{MTL} ✅After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

ch 140

 The screen fizzed and flickered for two seconds before turning off.

Zhuo Fu and Wen Yao looked at each other, then turned to the gate of the research institute in front of them.

At this moment, time seems to be stretched into a thin paper, and there is a dead silence in the ears, and every minute and every second is suffering, which makes people almost doubt whether the passage of time has stopped at this moment.

A soft "ding" came from the quiet corridor.

The elevator has arrived.

The uniform footsteps were not hurried or slow, and they approached the research institute step by step.

Although he already knew the identity of the uninvited guest, Zhuo Fu still couldn't help his heart beating wildly.

The door of the institute opened to both sides.

Mu Heng's figure appeared in front of the two of them.

He didn't hold any weapon in his hand, and his expression was indifferent and calm. He didn't look much different from the last time we parted, as if he came this time just to examine the physical evidence and take away the information—just like the usual thousands of times.

But Zhuo Fu could clearly feel the difference.

The dangerous factor seemed to be jumping silently in the air, and the opponent's body was enveloped in a strange atmosphere, which made Zhuo Fu even have an urge to retreat.

Wen Yao took a step forward: "Sir."

Her posture was respectful, but only Zhuo Fu who was beside Wen Yao knew how tense she was right now.

"We've been waiting for you for a long time."

Mu Heng stared at the woman in front of him with those blue eyes that couldn't see clearly, and said slowly, "Really." "

I think there is someone you would definitely like to meet."

Wen Wen Yao turned sideways and clicked a few times on the control screen in front of her. Soon, only a beep sound was heard, and an incubator specially used by the research institute to control living samples rose from the ground.

In the present situation, it is very suitable to use it as a temporary prison for imprisonment.

The man in black sat on a chair, his blue-black eyelids drooping.

Although the lower jaw was fitted, a special muzzle was worn to prevent him from reciting spells or doing any extreme behavior.

Mu Heng: "So he's here with you."

Wen Yao nodded, took a deep breath, and briefly recounted everything that happened before.

From transactions, ceremonies, to their guesses about why the people in black would cooperate.

Wen Yao's ending sound dissipated in the air, and the research institute fell into a dead silence again.

The silver-haired man raised his eyelashes, and said calmly:

"In this case, you should know why I came here."

Wen Yao was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stepped forward, pointing at the man in black in the prison:

"No... ...Sir, you didn't understand, all of this is—"

Before she finished speaking, Mu Heng interrupted lightly:

"I know."

He asked unhurriedly: "So?"

" ..."

Wen Yao's breathing became disordered and she fell into silence.

It seems Zhuo Fu is right on this point.

——Mu Heng is very clear about what he is doing, and he is not prepared to change his plan because of this.

Zhuo Fu took a step forward cautiously, pointed at the man in black robe, and suggested:

"But that was before, now we have this man in our hands, right? He summoned Shi'an to the mainland, so he should also know The way to bring him back..."

Wen Yao nodded, and walked forward quickly:

"Zhuo Fu is right, the blood moon is not necessarily the only way—"

Obviously, the man in black knew this very well, so he chose to kill himself after the ceremony was completed, because only in this way, the method of recalling Shi An will sleep with him forever, and at that time, Mu Heng will There is no other choice.

Mu Heng: "Two days left."

"What?" Wen Yao was taken aback.

Zhuo Fu sighed, and took over the conversation: "...there are two days left before the blood moon."

Mu Heng: "What about the next time?"

Zhuo Fu: "...after four thousand years."

Wen Yao clenched her hands subconsciously Jaws.

She understood what the other party meant.

... If not this time, there will be no next time.

As for whether the man in black would speak, and whether there would be any way to force him to speak, no one could give a definite answer.

But Mu Heng was unwilling to gamble on this possibility.

Mu Heng looked at Zhuo Fu, his voice was low and indifferent: "Now that you understand, let's take it out."

The research institute fell into dead silence for a while.

Zhuo Fu and Wen Yao looked at each other silently.

Yes, they knew what Mu Heng came here to take away, and they also knew that as long as Mu Heng wanted to, neither of them, nor anyone else in the world could stop him.

Mu Heng still gave them both face now, at least he didn't do anything directly.

Zhuo Fu sighed, walked to the screen, and operated on it a few times.

Next to the prison where the man in black was held, another incubator rose from the ground.

A furry giant spider was firmly locked in it, all six legs were imprisoned, with eight horror black eyes on his head, screamed: "

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !"

Zhuo Fu rolled his eyes half-deadly, and while walking forward to open the incubator, he echoed perfunctorily:

"Okay, okay, I got it."

He got tired of hearing the same content every time.

The eyelids of the black-robed man who was shut aside moved, and he slowly opened his half-blind eyes, looking over through the two layers of glass.

Mu Heng walked over.

It seems to feel the dangerous aura of the man in front of him. Although the restraint on his body has been touched, the spider shrank back into the incubator instead: " Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

!"

.

A bright long sword emerged from his palm, shining with a cold luster in the light.

He raised his hand, pointing the point of the sword at the spider's bloated belly.

The next second, there was a strange creaking sound from the spider's throat. It opened its mouthpiece, and a familiar voice came out of its mouth: "

Hey, what are you going to do to my humans?"

The boy's voice was soft. And Qinglie, with a little bit of clear displeasure, echoed in the dead and silent laboratory.

Mu Heng was taken aback.

"Can I burn it?" the boy asked.

In the next second, the man's deep voice sounded: "Don't burn it, it's still useful." "

I'll let Zhuo Fu keep it alive and let you burn it yourself."

The whole laboratory fell into dead silence.

The spider shrank back, and began to play the words Mu Heng said repeatedly:

"Don't burn it, it's still useful."

"Don't burn it, it's still useful."

...

Mu Heng: "..."

I don't know if it was because of Shi An's voice just now, his eyes moved slightly, and his marble-like stern and ruthless face seemed to soften a little.

In the next second, the blade in Mu Heng's palm turned into a spot of light and disappeared.

"Since you have the basic intelligence to understand human language, you should be able to understand what I'm going to say next."

He stepped forward, his silver eyelashes slightly drooping, and fixedly looked at the spider in front of him, saying:

"No It's okay to kill you, but you have to hand over the source of power that was devoured in the dark mountains."

The spider finally stopped repeating, it hesitated for a while, and seemed to have finally made up its mind.

Immediately afterwards, it cautiously stepped forward, and its mouthparts covered with sharp teeth slowly opened, gradually expanding to an unimaginable size.

The spider's abdomen squirmed twice, and then, a cocoon tightly wrapped in spider silk was spit out from its mouthparts.

"No wonder I failed to separate it after trying so many times before."

Zhuo Fu crossed his arms indignantly: "It turns

out that this guy has been playing stupid before!" Zooming out at a fast speed, it glanced at Zhuo Fu secretly, and the eight eyes on its head blinked, looking almost cunning.

The sword light passed by, and the white cocoon burst open.

Lying in it was a curled and wrinkled wing, with dry scales attached to the wing bones, and the once graceful outline was faintly visible.

Zhuo Fu gasped:

"This...is this?"

Mu Heng withdrew his long sword, "That's right, it's the wings of a fire dragon."

"It's the same as the fire dragon skull under the Administration Bureau..."

"Yes." Mu Heng nodded.

At that moment, memories related to Shi An came to mind.

The hostility in his eyes calmed down for a moment, and he explained in a rare way:

"Shi'an said that the soul of a dragon treated in this way will be imprisoned on the mainland forever. This is the strongest blasphemy and insult to a dragon. The reason why he made a deal with the Administration is to liberate its soul with Dragon Flame..."

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sharp wail next to him.

That voice was too shrill, too hateful, too terrifying, almost like any sound that any human being could make.

Cutting through the air like a sharp weapon,

the three of them were startled, and subconsciously turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound.

Inside the incubator, I saw the man in black knelt down on the ground at some point, his whole body was violently twitching and trembling, the palms covered with blue and black swollen blood vessels twisted and covered his face, the long The haggard white hair spread out, covering his already inhuman body. Between his fingers, a pair of chaotic and gray blue eyes were staring wide open, from which thick and dark blood escaped little by little, dripping down. on the ground.

At this time, Zhuo Fu seemed to have received a blow to the head, and his whole body was stunned.

The clues that had been ignored all seemed to be connected logically at this moment.

This plan... was completely tailor-made according to Mu Heng.

Why was he so sure that even though Mu Heng knew everything, he would still subvert the entire continent for the sake of peace, and why he was so looking forward to death after the ceremony was over.

Zhuofu forgot to breathe.

Those surnamed Mu are all lunatics.