"Don't tell me I'm discovered?" Angor felt uneasy.
Judging from the frequency of the vibrations, it was definitely a big monster.
Every time it did so, it would kick up a huge cloud of dust, which made the air in the cavern even more murky. As the monster approached, more rocks were falling down from the ceiling, and the cavern was about to collapse.
By now, he was sure that the monster was coming for him.
"Why now of all times?!"
Now that the Demon Source in his body was almost empty, he was definitely in a disadvantageous situation when facing external enemies. Besides, he wasn't sure how strong the monster outside was, but it couldn't be too weak.
It might even be stronger than the serpent he encountered in Shadow Cave.
This was probably the most unlucky moment Angor had ever encountered since he came to the Abyss Plane. In terms of luck, he was in the Abyss, which meant he was naturally weaker than the Abyss creatures. In terms of geography, he was trapped in a sealed underground cave, which meant he couldn't escape even if he wanted to. In terms of luck, Sunders wasn't here, and his mana pool was exhausted. Everything was not in his favor at all.
What could he do to get out of this situation?
Angor forced himself to calm down and mumbled, "There must be a way … There has to be …"
His mind raced as he tried to think of all the cards he could use.
However, he soon realized that there was nothing he could do against a monster that was stronger than him.
If he could complete the "model of his door" in his mind space, he might be able to use it to teleport away. However, he had only built half of the model of the door.
After thinking for a while, Angor decided that his only chance was to use the sequence of gravity to escape.
The vibrations stopped abruptly.
Angor could sense that the monster was right outside the cavern. At the same time, he sensed a chilling gaze lingering around him. Every time Angor tried to move, he would be locked down by the terrifying aura and immobilized.
On the other hand, if he stood still obediently, the other party would release the pressure.
When the monster released its pressure, Angor fell to his knees and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
He had never felt anything like this before. He didn't even feel something like this when he faced Isabelle. He also knew that the man was not using his full strength. Instead, it was as if they were toying with him like a toy.
The guy outside might be as strong as Sunders!
His heart sank when he thought of this.
Under such circumstances, it would be difficult to find an opportunity to escape even if he relied on the sequence of gravity.
Was there really no chance at all? He asked himself again and again, and the answer was "yes".
Boom!
A huge rock suddenly fell from the sky and smashed into the ground that was already full of scars. A hole was opened in the underground cave that was more than ten meters deep. Dim light shone in from the outside world.
He looked up. At least he had to see what the monster was.
However, the first thing he saw was not the scene outside, nor was it the so-called terrifying monsters. Instead, it was the gravel and dust that were stirred up by the strong wind. At first, it was just a whirlpool, but it soon turned into a terrifying tornado.
Originally, there was only a small hole in the underground cave. However, in this terrifying tornado that could destroy everything, huge rocks kept falling from above.
In just a few minutes, the underground cave was no longer there. It had become a sinkhole.
Angor was now at the bottom of the sinkhole.
He was not in a good condition at the moment. Facing the tornado and the large number of falling rocks, his only choice was to eject his soul and rely on the sequence of gravity to protect himself.
Although he had managed to survive, his final trump card had been exposed.
His original plan was to find an opportunity to escape using the sequence of gravity while the other party didn't know about him. But now that the monster already knew about his sequence of gravity, it was impossible for him to escape.
The wind stopped, and the dust settled.
Angor looked up from the bottom of the sinkhole and saw the gloomy sky.
He heard something rustling on one side of the sinkhole. He looked up and saw a giant claw covered in scales clinging to the edge of the sinkhole.
At the same time, a ferocious head that terrified Angor slowly revealed itself.
It reminded Angor of the illusion Sunders showed him during the Calamity of Grand Demons. In the illusion, there was a country that built a hundred-meter-tall wall to defend against invaders. However, the head of a giant demon covered in lava slowly revealed itself from the wall that everyone coveted. The giant demon stared at the people inside the wall with bloodthirsty eyes.
The pressure that only existed in the illusion was very similar to what Angor was experiencing right now.
However, this wasn't the head of a giant demon. It was something even more terrifying than a giant demon.
An Abyss Dragon!
Angor was sure of it. The crocodile-like head, sharp horns, and barbed scales all over its body were exactly the same as those legendary creatures.
Before coming to the Abyss Plane, Angor read a book about the monsters in the Abyss Plane. The book clearly stated that Abyss Dragons were "not to be provoked".
For a demon, the book only stated that they should avoid direct confrontation.
Abyss Dragons, on the other hand, clearly stated that they shouldn't be provoked. Once provoked, there was no way out. Even the strongest demon in the southern wizarding region, Monkey, had to be careful when facing an Abyss Dragon, let alone others.
The wind energy around the Abyssal Dragon was so dense that it could be seen with the naked eye. It was clear that this was an Abyssal Wind Dragon!
Just yesterday, he heard a legend about the Windwhisper Valley from Sunders.
The place was called "Windwhisper" because the wind element here was unusually active. Every now and then, Angor would hear the sound of wind whistling, as if the God of Wind was whispering something.
Sunders joked about it, "Such active wind elements, yet no wind elementals were born. Strange. Is there a powerful wind monster sleeping here?"
Angor's words came true.
It wasn't a sleeping wind monster. Instead, it was a powerful Abyss Wind Dragon that Angor couldn't resist.
Perhaps the wind element in the Windwhisper Valley was caused by this Abyss Wind Dragon.
Angor lost all hope in front of such an opponent.
An Abyss Dragon was at least a truth-finder. An adult Abyss Dragon was usually a level-3 truth-finder, or even a legendary one.
Angor didn't know which stage the Abyss Dragon was at, but he didn't think he could escape this time.
Especially when the Abyss Wind Dragon's crimson eyes were staring at him with extreme malice.
There was no chance for him to escape from such a powerful evil spirit.
What would you do if you knew you couldn't change the situation and that you would still fall into the abyss of despair? Angor didn't know what the others would do. Although he looked calm, his eyes were slowly turning dark, and he was about to lose his mind.
The continuous setbacks and misfortune had caused Angor's depression to ferment. Now, his despair and fear had become the catalyst for this chemical reaction.
Madness was the only thought in Angor's mind.
Once, Angor stirred up trouble during the auction at Twilight Auction, which led to the chaos in the Evernight Kingdom.
Now that he had no trump cards and no hope of survival, he wanted to turn the tables again.
He didn't care if he died here.
However, when Angor's crazy thoughts reached the wound in his soul, the Abyss Wind Dragon suddenly spread its wings and unleashed a rain of deadly wind blades at Angor.
When the violent wind energy enveloped Angor, he suddenly felt his mind going silent.
It was said that before death, everything would become calm and peaceful.
Even time gradually came to a standstill. This was the final music before death — the Silent Movement.
The merry-go-round of life would slowly emerge in this silent symphony of death.
Until the final light went out.
Angor's pupils dilated and slowly returned to normal.
He thought he was going to die, but he didn't.
All the wind energy stopped moving in front of him. It wasn't the silent movement before death that he thought it would be, nor was it the space-time dislocation at this moment. Instead, it was the Abyssal Wind Dragon that stopped the wind energy on its own initiative.
Angor looked up and saw the evil look in the dragon's eyes. Instead, there was a hint of doubt.
Angor still couldn't move under the dragon's cold gaze.
However, the dragon suddenly spoke.
It wasn't a roar. Instead, it sent a spirit message into Angor's mind.
"Why do I smell it on you?"
This will was filled with grandeur and faraway. Angor's eyes went blank for a moment. He felt like someone was forcibly opening his memory box.
A strong itch on his back woke him up from his trance.
"Huh? Strange power. "The spirit message came again.
Before he could react, he heard a gust of wind blowing past him. The stinky Abyss Dragon Head was already right in front of him.
At the same time, a gentle wind rose around Angor's body.
His clothes were slowly blown away, and Toby, who was sleeping in his chest pocket, was slowly lifted up by the wind.
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