Chapter 1748

The surface of the abyss.

Under the gray sky, in the pale forest. A demon, more than three meters long and with curved horns on his head, spread his slender wings and flew towards the depths of the forest.

After flying for a while, it saw smoke rising ahead.

"Yes! The master should be there." The horned devil thought so, not flapping his wings, but gliding downward.

Almost all the trees in this dense forest are dead, with no leaves and thorns on the branches, but they never fall because of their special material. Some powerful aboriginal tribes even broke down branches to use as weapons, which shows how destructive they are. The wings of the goat horn demon are very wide. When sliding, they still scrape the branches. The flesh membrane of the weak cicada wing is broken.

When the goat horn demon landed on the ground, he felt pain later. When he looked back and saw the broken wings behind him, he said, "I forgot to put away my wings again. When the master saw it, he estimated that he would scold me for being stupid..."

"Why does the master live in this forest? It's terrible, dark and... Cold." The goat horn demon looked into the distance. Although it was covered by dense forests, it still vaguely saw the rolling snow mountains. When he saw the snow mountain, fear flashed in his eyes.

It is a demon accepted by its master on the way. 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 clear about the taboos on the surface. The snow mountain in front is a taboo place.

Of course, the horror is not the snow mountain, but the Dragon living in the ice valley deep in the snow mountain!

Abyss dragon!

Although it hasn't really seen it, it's terrible just to listen to those rumors. I don't know if my new owner wants to live here?

"Alas." With a sigh, the goat horn demon shook his head and walked forward to the burning place of Mars.

Soon, it came to an open space, without any buildings, only messy stones and a central burning fire.

The goat horn demon subconsciously looked at a big stone. Usually, the master would sit on this stone and look at the distant snow mountain, as if looking at somewhere.

But strangely enough, the master is not here today.

The goat horn demon looked left and right. His face was full of doubts: "where has the master gone?"

The master whom it talks about is in the void above its head.

It was an indifferent woman with hot figure, dark skin and only blue and black scales covering the key parts. It has short ochre hair, and its face is full of wild beauty. In particular, its blue and red eyes add a bit of mystery.

Although it looks like a human, there are still differences when you look at it carefully. Because there are two symmetrical sharp corners on the left and right of her forehead, sharp and smooth, glittering with faint light.

If angel were here, she would not be strange to this woman.

She hung in the void and quietly looked at a certain direction. Although the distance was very far, spanning countless space-time distances, she still felt a burst of familiar fluctuations. The heartstrings seemed to be pulled open, and some memories came to my eyes.

"It seems that it smells." She suddenly opened her mouth and said the common language of the abyss in a very cold voice.

Her voice fell in the void. After a long time, a male voice without any emotion sounded.

"It does smell." Although it is far away, its foundation is in the abyss, and the waves are still perceived.

When the woman heard the male voice, her relaxed body suddenly tightened. She turned her head a little stiff. When she saw the figure in the distance, a trace of complex emotion flashed in her eyes. Both surprised and timid.

"Oh... Odkras." She gently called out each other's name, which had been cherished in her heart.

Odkras, the flame abyss dragon living in the valley of ice.

Odysseus looked at the woman. "You didn't care about it before, but now you seem to care about it?"

"I, I don't care about it. It's just its breath that reminds me of a person." A figure flashed across Fafner's brain, a blonde human.

"I didn't expect him to be alive in that situation." She paused, "but since she was alive, she didn't come to see me in the end."

The woman didn't say who she said "he" was, but she knew Odysseus knew who she was talking about.

"Fafner, do you care that angel didn't see you?" Odysseus called out the woman's name, Fafner. Like him, he was an abyss dragon, just a young generation.

"I don't care." Fafner replied quickly, but after saying that, she seemed to think of something again and added: "it's just that his clerk asked me to arrange follow-up, which made me a little angry."

Odklaas: "but don't forget. He didn't know where you were, so it's normal not to see you. He can't find you in the waste land of rasudland."

Moreover, after the chaos of human war and the toss of the flameless Lord, rasudland has long lost the void, and angel may not be able to find it.

"You seem to be talking for angel?"

"After all, I made a friendship with him." Odysseus said noncommittally.

"I remember that a human wizard named Munch came to you not long ago. Angel seemed to use you as an excuse to stop him. Aren't you angry when he did so?" Fafner wondered.

"There's nothing to be angry about. It's not a big deal. It's just a few unimportant words." After Odysseus finished, his figure slowly dissipated: "I'm going back, Fafner, you leave too."

Hearing Odysseus' words, Fafner's expression turned pale for a moment.

Although Odysseus sounded to let her leave the void, Fafner understood that his real meaning was to let her leave the forest outside the ice valley.

Favna was stunned and speechless for a long time.

Odysseus did not pay attention to Fafner's mood in the void, but came to the ice palace between the mountain walls, walked step by step to the front of the main hall and looked at a huge mural.

In the mural is an abyssal dragon as white as jade. Its scales are as white as crystal and dazzling. Even the horns that look like giant tumors on other abyssal faucets feel irresistible beauty on it.

Odeklas looked at the mural quietly for a long time, and a rare tenderness flashed in his eyes.

After a while, Odysseus looked back at the roof, or through the roof into the distant dark void.

Perceiving the obscure fluctuation, Odysseus raised a faint smile at the corners of his mouth: "who does it pass the fluctuation to? Is there anything yet to be done..."

"One day, you will come back."