wants me to arrange the follow-up."
Audecras: "But don't forget it. He didn't know where you were at the time, so it was normal that he didn't see you. He couldn't go to the wasteland of Rasudran to find you."
What's more, after experiencing the chaos of human wars and the tossing 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, he has formed a friendship with him." Odeklas said noncommittally.
"I remember that a human wizard named Munch came to you not long ago, and Angel seemed to use you as an excuse to stop him. He did this, are you not angry?" Fafner wondered.
"There's nothing to be angry about, it's not a big deal, it's just a few insignificant words." After Odklas finished speaking, the figure slowly dissipated: "I'm going back, Fafnir, you should leave too."
Hearing Odklaas' words, Fafnir's expression instantly paled.
Although Odklath sounds like he wants her to leave the void, Fafnir understands that what he really means is to let her leave the forest outside the Ice Valley.
Fafnir froze in place, speechless for a long time.
Odecklas 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 a white jade-like abyss dragon. Its scales are pure white as crystals and dazzling. Even the horns that look like giant tumors on other abyss dragon heads are irresistible when placed on it. beauty of.
Odecklas watched the mural quietly for a long time, and a rare tenderness flashed in his eyes.
After a long while, Odecklas turned his head to look at the roof, or, in other words, through the roof to the distant dark void.
Perceiving the subtle fluctuations that came from it, a faint smile evoked the corners of Odkras's mouth: "Who will it pass the fluctuations to? Is there something to be done..."
"One day, you will come back."