{MTL} ✅After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

ch 98

 Suddenly, the sound of waves beating against the hull was heard, it was not very heavy, and it seemed to be very common on the sea.

Mu Heng frowned slightly, and looked out the porthole.

In the distance is suffocating darkness, the pitch-black sea swaying against the backdrop of mist, like thick ink, completely impenetrable by sight.

Mu Heng turned his head, raised his hand and rubbed the top of the boy's soft hair, and said,

"Wait for me."

Shi An blinked and obediently said "Oh".

After the figure of the other party left the hatch, he looked down at his fingertips wrapped in Band-Aids.

The movement of the joints is somewhat limited. Although there is still a dull pain, it has improved a lot.

But for some reason, the burning sensation left by the other party's lips seemed to stay there, unable to dissipate for a long time.

He frowned slowly, with a puzzled look on his face.

Mu Heng left the cabin and came to the pilot room.

The person in charge of sailing the boat was a member of the management authority. They were all shocked when they saw Mu Heng. Obviously, they didn't think about why the officer came here suddenly.

One of them asked cautiously: "Sir, what instructions do you have?"

Mu Heng shook his head and looked out of the window of the pilot room.

The view here is much clearer than the porthole, but not much better.

This sea area is covered by dense fog, especially in the middle of the night, it is almost impossible to see the distant waterway clearly, so we can only use radar to guide the way.

The radar is also completely black, only the green direction mark in the center representing the ship flashes regularly.

Can't see any difference.

However, Mu Heng's frown became tighter.

He turned to look at the crew on the side, and asked, "Are there any weapons on board?"

The crew was startled, and nodded quickly: "Yes, yes."

Although it is a speedboat known for its speed, it is also for combat after all. Built, the basic attack device is still there.

"How much area can it cover at most?" Mu Heng asked.

Crew: "Using the ship as the center of the circle, about three to three nautical miles?"

Mu Heng: "Enough."

He squinted his eyes, tapped the metal table with his fingertips, and said slowly: "Launch."

The crew Startled: "Launch, launch?"

He lowered his head and glanced at the radar dish, the image on it hadn't changed at all compared to just now, and there were no other ships in the entire sea area except them.

The crew muttered, "Which direction... is it heading?"

Mu Heng: "Straight forward." He thought for a while

, and added: "Use your most moving weapon."

The instructions cannot be disobeyed, and

the crew manipulated the screen skillfully. Soon, the hull of the ship vibrated slightly with the rapid loading of energy, and made a piercing roar. Then, only a sharp scream pierced the darkness and Dead silence, the powerful wave of magic power hits straight ahead!

"Team, captain, the other side is attacking us!"

On the pitch-black mercenary ship, the mercenary in charge of maneuvering turned his head in panic and looked at the mercenary captain in the pilot room.

The mercenary captain was also surprised: "Fuck, how is it possible?"

The props used to conceal the breath are one of the dragon's treasures, how could it be seen through?

He hastily stepped forward and looked out.

The strong fluctuation of magic power caused the air to roll up, the sea waves roared, and a small half of the sky was illuminated, but through the thick and hazy fog, they couldn't see where the opponent's attack came from.

The mercenary captain gritted his teeth, seemingly hesitant.

He turned his head and yelled into the communicator: "So are you finished?"

The voice on the other side was full of electric current: "Report to the captain! Not... Sizzling... Yes, the activation of these abyss stones It will take a little more time."

The stones on the boat are simply bombs, if they are really attacked, the whole army may really be wiped out.

The mercenary captain finally made up his mind and ordered viciously:

"His grandma, dodge, dodge quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several ships immediately changed direction at the fastest speed.

The magic power covering the ship's body caused waves due to such urgent actions.

Mu Heng lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on the radar dish.

In the dark sea just ahead, several icons appeared, flickered, and then disappeared.

The crew gasped: "This, this is..."

Mu Heng was not too surprised.

He put his hand on the hilt of his sword and calmly ordered: "Prepare to fight."

Far away.

The mercenary captain looked out of the porthole, and the fluctuations flashing with dangerous red light were deeply submerged under the pitch-black picture, and that location was much farther away from where they were just now.

His expression became gloomy, he raised his hand, angrily grabbed his beard, and tore off a few with all his might.

Fuck it, fell for it.

Fog is the perfect tool for them to cover their tracks, but the same holds true on the other side as well.

At this moment, the voice came from the microphone again.

This time, the previous electrical interference sound was much reduced: "Report to the captain, the arrangement is over!" The

mercenary captain took a deep breath, as if he was relieved.

There was a cold smile on his face: "Since the darkness is impossible to get through, let's come to the light."

In the dark and thick fog, the shadows of several hulls gradually appeared, like ghosts floating on the sea, From all directions, they quietly approached the only speedboat not far away, revealing ferocious fangs.

Inside the cabin.

The vibrations outside were mixed with the sound of the waves, coming through the metal wall.

Although I don't know what happened, I can still feel the strong magic power fluctuations from the outside.

At this moment, Shi An seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look in a certain direction.

Unlike the excitement in front of the ship, there was silence.

However, just now, Shi An could clearly feel that a brand new abyss crack was spreading on the right rear side of the ship.

Perhaps because of the previous experience, Shi An was not confused by the seductive whisper this time.

He paused, and shook out the three monsters from the magic expansion bag.

They were in a dormant state, but at this moment they were ruthlessly pulled up by Shi An.

Yanzhu rubbed his own eyes: "My lord, what's the matter?"

Shi'an pondered for a few seconds, and asked, "Last time you said, how many more eyes of the abyss can I absorb to restore my full state?"

Yanzhu was stunned. Then he hesitated and said: "Three?"

It thought for a while, and added: "If it is a well-developed abyss crack, maybe two are enough."

Shi An's eyes lighted up slightly.

He turned his head and looked at Hei Yan beside him:

"Is there that magic circle that can transform the magic power in the eyes of the abyss into the dragon's body, is there in that book?"

Hei Yanzai recalled it carefully, and said hesitantly:

" It seems that there is a very similar one, but the group of humans should have modified it, so that the magic power in it can be introduced into your body, and if you follow the original version, I am afraid it will..." Like last time

, Let the unprocessed magic flow into the body.

Shi An interrupted it:

"You don't need to worry about this. Let me ask you, if I give you enough materials, can you reproduce it?" Heiyan nodded affirmatively: " No

problem!"

But I have seen it thousands of times, so there is absolutely no problem if I want to draw it.

Shi An stood up awkwardly: "Okay! Let's go!"

The monster was a little stunned: "...Eh? My lord, where are we going?"

The boy in front of him narrowed his eyes and smiled:

"Robbery."

The night and mist were stirred by strong magic power fluctuations, like a dark vortex, the roar of the waves swallowed up the sound of battles and screams, the ships in front were fighting, and in the rear where no one cared, countless The small boat was quietly hiding in the darkness.

In front of the boat, a pitch-black gap suddenly opened on the sea surface, but no sea water flowed into it.

A heavy dark breath was released from it.

On the boat, the mercenaries stared at the crack in the abyss not far away, a little bit tongue-tied:

"I didn't expect it to actually be made."

"Don't underestimate that group of psychopaths. They have been active for a long time. Who knows how many things we don't know about those old immortals." "But

speaking of it, why did they create the abyss crack here? "

Ghost knows, anyway, let's do what we're supposed to do, and we'll just get paid and leave..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a soft bang on the deck not far away.

Everyone silenced immediately.

The mercenaries looked at each other and saw the same vigilance in each other's eyes.

Although there are their people towing and the authority's boat in the distance, they must not be taken lightly.

After all, this is the sea, and if something happens, they don't even have a place to run.

The mercenaries drew their weapons and approached cautiously in the direction of the sound.

All around, there was a thick, liquid-like mist, covering the bow of the ship in darkness.

The boy stood alone on the deck, looking out of place with his surroundings.

He frowned, and was twisting his slender white fingers vigorously at the corners of his clothes that were soaked in sea water. The drops of water dripped down and splashed on the deck.

Seemingly noticing the sights coming from all directions, the boy raised his eyelashes, revealing a pair of wet and dark eyes.

Facing the ferocious mercenaries surrounding him, he just greeted him in a friendly way:

"Good evening."

The mercenaries looked at each other.

They hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to attack or wait.

"That..."

The boy raised his hand and gestured at them: "The black stones you brought over should still be left?"

He smiled a little shyly:

"If you don't mind, can you hand it over?"

Mu Heng stood on the half-tilted deck, his black boots were splashed with seawater and blood, and he held a long sword made of magic power in his hand.

The sword light cut through the darkness.

The enemy on the opposite side didn't even have time to scream, and they were already decapitated.

He is not going to use the long sword hanging on his waist, the blood of these humans is not worthy to dye its blade red.

As time passed, Mu Heng's brows slowly frowned.

This attack was obviously different from usual.

The mercenaries in front of them obviously had other plans, and they usually avoided him, but this time they completely ignored the huge gap in strength, as if they were as extreme and crazy as moths flying to the flame, and went straight to where he was. coming in the direction.

Although Mu Heng had indeed severely injured this group of mercenaries, but...

revenge?

It doesn't seem like it.

The icy sword edge was like the condensed moonlight, easily cutting off the palm of a mercenary, and the splashed blood was red and covered the darkness.

A few drops of scarlet hot blood fell on the hilt of the sword.

Mu Heng paused, and looked down at the long sword.

Could it be...?

At this moment, the blade seemed to sense something, and suddenly began to buzz and vibrate, and the sound of the sword brought a wave of familiar magic power.

Mu Heng was slightly taken aback, recovering from the state of concentration brought about by the killing.

Around him, the fight continued.

The air was filled with the fishy smell of sea water and the rusty smell of blood, and the intense fluctuations of magic power stirred up the surrounding night, thick and dense, almost covering up everything else.

But in this chaotic atmosphere, there is a faint, distant, strange fluctuation that does not belong to this place.

Mu Heng raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

The dark sea surface and the chaotic mist merged into one, like turbid, insoluble ink.

However, if you look carefully into the night mist, you can see a faint red.

Like fire.

It was burning and dancing on the surface of the dark sea, releasing light and heat outward.

--fire?

Mu Heng frowned tightly.

In the night mist, several ships were burning blazingly on the sea. The blazing fire penetrated the night, and the crackling sound of burning was mixed with the smell of burnt flesh and fat.

The flames and screams were left behind by the young man, and the scarlet fire reflected in the depths of his dark eyes.

He leaped easily from the edge of the abyss.

This crack in the abyss has just appeared. The gap is narrow and the edges are blurred. The sea water is surging at the boundary between the two, but it seems to be blocked by an invisible wall, which looks virtual and fantastic.

Since the appearance time is too short, no abyssal species has yet crawled out of it, even if it does, it doesn't matter. After all, the outside is the sea, and there are absolutely not many abyssal species that can survive.

Shi An wasn't worried about it being discovered.

It didn't take him much effort to find the location of the Eye of the Abyss.

It has just been born, only the size of a thumb, and its black-red eyes are slowly turning, exuding a very clear and sweet breath.

Shi An swallowed subconsciously, a golden-red light flashed across his eyes.

Black smoke flew out of the bag, and the other two monsters helped it, using the abyss stone snatched back from the mercenary ship by Shi An to set up a magic circle.

Soon, they were finally finished.

The boy walked into the center of the circle.

The blood-red light lit up, and the Eye of the Abyss struggled and squirmed, but the magic power contained in it was still being drawn out continuously.

Indeed, as Black Smoke said, these magical powers were directly incorporated into Shi An's body without any processing or transformation.

Shi An's eyes were quickly engulfed by the golden red flame.

The pupil narrowed into a narrow slit, and silver-white scales emerged from under the skin, covering the white and soft skin, reflecting the red light of the magic circle, looking strange and evil.

However, this time he did not directly return to the appearance of a dragon.

Shi An could feel that after the last time, he had become stronger now.

Strong enough to control these energies pouring into one's body without being engulfed and controlled by it.

He didn't quite skillfully touch the gray-black magic power in his body, manipulating them to gather together instead of raging around.

Although these magical powers cannot be used temporarily, they can be absorbed as long as one masters the method.

Thinking of the so-called "method"——

Shi An coughed unnaturally, and the tips of his ears were stained with a little blush.

As time passed, the color of the Eye of the Abyss gradually dimmed. In the end, with a "bang", the Eye of the Abyss exploded and turned into silent ashes.

The magic circle lines on the ground dimmed.

Shi An staggered and half knelt on the ground.

He has already turned into a half-dragon at this moment, his

silver-white wings are tearing his clothes, his wings covered with delicate scales spread out behind his back, and his long dragon tail also appeared, swinging restlessly from side to side.

The golden red vertical pupils narrowed slightly, and the fire in the eyes flickered.

The mighty coercion unique to the giant dragon dissipated from his body, pressing down like an invisible huge stone.

on board.

A hand-to-hand encounter is over.

Due to the loss of the advantage of sneak attack, the mercenaries quickly exposed their lack of strength.

Several of their ships were destroyed, and the remaining wreckage sank slowly and silently into the icy water, and was completely swallowed within seconds.

As for Mu Heng and the others, although the ship was not that bad, it still left a lot of wounds on the ship. Some of the engines could not work due to water ingress. The breach in the cabin, trying to save the current decline.

Mu Heng walked on the surviving mercenary ship, his black boots stepped on the hard deck, leaving bloody footprints one after another.

Although Wen Yao's left arm was injured, there was nothing serious about it.

She came over and reported the battle situation to Mu Heng.

After listening quietly, Mu Heng asked: "Is there anyone left alive?"

Wen Yao: "Yes."

Mu Heng nodded.

The mercenary's night attack this time was actually a good thing for him.

The first thing Mu Heng did when he came to Ross District this time was to track down and clear the location of the mercenary base.

Because, if they want to attract the dragon, they must get the treasure of the dragon, but they are in the hands of the mercenaries.

This time, this group of mercenaries took the initiative to send them to the door, which can be said to be very timely.

But...

Mu Heng's mind at the moment is not here.

He raised his head and looked in a certain direction where the fire was lit just now.

Now, the flames have been extinguished, leaving only a dark night mist, as if the light spots that lit up earlier were just Mu Heng's illusion.

Mu Heng frowned, turned to Wen Yao and said:

"Is there a magic detector?"

Wen Yao was taken aback, apparently not expecting Mu Heng to ask for this thing.

After all, the battle is over now, isn't it?

She quickly regained her composure, and without asking any more questions, she took off the detector at her waist and handed it over.

Mu Heng took it over.

He walked to the side of the deck and turned on the detector.

A few seconds later, he came back and threw the detector back to Wen Yao.

Mu Heng's voice was cold and indifferent: "This is for you."

After speaking, he turned around and hurriedly walked towards the direction of the boat, his slender figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Wen Yao subconsciously looked down at the detector.

She was slightly taken aback.

Although the amount is small, but... the detector seems to have captured a bit of magic power from the abyss.

Strange, here is clearly on the sea, how can there be fluctuations in the magic power of the abyss?

The three monsters huddled in the corner tremblingly, staring nervously at the half-human, half-dragon boy not far away, for fear that he would lose his mind again and start indiscriminate attacks and massacres like last time.

The monster asked cautiously: "Master... Sir, are you okay?"

After a very long few seconds.

Shi An slowly closed his eyes, and let out a trembling breath.

Silver-white scales slowly disappeared from his cheeks.

When he opened his eyes again, his pupils had returned to the darkness of a human being, and the wings and tail on his back were retracted little by little under control.

Shi An stood up slowly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "...It's okay."

He raised his head and looked towards the sky.

With the disappearance of the eye of the abyss, the crack in the abyss also dissipated, the invisible wall that blocked it before disappeared, and the turbulent sea water was rushing inward quickly, covering his ankles in an instant.

The sea water was extremely cold, making Shi An shiver uncontrollably.

I don't know when it started, the sound of fighting outside has stopped, only the sound of the sea wind whistling and the waves rolling.

Shi An calculated the time in his mind, then stretched out his hand towards the three monsters, and said quickly:

"Let's go, we should leave."

The blood on the ground was being cleaned, and the crew and members of the management team hurried past, every day. Everyone seems very busy.

Mu Heng's pace was very fast, quickly crossing the deck.

The man's brows and eyes were indifferent, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his body was still covered with a strong smell of blood after the slaughter. His coat was lifted by the sea breeze, and the corners of his clothes were billowing and billowing, like a black cloud that had been torn off.

As soon as they saw Mu Heng approaching, the members of the administration subconsciously avoided it, for fear of offending him.

He came to the cabin unimpeded all the way, and his pace never stopped.

Mu Heng stood still at the cabin door.

He paused, raised his hand, and knocked on the metal hatch with his knuckles: "... When is it?"

No one answered.

Mu Heng raised his silver-white eyelashes slightly, a pair of deep blue eyes fixed on the metal cabin door in front of him, with a deep and unpredictable expression.

He pressed his palm on the hatch and exerted a little force.

The door slowly slid open before his eyes.

Mu Heng looked around calmly.

—the room was empty.

Empty, cold, like a huge cave.

At this moment, there was a "click" sound from the door lock being pushed in the house, which suddenly broke the silence.

Mu Heng's eyes darkened slightly, and he walked into the room.

The door of the bathroom was slightly pushed open with a gap, and warm, steaming snow-white water vapor escaped from it.

The young man looked over through the crack of the door with dark, wet eyes, his fair face was smudged red:

"...Are you back?"

Mu Heng looked at him and nodded.

"That..." There was a little hesitation on the boy's face. After struggling for two seconds, he finally seemed to make up his mind, and said in a very low volume: "I, I forgot to bring my bathrobe when I came in." The boy's

voice Even smaller:

"Could you pass it on for me?"

He stuck a bare arm through the crack of the door.

The slender fingertips showed a light pink color, and the extremely fair skin was slightly reddish from the heat. Transparent water droplets slipped from the soft fingertips and dripped on the carpet, leaving a small, round wet mark.