Volume 2: Yiren Goes North Chapter 3: Lost

Style: Fantasy Author: Light and destruction in all directionsWords: 4163Update Time: 24/02/20 15:50:31
At this time, the ice dragon's arrogant laughter seemed particularly harsh.

Alvin glanced back coldly.

The mocking laughter stopped abruptly in the howling cold wind.

The ice dragon froze there, as if it had never encountered such a look. So much so that this time it directly transitioned from ridicule of weakness to anger at arrogance and rudeness.

It looked at the young man in front of it, and it didn't know whether it was angry at this guy's arrogance or because it was angry that it was a little timid and panicked the moment it stared at him.

Alvin raised his palm and slapped it towards the light pillar. A small spherical light shield detached from his palm and stuck to the outer wall of the light pillar.

"Ah!" Alvin roared wildly, his curls rising. He felt Onian's magic power coming up continuously, and the light shield in his palm could not advance any further.

But this is enough. His magic power began to crazily pour into the tiny ball of light.

And the tiny ball of light was actually expanding little by little. In an instant, it had grown from the size of a sesame dot to the size of Alvin's hand.

Now that he has the inference that "space can deform under the premise that time is stationary", Alvin can't care so much and can only give it a try.

The truth was just as he thought. The light shield in his palm was deformed under the urging of his magic power. Just like Rong Na's dark purple beam of light, which seems to be connected to the sky, but in fact the two ends are compressing towards the center at a speed that is difficult to detect with the naked eye. This is why Onian is in such pain.

Because the density within a space changes as the size of the space changes.

Of course, what Alvin is doing now will also intensify Onian's pain. Because the light shield in his palm is getting bigger, it means that the space in the light column is getting smaller, and the density in the light column will also be getting bigger. However, in order to save her, he could only think of this method now.

At this time, Onian's face had no color and her body was no longer shaking, as if she had fainted.

The ice dragon watched Alvin's every move and was surprised. This human could actually use the same type of magic as himself?

Although it couldn't figure out what Alvin wanted to do, it knew not to let him succeed. Then the dragon claw pointed again, and a burst of magic spurted out from its fingertips, pouring directly into the dark purple light column.

"It's now!" Alvin immediately withdrew when he saw the opportunity.

The light shield in his palm was like a deflated rubber ball, disappearing into the purple beam of light in the blink of an eye. And the endless pressure that would have pressed against the light shield suddenly pushed Onian over.

With his quick eyes and quick hands, Alvin penetrated the outer wall of the light pillar with one hand, grabbed the girl's wrist and dragged her out of the dark purple light pillar.

Because Onian has lost consciousness, her magic output has also been cut off. It is not that difficult to break through the outer wall of the light pillar. Alvin has seized this opportunity.

He looked carefully at the woman in his arms and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the cherry-colored lips were still opening and closing slightly. Looking at the chapped marks on her lips, his heart ached.

It wasn't that seeing her endure the inhuman torture caused by the squeeze of space that made him feel this way. In fact, what touched him even more was the stubborn look between her eyebrows. Even though she was unconscious, her locked eyes were still telling her unique pride. This might be an innate temperament, Alvin thought to himself.

With a cry of "Roar!", the ice dragon used its dragon breath to express its strong dissatisfaction with Alvin for daring to save people from its magic.

Alvin was naturally on guard, holding Onian in his hands, and dodged through the air.

"Brother! Let's go, stop fighting!" Kui Qing, who was on the airship at this time, saw that both of them were out of danger, and quickly warned loudly.

They didn't know whether it was because the airship was some distance away from them, or because the dragon's roar was too loud, and Alvin didn't seem to be listening. I saw his eyes staring at this huge monster, as if he was going to fight it to the death.

Seeing this, Kui Qing stamped her feet angrily.

Her father wanted to say something, but when he saw Kui Qing's face, he had to keep silent.

Ice Dragon and Alvin were facing each other tit for tat, neither one was afraid of the other, and neither one avoided the other.

Another dark purple beam shot out from between the dragon's claws.

But Alvin, who was carrying the girl on his shoulders, didn't see any movement. There was endless indifference between those cold eyes, indifference to the dark purple spots that seemed to be getting bigger and bigger in the pupils, indifference to the vast world of thousands of snow-capped mountains, indifference to the structure of time and space.

Between the flick of his sleeves, a moon wheel broke out of the sky.

There is a crescent moon in the cloudy sky, making it difficult to distinguish between day and night.

The little skylight was gradually absorbed into the ink marks passed by the new moon. Looking at the sky, it became more and more like a dark night.

At this moment, the giant ice dragon finally admitted in its heart that it was a little scared. It also confirmed that the human opposite to it was the same as itself, and could control the power of time and space. More importantly, this guy was far more afraid of death than it was. .

So the ice dragon's subconscious reaction was to flee. It's not that it's afraid of Alvin's magic, but it's afraid of the consequences of the intertwining of these two time and space magics.

But it was too late.

The bright moon front met the purple beam of light.

At that moment, it was quiet in the Traledi Mountains, so quiet that there wasn't even a sound.

At that moment, it was dark in the Tralade Mountains, so dark that there was not even a trace of light.

At that moment, one couldn't help but wonder if he was blind and deaf at the same time.

This time it was no longer as simple as Alvin's new moon breaking the shackles of time and space. When two powerful time and space magics collided together, they created a bottomless black mist, sucking up everything around it. After entering, of course they included the two instigators and the unconscious Onian, as well as a few wisps of mountain wind, a few pieces of cold snow, and the dragon's roar that was stuck in the throat and could not be roared out.

The hazy sky appeared again, and the howling cold wind roared again, but the people and monsters that had just caused the world to change color disappeared.

It was as if they had never been in this world.

But the piece of dragon tail lying quietly on the ground was trying its best to prove what had just happened.

"Brother! Brother Alvin!" Kui Qing's heartbreaking shout rang out from the mountains, but no one responded.

Xia Ye was the first to jump off the airship, followed closely by Lang Yun and others.

However, these people searched for several miles and found no one.

Now everyone was completely confused, after all, Alvin was the backbone of this group of people. The unknown life and death of the leading brother cast a heavy shadow over this mercenary group whose future was already uncertain.

Xia Ye fell down on the snow, dejected.

Even the mature and prudent Langyun felt anxious and depressed, and had no idea for a while.

Kui Qing seemed to have lost her soul. She didn't even notice that her boots were missing. Her feet were red from the cold, but she was still looking for hope in the piles of snow.

Qiao Zhi rode her dream horse to find a place farther away. Her aimless panic betrayed the young assassin's true inner feelings.

Such a group of people, desperately living in the ice and snow filled with terrifying monsters, have no clue.

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When the warm sunshine shone on Alvin's face, he stretched out his hand to block it, but felt a burst of pain from raising his arm.

He felt that his chest was tight, as if he could not breathe. When he lowered his head, he saw that he was being pressed by a dragon's arm.

His gaze stretched over. To be precise, it was a huge severed arm, starting from the dragon's claws and ending at the dragon's heart. The olive-green blood was dripping from the disconnected blood vessels around the dragon's heart, flowing all the way on the ground, and the smell was extremely strong.

"Look at this, the giant ice dragon is dead??!" He was surprised, so he stood up halfway, looked around, and found that he was in a forest, with the twigs and new branches of the towering giant trees. The leaves blocked a lot of sunlight, and there were no traces of human tread among the green grass.

Just when Alvin was about to push away the heavy severed limb on his chest, a moan came from him.

"Onian?" He sat up from the ground in shock. The scream/moan just now turned into a cry of pain.

Alvin followed the sound and found that the dragon arm separated the two people at both ends. He was on the dragon claw side, while Onian was firmly pressed under the dragon heart. Just now he lifted her up, and Onian pressed her even tighter. But it was his move that woke up Onian from her drowsy state.

"Wait a minute, I'll rescue you right away." Alvin endured the pain all over his body, cast the levitation magic with one hand, and used the other to pull the girl who was trapped underneath.

After the huge heart was slightly lifted, Alvin dragged the person out.

Onian looked at the sky, panting wildly, her chest heaving violently, and the lack of oxygen under the heavy pressure almost drove her crazy.

Alvin knelt down beside her and looked at her blankly, thinking that he had never seen her in such a miserable state. The olive-green dragon's blood covered half of her face, from her forehead to her cheeks, and also stained her snowy hair. Seeing that the frost-colored mage robe she was wearing had long been in tatters, and a large area of ​​spring light was exposed, from her breasts to her thighs, Alvin didn't want to miss any of it, and kept looking at it intently.

O'Nian looked at Alvin's strange expression, lowered her head and glanced at her current situation. For a moment, she no longer knew where to cover herself.

But the princess was a princess, and she didn't scream like a little girl, nor did she pretend to be shy, but she deceived herself into hiding. She glanced at herself briefly, then looked at Alvin, and laughed for no reason. Come. During this period, a few wisps of imperceptible bright red reached the base of her ears.

Seeing her like this, Alvin also lowered his head and glanced at himself. It turned out that he was no better than her. No wonder he felt chilly after running just now. It turned out that he was not fully clothed.

So he watched and laughed. The two looked at each other, and then the laughter became louder, more heartless, and more hysterical.

The laughter that echoed in the dense forest seemed to be laughter after a disaster, but it was actually full of contempt and contempt for the impermanence of life.

A little tired from laughing, Alvin lay down next to her. The two of them looked at the clear sky together, with smiles still on their faces.

"Where is this?" Onian asked, looking at the sky.

"I don't know, who knows." Alvin said, leaning on his palm, looking very satisfied with the afternoon sunshine.

"Look, these are the leaves of the Miso Poison Tree. This kind of tree can only grow in the north. So it seems we are in the north?" Onian stood up and looked around.

"I don't know about that, and I don't know if we have left the Traledi Mountains. Anyway, there is not even snow here." Alvin said, "By the way, what is the Miss Poison Tree?"

Onian couldn't help but look at him with laughter, because she almost blurted out and ridiculed him for being ignorant, just like she did in that carriage. Alvin understood her expression and stared at her with a vengeful half-smile.

Now O'Nian was really embarrassed. She wanted to use magic to pick a few leaves, but there was no magic in her body. Just like when she was about to be crushed by the dragon's arm, she also had no magic at all. Can't use it.

"What? No magic left at all?" Alvin didn't help, and asked as if he was watching the fun.

Onian crossed her arms, turned her face away, and ignored him.

Alvin quickly picked off a few leaves and handed them to her hand as if to please, and couldn't help but ask: "Didn't you say it was poisonous?"

"It's not poisonous this season. It's summer, and the silk liquid flowing out of the leaves is poisonous." Onian didn't pick it up.

He sighed.

The good thing about magic is that it can be used for transformation. For example, Alvin used a few peach-shaped green leaves to combine with Onian's fragmented mage dress.

"I didn't expect that you have the talent to be a tailor." O'Ni'an turned around a few times and looked at the brand new skirt on her body with joy and said, "It's just a little short."

A woman's face changes so quickly.

"There's nothing we can do, there's only so much fabric left." Alvin said this, but he was actually very satisfied with his work.

He combined the few remaining fabrics into a simple waisted dress, and the leaves became the hem of the shoulder collar, the hem of the skirt, and a few pieces were used to make the waistline. The series of openings, these touches of green are really the finishing touch.

Not only does this skirt completely accentuate Onian's figure, it also combines sultry style with freshness and liveliness. It is indeed at the level of a master.

But this is still Alvin's impromptu work, so sometimes the artistic attainments of this earl's only son are still very admirable.

It's just that the back part of this skirt seems a little too cool. A high-cut V-neck extends from the shoulders to the back waist. Of course, the hem only reaches two inches above the knees.

Wearing this kind of skirt in this season still looks a bit too cool.

But our master tailor likes this style.