The surface of the abyss.
Under the gray sky, in the pale forest. A demon that was more than three meters long and had 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 demon thought so, no longer flapping its wings, but gliding downwards.
Almost all the trees in this dense forest are dead trees, without leaves, and their branches are covered with thorns, but because of the special material, they never decay. Some strong men from aboriginal tribes even broke off branches and used them as weapons, which shows how destructive they can be. The wings of the goat-horned devil were very wide, and they could not help but scrape the branches when sliding down. The thin flesh membrane of the cicada wings was 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 my 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, 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 taboo places on the surface. The snow mountain in front of it is a taboo place.
Of course, the scary thing is not the snow-capped mountains, but the dragons that live in the ice valleys deep in the snow-capped mountains!
Abyss Dragon!
Although it has never been seen, just hearing the rumors is scary. I don’t know if my new owner 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, just messy stones and a fire burning in the center.
The goat-horned demon subconsciously looked at 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 is the master?"
The master it was talking about in its heart was currently in the void above its head.
She was an indifferent woman with a hot body and dark skin, with only blue and black scales covering her key parts. It has short ocher-colored hair, and its face is full of wild beauty, especially its pair of green and red eyes, which add a bit of mystery.
Although they look like humans, there are differences upon closer inspection. 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 and space, she still felt a familiar wave. My heartstrings seemed to be pulled apart, and some memories came to my mind.
"It seems to be its breath." She suddenly spoke, speaking in the common language of the abyss, 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 originally relaxed body suddenly tensed up. She turned her head stiffly. When she saw the figure in the distance, a trace of complicated emotions flashed in her eyes. Both surprised and a little timid.
"O...Odecras." 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 Immortal Ice Valley.
Alderkras 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 blond human with blue eyes.
"I didn't expect him to be alive in that situation." She paused, "But since he was alive, he didn't come to see me in the end."
The woman didn't say who she meant by "him," but she knew Odecras knew who she was talking about.
"Fafnir, are you concerned that Angel didn't go to see you?" Alderkras 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 it. 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 Monchi 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, the figure slowly disappeared: "I'm going back, Fafnir, you can leave too."
Upon hearing Alderkras's words, Fafnir's expression instantly turned pale.
Although Alderkras 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 to look at the roof, or in other words, looking 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..."
"One day, you will come back."
