Surface of the Abyss.
Under the gray sky, in the pale forest. A demon over three meters long with curved goat horns spread its slender wings and flew into the depths of the forest.
After flying for a short while, it saw smoke rising in front of it.
"Found it! Master should be there. "The goat-horned demon thought and stopped flapping its wings. Instead, it glided down.
Almost all the trees in this forest were dead. They had no leaves, and the branches were full of thorns. But because of the special material, they never withered. Some powerhouses of the native tribes even broke off the branches and used them as weapons. It could be seen how destructive they were. The goat-horned demon's wings were very wide. When it slid down, it could not help but scratch the branches. The thin membrane of the wings was torn and tattered.
When the goat-horned demon landed on the ground, it felt the pain. When it looked back and saw the tattered wings on its back, it said in a daze, "I forgot to put away my wings again. Master will probably scold me for being stupid if he sees this …"
"Why does Master want to live in this forest? It's scary and dark, and … cold." The goat-horned demon looked into the distance. Although it was covered by the forest, it could still vaguely see the undulating snowy mountains. When it saw the snowy mountains, fear flashed in its eyes.
It was a demon that was taken in by its master halfway. Because it did not have any relatives, it had been living an exiled life on the surface of the Abyss. After living on the surface for a long time, it was very clear about the various forbidden places on the surface. The snowy mountain in front was a forbidden place.
Of course, what was scary was not the snowy mountain, but the … dragon that lived in the ice valley in the depths of the snowy mountain!
Abyssal dragon!
Although it had never seen it, it was terrifying just from the rumors. It did not know that its new master was going to live here.
"Sigh." After sighing, the goat-horned demon shook its head and walked toward the burning fire.
Soon, it came to an empty space. There were no buildings, only messy stones and a burning fire in the center.
The goat-horned demon subconsciously looked at a large stone. Usually, its master would sit on this stone and look at the snowy mountain in the distance as if he was looking somewhere.
But strangely, its master was not here today.
The goat-horned demon looked left and right, confusion written all over its face. "Where did Master go?"
Its master, whom it was constantly thinking about, was currently in the void above its head.
It was a cold woman with a hot body and dark skin. Her important parts were only covered with dark green scales. It had a head of short, ochre colored hair, and its face was filled with a wild beauty. Its pair of green and red eyes, in particular, added a bit of mystery to it.
Although it looked like a human, there were still differences upon closer inspection. This was because there were two symmetrical sharp horns on the left and right sides of her forehead. They were sharp and smooth, flickering with a faint light.
If Angor was here, he would have recognized the woman.
She hovered in the void, quietly looking in a certain direction. Although the distance was very far, crossing countless space-time distances, she still sensed a familiar fluctuation. His heartstrings seemed to have been pulled open, and some memories surged into his mind.
"It seems to be its aura." She suddenly spoke in the Abyssal Common Language, and her voice was very cold.
Her voice echoed in the air. After a long while, an emotionless male voice rang out.
"It is indeed its aura." It was far away, but its root was in the Abyss, so it could still sense its aura.
Hearing the male voice, the woman's relaxed body suddenly tensed up. She turned her head stiffly and saw the figure in the distance. Complicated emotions flashed in her eyes. She was surprised, but also a bit scared.
"O — Oderklas," she called out the name she had been cherishing in her heart for a long time.
Oderklas, the Abyssal Flame Dragon who lived in the Unmelting Ice Valley.
Oderklas looked at the woman. "You didn't care about it before, but now you seem to care about it?"
"That's not what I care about. It's just that its aura reminds me of someone. "A blond human with blue eyes flashed in Fafnir's mind.
"I didn't think he would still be alive in that situation." She paused. "But he didn't come to see me in the end."
The woman didn't say who "he" was, but she knew Oderklas knew who she was talking about.
"Fafnir, do you care that Angor didn't come to see you?" Oderklas called out the woman's name. Just like him, Fafnir was an Abyssal Dragon, but a younger one.
"Not at all," Fafnir quickly replied. Fafna replied quickly, but then she seemed to have thought of something and added, "It's just that I have to make arrangements for his staff, which makes me a little angry."
Oderklass said, "But don't forget. He didn't know where you were, so it's normal that he didn't go to see you. He can't go to Rasudelan's wasteland to look for you. "
Besides, Rasudelan was already lost in the void after the war between humans and the Lord of Flameless. Angor might not be able to find him.
"You're speaking up for Angor?"
"After all, we're friends." Oderklas didn't deny it.
"As I recall, a human wizard called Monkey came to see you not long ago. Angor used you as an excuse to stop him. Aren't you angry? "Fafnir was confused.
"There's nothing to be angry about. It's not a big deal. I just said a few unimportant words." With that, Oderklas slowly disappeared into thin air. "I'm going back. Fafnir, you should leave too."
Fafner's expression instantly turned pale when he heard Oderklass's words.
Oderklas sounded like he was telling her to leave the void, but Fafnir knew that he was telling her to leave the forest outside the Unmelting Ice Valley.
Fafnir was speechless for a long time.
Oderklas didn't care about Fafnir's feelings. Instead, he went to the ice palace between the mountain walls and slowly walked to the front of the palace to look at a large painting.
The mural depicted an Abyssal Dragon that was as white as jade. Its scales were as white as crystal, translucent and dazzling. Even the horns that looked like giant tumors on other Abyssal Dragon heads were irresistibly beautiful when placed on its body.
Oderklas looked at the painting for a long time and showed a rare gentleness in his eyes.
A moment later, Oderklas turned around and looked at the roof. Or rather, he was looking through the roof at the dark void in the distance.
Oderklas smirked when he sensed the faint energy coming from the painting. "Who is it sending the energy to? Do you still have unfinished business … "
"You'll come back one day."
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