The terrifying dragon head was now less than two meters away from Angor.
Even though Toby was not releasing any aura, Toby's unconscious aura was enough to stop him from moving. He could only watch as Toby was dragged into the air.
"Don't … don't touch it," Angor tried his best to suppress his boiling blood and fear and spoke word by word.
The Abyssal Wind Dragon didn't mind Angor. Instead, it was carefully observing Toby with its bell-like eyes.
The dragon looked at Toby with a complicated expression. There were doubts, nostalgia, and most of all, disgust.
"I see its aura," said Angor. "It doesn't look like its descendant. Instead, it looks like someone took all of its emotions and put them into one pocket. Is it an artificial transplant? "
Angor was surprised by the dragon's question.
He didn't know what "its aura" meant at first. But after considering the dragon's words about "taking all of its emotions and put them into one pocket", Angor had a general idea.
Toby was actually a "living food" created by Greya using her Creation spell. The only thing special about Toby was that the seasoning was made from the organs of a legendary monster she found by chance.
Angor didn't intend to ask about Toby's "predecessor" at first. But after coming to the Abyss Plane, he noticed that Toby didn't seem to be affected by the environment at all. In fact, it was even more comfortable than when it was in the wizarding world. Angor wondered if Toby's predecessor — the legendary monster — actually came from the Abyss Plane. Otherwise, there was no way Toby could travel freely in the Abyss Plane.
It was only a guess. Now, the Abyssal Wind Dragon confirmed it.
Toby's predecessor came from the Abyss Plane, and the dragon seemed to recognize it.
"No, it's not an artificial transplant. It looked natural when it was born. But I don't think it was affected by any external force, "the Abyssal Wind Dragon muttered.
The Abyssal Wind Dragon didn't like to think too much. "Forget it. That old bastard is too cunning. Maybe it left something behind. Let's not get involved."
Toby, who had been swept into the air by the gentle wind, landed back down.
Seeing this, Angor forced himself to walk to Toby and held him in his arms.
The Abyssal Wind Dragon's eyes were filled with curiosity. "Lowly human, do you know who it is?"
"It's … Toby …" Angor gasped.
"Is it called Toby now? What a boring name. "The Abyssal Wind Dragon said with a mocking tone." Human, do you know its real name? "
"It's Toby. It doesn't have a real name."
The dragon didn't expect to hear such an answer, but it didn't question further. "You're just a human. Are you going to keep it with you?"
Angor didn't say anything. He held Toby tight and made his decision clear with his actions.
The Abyssal Wind Dragon stretched its terrifying wings and raised its head from the crater, looking into an unknown distance.
When he looked at Sui Xiong again, he saw that the Abyss Wind Dragon's eyes were still filled with disgust, but the evil intent was gone.
His killing intent seemed to have disappeared as well.
Angor didn't know what was going on.
The Abyssal Wind Dragon's eyes seemed to be able to see through countless dimensions and into the dark and silent Dead Sea. At the bottom of the sea, there was a hunched figure kneeling on the ground.
It took a while for the Abyssal Wind Dragon to regain its senses.
"As I thought. I was awakened by anger and followed the killing intent here because of it."
The Abyssal Wind Dragon's spirit was filled with anger. However, underneath that anger, there was also a hint of disgust and fear.
While Angor was still wondering, the Abyssal Wind Dragon turned to him again.
"Human, are you sure you want to keep it with you?"
This was the second time the Abyssal Wind Dragon asked the same question. Angor nodded slowly and seriously.
The Abyssal Wind Dragon gave Angor a thoughtful look. "Even if it's the one who lured all the demons here, human, are you still going to keep it with you?"
All the Evil Demons in the Dim Light Mountain Range were lured here by Toby? Angor looked at the Abyssal Wind Dragon in disbelief.
Was Toby really that powerful?
The Abyssal Wind Dragon seemed to have read Angor's mind. "It has nothing to do with who it is. You don't know that it carries the aura of the Pilgrim of Misfortune?"
The aura of the Pilgrim of Misfortune?! Angor was surprised. He didn't doubt the Abyssal Wind Dragon's words because there was no reason for it to lie to him.
According to this logic, everything seemed to make sense. Why was it that ever since he rescued Toby, all kinds of unfortunate events had happened along the way? From being chased by the giant serpent, encountering the trolls and Olof's Tentacle Crab, leaving the Overwatch Bastion, encountering countless ambushes, perhaps even the two accidents in the World Crossing Passage were all due to Toby's misfortune.
And … Toby was the one who caused Sunders to get lost and exiled in the portal?
"You lowly and ignorant human. Even so, you still want to keep it with you?"
The Abyssal Wind Dragon's terrifying spirit once again intruded Angor's mind.
Angor looked at Toby and took it into his arms without hesitation.
His actions had already made his attitude clear. Toby had saved him from death countless times. They were already bonded by life and death. There was no way Angor would give up on Toby.
"If that's the case, you're on your own now." The Abyssal Wind Dragon didn't refer to Angor as a lowly human this time. Instead, it gave Angor a meaningful glance before flapping its wings and preparing to leave.
It wasn't going to kill Angor.
In other words, Angor was nothing more than an ant to the Abyssal Wind Dragon. Just like how a human would stomp on an ant's nest for no reason.
The Abyssal Wind Dragon did the same thing.
The Abyssal Wind Dragon only wanted to kill Angor out of anger.
It didn't kill Angor in the first place, which meant it already had doubts in its mind.
The Abyssal Wind Dragon wouldn't simply get angry at an ant. It only restrained Angor's movements because it wanted to find the reason.
Of course, Angor's misfortune had reached its peak. It was a blessing in disguise.
The Abyssal Wind Dragon was just one step away from becoming a legendary creature. The Abyssal Wind Dragon was strong enough to sense its emotions, which was why it was willing to look for the reason.
If it was the Abyssal Wind Dragon, Manjimoni, who had fallen from his throne, it wouldn't notice anything at all. It would follow its inner desires and kill the creature it hated.
The Abyssal Wind Dragon knew that the Pilgrim of Misfortune's aura was the reason for its impulsiveness.
It could still do whatever it wanted to Angor. However, Angor's choice made it give up on killing him.
It didn't matter whether it killed an ant or not. But the old bastard might have his reasons for choosing such an ant.
The Abyssal Wind Dragon didn't know that Toby was actually born on the dining table. However, the fear of being controlled by the old bastard was still deeply engraved in its mind. It believed that Toby was just a pawn of the old bastard.
Therefore, the Abyssal Wind Dragon chose not to interfere.
…
Angor thought he was going to die. He was already thinking about flipping the table. However, the Abyssal Wind Dragon gave up on killing him in the end.
Angor considered and came up with an idea.
Perhaps the Abyssal Wind Dragon was also affected by "misfortune". It was inexplicably controlled by its emotions, which was called "destiny's guidance". When it realized that it was actually the Pilgrim of Misfortune's aura that controlled it, it would definitely rebel.
Of course, this was only Angor's guess.
No matter what, he was lucky enough to survive.
But …
Angor looked at Toby, who was sleeping soundly in his pocket. Toby didn't seem nervous at all. In fact, it looked quite comfortable.
Angor didn't know how Toby got affected by the Pilgrim of Misfortune's aura. Maybe something happened in Shadow Cave? Or maybe Toby sneaked into Boundary Forest? But the truth was already in front of him. Even if he tried to trace it back, it wouldn't change anything.
Now, Angor had to worry about how he was going to keep Toby alive after being affected by the aura of misfortune. This was his main concern right now.
His strength was relatively weak compared to the overall level of the Abyss. He couldn't even handle a single half-blood demon, let alone the demons at Twilight Mountain. Even if the Abyssal Wind Dragon didn't kill him, he would become the next monster's target.
Demons naturally hated humans. They wouldn't think about why they wanted to kill Angor. They would just kill him.
Angor quickly thought about it, but he still couldn't come up with an appropriate answer.
How should he survive in the Abyss?
He didn't know if Sunders was still alive or not. Right now, he only had Toby and the Abyssal Wind Dragon, who was about to spread its wings and fly away.
Angor had an idea.
"Mister Wind Dragon, is there a way to remove the aura of misfortune on Toby?"
He didn't want to have anything to do with a super giant like the Abyssal Wind Dragon, but he had no other choice.
If he didn't ask and stayed here alone, he would probably die anyway.
If he asked, he might have a chance to survive.
The Abyssal Wind Dragon slowly lowered its head. "Lowly human, what right do you have to ask me?"
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