Chapter 17: Grass, finish the ball.

Chapter 17

Shi An felt her head getting fuzzy.

He flew a crooked route, the scenery in front of him rotating and changing, as if covered with a layer of fog.

I can't, I'm going to fall ......

Shi An tossed his head, and with his wings flapping hard, he suddenly surged upwards, the sound of the wind whistling straight into his ears.

Suddenly, an overwhelming sensation came from the depths of his body.

Shi An: "......"

Shit, shit.

But before he could think of a solution, an even stronger urge struck him again.

The black dragon stopped in midair for a few seconds, and then--

"Vomit!"

A black and red sphere spat out of his mouth and fell straight towards the ground.

Without warning, the eyeball-like sphere stalled in mid-air, then exploded with a deafening sound.

The magic imprisoned in it expanded and exploded in the air.

The grayish-white mist carried strong fluctuations, rolling and roaring, spreading out into the distance in an instant, bringing strong wind pressure.

Shi An sucked in a breath of cold air.

Thank goodness this thing didn't blow up in your stomach.

But, before he could rejoice for a few seconds, a strange sensation of weightlessness suddenly struck him, pulling him down into the abyss beneath him--

Shi An: "......"

KAM!

Not far away, the strong impact from the explosion of the Eye of the Abyss forced Mu Hang to stop in his tracks.

In the next second, the dense poisonous fog attacked as if it were a living thing, Mu Hang raised his sword to meet it, and a cold azure-colored magic barrier appeared at first.

Like a torrent hitting a reef, the grayish-white mist rushed behind him.

Mu Hang's eyes were frozen in the wall of fog, as if frozen in time.

Such a strong wave of magic would completely scramble his senses, making tracking in the fog almost completely impossible.

Mu Hang drops his eyes and pulls out his instruments.

The pointer on it swung around, obviously also affected by this violent fluctuation, and was unable to show him the direction at all.

His five fingers tightened noiselessly, the tips of his fingers whitening slightly from the exertion.

--It looks like we'll just have to wait for the fog to clear now.

Due to the loss of the carrier, the poisonous fog and magic power that finally erupted was already at the end of its strength, and after a short surge it gradually calmed down and flowed outward little by little, slowly revealing the true nature of the terrain in front of them.

Although the abyssal rift disappeared, a long and deep canyon was still left on the ground.

The rocky walls were jagged and steep, the darkness below the cliffs, and the sinister scent of the Abyss alone still permeated the area, taking at least a few months to dissipate completely.

Mu Hang lifts his eyes and looks around the room silently.

The plains were dead silent, and the skies no longer captured any sign of the dragon.

However, Mu Hang has never been one to give up easily.

He closed his eyes for a moment to feel it, then opened them and looked fixedly in one direction.

The color of Mu Hang's eyes was very heavy, like the cold and distant dome on the snowy mountains, penetrating a kind of paranoia that would not stop until the goal was achieved.

--Despite the interference of the mist, as a fantasy species, the fluctuations it left behind as it flew through the air were still distinct and strong.

Like a patient hunter, he never gives up tracking his prey.

Obsession and desire mixed together and turned into an unstoppable, unstoppable and terrifying killing intent.

Mu Hang, longsword in hand, chased after the direction from which the fluctuation came.

The spatial folding that extremely consumed magic power was as if it was a snap for him, his feet were steady, but the scenery around him flew by steeply, transforming heaven and earth in just a few seconds.

Suddenly, Mu Hang stopped walking.

He was currently standing on the edge of the cliff, the other end of the canyon was shrouded in mist, and could only barely predict that the distance between the two sides was already more than fifty meters.

Then this would be the passage for that dragon to enter the surface world.

Mu Hang looked up, the scars on his brow deepening.

For some reason, the other party's breath fluctuation suddenly broke off here.

He took two slow steps forward.

Suddenly, his sight was attracted by a cave in the cliff, which was deeply concave, and under the mist, only a dark opening could be seen, completely unable to see what was inside.

The hole wasn't exactly narrow, but there were large chunks of rubble piled up around the edges, leaving only a gap of less than two meters, which was impossible for a dragon to hide in.

And there wasn't a lot of very noticeable magic fluctuations in there either.

It looked extremely ordinary, with nothing that could catch his attention.

But for some reason, Mu Hang just had a strange feeling, as if something was pulling and dragging him deeper into the cavern.

The feeling wasn't clear, but it unexpectedly made him feel a little distracted.

In that case, it's a good idea to check it out.

Mu Hang's actions have always been decisive.

He leapt downward, maneuvering his magic to hold himself up and land firmly on the opposite rock wall.

The depths of the cave were dark, and a cold, chilly wind wrapped out from it.

Edge rubble rolled in the wind with sporadic sounds.

Mu Hang narrowed his eyes and glanced inward thoughtfully before taking a step toward the cavern.

At this very moment--

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a roar came from far away in the sky, and a dragon's roar filled with a sense of intimidation echoed between heaven and earth.

Mu Hang was startled and immediately turned his head in the direction from which the voice came.

Only in the distant clouds, the huge body of the giant dragon was faintly visible, its pitch-black wings gracefully stretching, and in an instant, its form was engulfed by the thick clouds, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

After a long silence, Mu Hang let out a long breath.

The magically condensed sword in his palm shattered into roiling points of light and slowly dissipated into the air.

Although he is very reluctant, Mu Hang knows very well that he can't catch up now anyway.

He let out a brief, light laugh, but the faint hint of it seemed to float on crushed ice that didn't reach his eyes.

It's okay. We'll see each other again sooner or later.

Mu Hang slowly and methodically straightened his gloves and turned to prepare to leave.

But the moment he raised his hand, he absently glanced at the wristwatch he was carrying on his wrist - it had been slipped to him by the person in charge before he'd entered the test, and although the GPS was temporarily out of whack in the field covered by the Abyssal Rift, the watch could be tracked and detected to detect signs of nearby students, as long as they were close enough.

At the moment, the indicator light on the wristwatch was on.

Mu Hang was slightly startled and looked in the direction indicated.

-That's, like, deep in the cave.

*

Cloudy.

The armor on the Demon Worm's back opened, and its two wings continued to buzz and flap in the air as it descended downward a little.

It panted violently, almost half dead from exhaustion.

This was the first time that the Demon Worm had, in one go, manipulated so many Puppet Worms.

But the dragon is really too big.

Not to mention having to get them to form complete shapes and then rubbing them together with their wings to create a similar growling sound.

Luckily, the distance is really far and the whole set is pretty decent to do.

It should be no problem to fool humans who are kilometers away.

Throughout the entire process, the Demon Worm felt like he had literally removed half of his life.

It landed at the top of the rock face and lay on its back to catch its breath, then crawled toward the cave where it had set Shi An down.

From a distance, the Demon Worm saw that there was a man standing at the entrance to the cavern.

Very tall, with radiant silver hair.

But was it the human it wanted to see the least?

Magic Worm: "......"

It watched as Mu Hang took a step towards the depths of the cave.

Magic Worm: "........................ "

Grass, finish the ball.

*

The depths of the cavern were dark and chilly, and the rock-covered floor was extremely uneven, creaking harshly under the hard-soled boots.

The interior of the cave was much larger than it appeared from the outside, and footsteps echoed between the rock walls, sounding hollow and distant.

Mu Hang lowered his eyes and pressed the indicator button on his wristwatch.

"Drip-drip-drip--"

A vague electronic sound came from the depths of the cavern, it sounded muffled and intermittent and seemed to have been damaged beyond repair.

Mu Hang followed the sound.

He froze.

Only to see a teenager lying silently on a relatively flat piece of ground, his slender spine slightly arched, the whole person curled up into a ball as if he was afraid of the cold.

Worst of all ......

He had no clothes on him.

Or maybe it's better to have it than not to have it at all.

The clothes that had been torn into pieces of cloth managed to hang on his body, revealing large swathes of pale skin that seemed to glow in the darkness, white and a little shaky.

From the waist, to the legs.

Almost subconsciously, Mu Hang immediately turned his head away and withdrew his gaze.

The electronic sound of the wristwatch was still going off consistently, echoing through the dark cave, sounding extraordinarily moody and irritating.

Mu Hang paused and stepped forward.

He took off his coat and wrapped it around the other man's body.

The wobbly white was finally firmly in place.

Mu Hang craned his head in the direction the voice came from.

Only the wristwatch, which had been shattered beyond recognition, was lying on the ground, persistently emitting intermittent and hoarse sounds.

He lifted his foot and crushed it, only to hear a "click" and the annoying dripping sound finally stopped.

The cave returned to dead silence.

Mu Hang took a deep breath and raised a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose.

Somehow, that distracted feeling remained, but at least it allowed him to meditate.

Mu Hang looked toward the teenager who was currently lying under his coat.

The other was sleeping soundlessly, most of her face hidden in the shadows, revealing only her smooth jawline, the whole of her appeared thin and delicate, almost drowned by the clothes covering her body, her slender calves exposed, her white and glistening bones wrapped around her slender bones, the bloodstains on them looking particularly harsh.

There wasn't quite enough light, but it didn't stop Mu Hang from recognizing his opponent.

After all, they had seen each other far too many times over the course of time.

Shi An.

The human who made him suspicious, but with no evidence.

Administration Inside the laboratory.

Zhuo Fu's cell phone rang.

The moment he saw the caller ID, he immediately jumped up from his seat and picked up the phone almost without hesitation, shouting at the opposite side of the phone in a fiery voice:

"Oh my god I finally got in touch with you! Do you know how many times I called you before! I even called your subordinate! She told me you'd gone on a mission, and I was so worried! You know what? You're really right ...... that sword does react! I'm fucking stunned!"

He spoke as if he were a machine gun, bursting out endlessly, "...... I think we might really have to do our worst, the magic anomaly detected earlier might really be a fantasy species, and...! And! It really could be a dragon, you must be careful-"

The man's low, cold voice came from the other side of the microphone, "I've seen it."

Zhuo Fu froze, "Huh?"

"Dragons." Mu Hang's voice remained waveless, adding faintly.

Zhuo Fu: "........................ "

Fuck me?

"But that's not why I came to you this time."

Zhuo Fu showed a thunderstruck expression, "Wait, there's actually something more important to you than dragons?"

Mu Hang: "......"

"I'm sorry I'm sorry, go ahead."

Five minutes later.

Zhuo Fu didn't know what expression to put on for a moment, "So, you're saying that Shi An appeared unconscious and still □□□□□□□□□□□□ ...... in the same spot where she emerged from the abyss?"

Mu Hang pauses and corrects, "...... half-naked."

"Almost! Do you still have the tester I gave you earlier?"

"Uh-huh."

"Since you called me, you must have already done the test, right?"

"Uh-huh."

"So what, anything unusual?"

After a long silence, the man's cold, deep voice came from the other side of the microphone, "No."

"That's not it!" Zhuo Fu clapped his hands and said, "You believe me, my model of the testing machine this time is not the same class at all as before! It can measure abnormal magic power fluctuations with a frequency of one in ten thousand, if the testing machine shows no problem, then he definitely has no problem, but ......"

"But what?" Mu Hang pursued.

"There may indeed be something not quite right about your little friend here."

Zhuo Fu stroked his chin and said, "Did you just notice if there were any scratches or anything like that on him?"

There was a long silence on the other side of the phone.

"You're not not having a good time watching, are you?" Zhuo Fu asked bitchily.

The response to him on the other side of the phone remained silent.

But this time Zhuo Fu was keenly aware of his opponent's intimidating anger.

"Sorry sorry sorry, ahem," he coughed dryly, recognizing his mistake with great skill,, "Down to business."

"What I mean is that your little friend, might have been looted by a dragon." Zhuo Fu decent, continued, "During the time you were lost, I properly looked up the relevant information about dragons, I have to say, even among so many fantasy species, this kind of creatures like dragons are still considered mysterious, there are not many records about them, but there have been very similar records in all the relevant literature ......"

"Creatures like dragons are brutal in nature and prefer beauty and treasure."

Zhuo Fu paused and continued, "But I'm actually guessing la, after all, you just said that his current location is near the passage where is dragon left the abyss, right?"

"Is it possible that the dragon was trying to bring him back to the Abyss, but before he could get back, the passage was closed."

"Speaking of which, that little friend of yours seems to be pretty good looking, doesn't he?"

Before he could say anything, the phone was mercilessly cut off from the other side.

"......"

Zhuo Fu stared at the cell phone screen in front of him and fell into silence.

That's a little too desperate!

*

Mu Hang puts his cell phone back in his pocket.

He should have known that Zhuo Fu has no integrity at all.

This call went down with no valid information at all.

Mu Hang twisted his head to look at the teenager beside him.

The other party seemed to be completely undisturbed by the clamor of the outside world, still sleeping.

He reached out, his gloved fingers cupping the other man's pointed chin and turning the teenager's face in his direction.

--But, at least on that last point, Zhuo Fu is right.