After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up-Chapter 104.2

Deception and Betrayal Must End in Blood and Slaying (2)

Shi An felt as if he was suspended in a half-awake, half-dazed state.

He was vaguely aware of what was happening but without much sense of reality as if his soul was floating outside of his body.

It was almost the same as when he had been summoned back.

Intense pain came when the dagger tip cut through the scale armor.

Only then did Shi An wake up abruptly and angrily kill his attackers, burning those disgusting ants.

Before the flames touched the other humans, Shi An hesitated and stopped.

But in the next second, an intense feeling of being watched came from one side.

That magic fluctuation was too familiar.

Shi An subconsciously turned his head in that direction and looked over.

The thick volcanic ash covered the sky like a thick layer of living black smoke, enveloping everything in a shadow that could not be dispersed.

A searing gale wrapped in the scent of sulfur tore through the ashes.

The man’s slender, upright form was enveloped in smoke and dust.

He came step by step in this direction.

The wild wind swept the corners of his clothes and his long silvery hair.

Mu Heng’s face was frighteningly pale.

As though it was snowing in extreme winter. There was no trace of blood on his face.

His pupils shrunk to the point of a needle, that pair of cobalt blue eyes like a ghost fire burning in the darkness, with a kind of chilling cold color like a knife blade, cutting through the thick smoke and dust in front of him, soundlessly stabbing at the dragon not far away.

His palm held a cold shimmering longsword, the frost-like transparent sword blade hanging low with dark red blood dripping down the edge, falling on the ground.

Mu Heng walked toward the dragon.

And at this time, the earth rumbled under the ground.

Like something was rushing, roaring, and thirsting for release several meters underfoot.

The dragon tilted its head and looked toward the volcano in the distance.

At that moment…

Zhuo Fu’s heart-rending voice came from far away. “The volcano is going to erupt… Run for it!”

This unexpected change made Mu Heng’s footsteps pause slightly.

The next second, the silver-white dragon in front of him opened its wings, sweeping burning heat, dust, and smoke, and the sound of flapping wings brought up violent sound waves.

The dragon took flight.

It flew toward the smoke and dust. The edge of the silver-white dragon’s wings cut away the volcanic ash and its massive figure was swallowed up in a flash.

At that moment, the black-robed man’s cackling laughter rang out.

“The lava won’t reach this area.”

“The dragon won’t allow it.”

The black-robed man laughed even more pleasantly. “But it’s not out of kindness or benevolence, but because its treasures are in this crater, together with us.”

“Your subordinates won’t die, so… You can pursue it at ease.”

The second half of his sentence was slightly elevated and carried much incitement.

The most powerful person in the human race delivered his heart to his enemy and threw away his pride until the lies and disguises were torn apart to reveal the brutal, bloody truth.

This was not only an insult but a betrayal.

—Deception and betrayal must end in blood and slaying.

With just one push, all false peace would fall apart.

And our God would eventually understand.

Hatred was the most remarkable bond between these two races.

Destruction was the ultimate destiny of the entire world.

However, before the black-robed man said anything else, a blinding silver ray suddenly cut through the sky like an explosion of meteors straight toward him.

The black-robed man’s pupils shrank and he hurriedly raised his weapon to block it.

“Crack–”

One of the ores on his wrist made a clear cracking sound and a dark red vein disappeared from beneath his skin.

The small patch of youthful skin lost its elasticity and reverted to its former dry and cracked appearance.

Mu Heng did not say a word.

His pupils burned with cold flames, his pale, thin lips pursed into a hard straight line, and his face was devoid of emotion like a merciless marble statue, with a thick hostility around him.

Unlike just now, his attack was crazy and brutal, up and down, and his strikes were highly ruthless.

The sword blade emitted a clanging sound and the sword energy brought up harsh white lines in the dark and sticky air, leaving terrifying sword marks several inches deep on the ground.

That was extreme violence.

There was no emotion, only pure fury and killing intent.

The black-robed man blocked with difficulty and had to retreat continuously.

“Crack–”

The purple-black crystal was covered with cracks.

As if it had finally reached its limit, it suddenly shattered amidst the terrifying ripples of the magical power rushing.

The black-robed man’s mouth spurted out dark red blood and his whole body floated backward like a kite with a broken string.

He gritted his teeth and frowned as if he didn’t expect Mu Heng to be able to gain the upper hand in this situation.

Unfortunately, he was no match for Mu Heng.

He made a split-second decision and ripped off a crystal from his wrist again, then crushed it with force.

The alchemical patterns rose under his feet, emitting a scarlet light under the powerful enchantment.

Before Mu Heng’s savage sword came again, the black-robed man fled. All that remained in the air was a low, muffled laugh.

–The game had been laid.

All that remained to be done was the killing.

His silhouette disappeared into the air.

Mu Heng stood in place solemnly, turning his head in the direction where the dragon disappeared, with a pair of ice-like eyes showing a frightening hue.

The tip of his sword dripped blood like a demon.

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