Chapter 988

The cracked earth and rock kept rolling down. I don't know when the tunnel from "uphill road" to "downhill road" became a slide like structure, and the sound of "crackling" came closer and closer from the darkness.

Brandon was full of excitement. Holding the "reduced version" of himself in his arms, he didn't want to rush straight to the rock wall on one side.

"Boom!"

The boulder falling from his head burst on his side, and the prince who was affected felt as if he had been kicked hard behind him, and the whole person hit the rock wall.

"Cough, cough..."

In the diffuse smoke, two figures, one big and one small, were coughing desperately.

"Cough, cough, cough... Run, we have to run..." struggling to get up, Brandon's legs were shaking: "can't stop, run... Cough, cough... Run!"

"Run? Where are you going?!"

The color of panic flickered in his red eyes. "Little Brandon" was distracted: "it's so dark everywhere. There's no place to run!"

"Whatever, just run with me!"

Holding the boy's hand, Brandon, who was biting his teeth, ran straight ahead.

Just after running a few steps, there was another roar behind them - where they got up, it had cracked and collapsed into a pile of rubble.

If you didn't get up just now, you either fell or were buried alive.

But Brandon was not interested in looking back any more. He just took a desperate step forward.

The pale "little Brandon" seemed to finally realize that he didn't talk much anymore, but tried hard to keep up with him.

The incessant explosion still came from behind them, like an excited roar from a fierce beast chasing prey, chasing them, urging them not to stop for a moment.

However, the "continuous collapse" tunnel becomes rugged due to the falling gravel and cracked ground; Along the way, they didn't know how many times they stumbled, slipped and fell, and even rolled, resulting in bruises and bruises.

But they're still running.

Run without life!

There is no so-called visibility in the dark tunnel. There is no difference between opening and closing your eyes. Maybe the next second they are in front of an invisible abyss or a wall enough to make them commit suicide.

Brandon didn't care at all. He ran straight, even stopped and slowed down a little, and didn't mean to see the way ahead.

A memory that has been buried for a long time and even thought it was just a dream for countless times is surging up like a tide.

Soon, soon.

"Boom --!!"

In a sudden earthquake, the whole tunnel seemed to be "hit" by something, and the falling gravel bounced up one after another - the two of them were no exception and flew out directly.

He hugged "little Brandon" and his royal highness, who was hurt all over, rolled for many times before he finally "exhausted" his inertia and stopped.

The next second, the whole tunnel suddenly stopped shaking and no longer "collapsed"; The slide like ground became much smoother again, and everything returned to normal.

Powerless to release his hands, the red haired boy in his arms naturally rolled out of Brandon's arms; A big man and a small man lay on the cold ground, looked up at the darkness, and gasped in shock.

In the dead tunnel, all they can hear is the gasping voice of themselves and each other.

"I, we cough... Take a rest..." Brandon, out of breath, lay on the ground and coughed repeatedly: "recover some strength, and then continue..."

"I quit!"

"Little Brandon" with a frightened face suddenly screamed, shivering and trance: "why do I have to come to this ghost place, why do I have to suffer? Who did I offend

The shrill voice echoed in the tunnel, echoing again and again.

The prince who provoked his eyes said nothing and looked at him with a very complex expression.

"You want me to say that all this was designed at the beginning, right - the Royal brother Connor will become a Dragon Rider. My little son who 'ran with me' retreated despite difficulties and was responsible for setting off his bravery, greatness and decisiveness. I know it all!"

"So why torture me so much and want to kill me? Can't we have a little tacit understanding? Do we have to kill people with a stick... Can they settle down only when they hear that my disgraced Prince is dead?!"

"Tell me, please tell me!" the hysterical "little Brandon" clung to Brandon's arm, his eyes were red - although his eyes were red - and there was a cry in his voice:

"How on earth can they stop bothering me like this? Do I have to die?"

Looking at those frightened eyes, Brandon wanted to say two witty deceptions to coax him several times, but he wanted to stop talking.

Do you want to cheat yourself?

"No... they will never let their guard down on you." Brandon, who looked at "little Brandon" with some unspeakable emotion, said in a deep voice, "because you are Eckhardt's youngest son and the second heir to the Empire."

"That's why you have to go on, because this time... Only this time, you still have a chance to compete fairly with your brother - no matter how difficult it is, you can only get back here!"

"But I don't want to be an emperor at all! I don't want to be an emperor!" the red haired boy choked. "I don't want to rob Conrad at all, and I can't rob him at all!"

"He is the eldest son, the Crown Prince appointed by the emperor and the prince of East Saxony. Everyone dotes on him and holds him - what did I count?!"

The red haired boy abandoned himself.

But Brandon couldn't help but bring up the corners of his mouth.

"Listen, listen to yourself," Brandon said with a faint complacency in his voice. "Do you still want to tell me that you don't envy him at all?"

"Of course I'm jealous. I'm dying of jealousy!" little Brandon increasingly abandoned himself. "But what's the use? No one likes me - in the eyes of those people, I'm probably like a madman who likes to make trouble!"

"Yes, it's crazy - no matter how many things I do, right or wrong, it seems that they are looking at me with that kind of eyes. They're not afraid that I'll steal Connor's limelight or that he'll be dragged down by me!"

"Then be a madman!"

Suddenly he got up and Brandon, with his eyes burning, blurted out: "be a madman who exceeds their expectations and do everything that will make them feel fear and panic - they can't hate you more anyway!"

"Since you can't let them love you, let them be afraid of you!"

Little Brandon opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him with some fear but some inexplicable excitement.

"Just like now... Think about it, if you get the dragon's contract, even further;" Brandon stared into his eyes and deliberately lowered his voice:

"Only you get the recognition of the dragon, but connord doesn't. what will those people... How will they feel and react?"

Little Brandon, stunned, didn't know how to react.

Stunned? Anger? fear? Surprised?

Maybe there's a little bit of... Um, admit it?

At least, they won't be regarded as an eyesore anymore, will they?

At this moment

"Boom --!!"

The loud noise came from behind them again, followed by continuous vibration.

The stunned little Brandon instinctively got up and was ready to escape, but Brandon clung to him and stayed in place.

"Take it easy, listen to me!"

Clenching the red haired boy's delicate wrist, Brandon, who was also nervous, stared at him and quickly said, "you have family and loved ones. In the future, there may be one or two people who can be friends, people who hate you and people who don't hate you so much..."

"But remember, forever! You can only believe in yourself... Alone."

"All you have to do is hold on to everything you can win, and then never give up... As for dreams, ambitions and wishes, don't worry, they will come sooner or later."

"But before that, before you really understand what you desire, you still need capital, a capital that can save your life and win a place that will not be ignored - for you, there is no more valuable capital than the name of 'Dragon Rider'. Do you understand?"

Little Brandon looked at the eager Brandon on his face, and couldn't help looking up. The closer and closer behind them, the roar from the dark, nodded anxiously.

"Good, then run quickly!"

He got up with both hands and feet. Brandon, who had no fear on his face, held the hand of "little Brandon", and his expression was a little more "impassioned":

"Let's get back to the first city from the hands of the beloved King Connor!"

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"Boom..."

The deafening roar shook the whole "vimpal College", and even the burning black sun in the sky became more and more dim.

The hall of vimpal college, with its closed door, was also dark.

Standing in the empty hall, the little wizard nervously looked at Loren standing in front of the gate, kneeling on one knee and clenching the "bright silver" in his hand. His face clenched his teeth and was like wrestling with something.

In fact, the situation is basically different from what she guessed.

After really opening the dream world, Loren really realized how terrible the void force that almost assimilated the whole Jufeng mountain was - not to mention breaking it, even if he didn't break it for a short time, he had done his best!

Less than a minute later, he could only barely maintain that the last "Hall" was not completely torn apart by the opposite side, and it didn't seem to take much time.

Compared with the battle with mezka in the ancient wood forest, it is naturally much stronger, but it is still far from enough.

But it doesn't matter. Anyway, he doesn't expect himself to be able to resist the creation left over from the era of the Dragon kingdom.

As long as we can tear a little, buy some time for Isaac, and let these "big lizards" realize that things are not as smooth as they think.

This trip to Jufeng mountain is a passive and unjustifiable party in any way; Since it is wrong to show enough sincerity and apology, it is natural.

But even so, we must not be humble and let the opposite side think it is a soft persimmon at their disposal. Where we should resist, we still have to resist - lose people, but we can't lose the array.

"Boom --!!!"

There was another loud noise, and the whole dream world was shaking.

Loren just felt his head hit like a nail, and the pain began to twist his whole face.

The little wizard standing behind Lauren looked at him nervously, but he was afraid that he would make trouble and didn't dare to come forward. He was in a dilemma.

Come on, come out.

You must have found something wrong. Why are you hiding from me?

"Bang --!!"

Another shock and shock.

"Loren?!"

The screaming little wizard looked at the trembling black hair. The wizard suddenly lowered his head and rushed up.

"I'm fine!"

Reaching out to stop ayin, Loren hissed and raised his head with his teeth. He was in a trance.

Just now, the pressure that has obviously begun to decrease suddenly becomes stronger. Obviously, it is not the exclusion of the assimilation space itself, but the result of the other party's personal intervention.

Hum... Can't help it at last?

Lorraine, whose expression was distorted by the pain, couldn't help laughing at the corners of his mouth.

But in less than a second, another shock came.

"Boom --!!"

The deafening noise burst in the dark haired wizard's mind.

Loren, who was trembling all over, couldn't support it anymore. When he fell down, he was timely supported by the little wizard behind him. Finally, he didn't touch the ground with his face.

The roar continued, and the whole dream world overturned, leaving no ruins.

"Loren..."

AI Yin, holding him tightly behind him, whispered softly, with a tremor: "front, front..."

Are you here?

Holding back the sharp pain in his head, the black haired wizard slowly raised his eyes.

The first thing that caught his eye was the familiar amber eyes.

Like the scales of sterling silver, they are so dazzling and brilliant even in the dark.

Elegant and smooth curves, like a sculptural posture, are presented in front of you.

Behind him, milassis and glum hung their dragon heads, and their respectful posture seemed to be taking an oath of surrender - even without them, their faint authority and unparalleled posture also exuded awesome power.

Yes, don't think about it at all. Loren already knows who the "this"... In front of him is.

His eyes flickered, and the silver dragon slowly lowered the dragon's head a little; It was like looking at and waiting for something, staring at the black haired wizard's every move.

It's like a majestic monarch waiting for his subjects to speak and salute him.

Yes, monarch... In addition to this word, Loren can't imagine how to describe a giant, a great beast, which is at least two or three times bigger than the Dragon milaxis.

The master of Jufeng mountain has the longest life so far. It is said that the giant dragon has survived for thousands of years in the world.

Silver Dragon

Enzo.