After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

Chapter 98.3

Chapter 98.3

The Bathroom Door was Slightly Pushed Open a Crack (3)

At this point, the sword seemed to sense something and suddenly began to buzz and vibrate, the sound of the whistle bringing up a familiar wave of magic.

Mu Heng was slightly stunned, returning from the state of preoccupation by the killing.

The fight was still going on around him.

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

Amidst this chaotic atmosphere, there was a distant, strange fluctuation that did not belong here.

Mu Heng raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

The black sea and the chaotic fog merged like muddy, inextricable ink.

However, looking carefully into the night fog, one could see a faint red.

It was burning and pulsating in the darkness of the sea, releasing light and heat outward.

–Fire?

Mu Heng’s eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Several ships were burning on the sea in the night fog. The blazing fire penetrated the night and the crackling sound of burning was mixed with the smell of burnt flesh and grease.

The young man left flame and screams behind, the depths of his dark eyes reflecting scarlet blood-like fire.

He easily leaped off the edge of the abyss.

This abyssal rift had just appeared. The gap was narrow, the edges were blurred, and the seawater raged at the border between the two, but it was as if it was blocked by an invisible wall outside, looking fanciful and fantastical.

Because the appearance time was still too short, no abyssal species were crawling out of it for the time being. Even if they did, it didn’t matter. After all, it was the sea outside and not many abyssal species could survive here.

Shi An was not worried about being discovered.

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

It had only been born, thumb-sized, black and red eyes turning slowly, releasing a very clear and sweet aura.

Shi An subconsciously swallowed and a golden-red light swept through the bottom of his eyes.

Black Smoke flew out of the bag and the other two demons helped it, using the abyssal stones that Shi An grabbed back from the mercenary ship to start setting up the spell.

Soon, they finally finished.

The young man walked into the center of the spell formation.

The bloody red glow lit up, and the Eye of the Abyss struggled and squirmed, but its magic power was still being drawn out in a steady stream.

Indeed, as Black Smoke said, the magic power was incorporated directly into Shi An’s body without any processing or transformation.

The golden-red firelight quickly engulfed Shi An’s eyes.

His pupils narrowed into a thin, narrow slit, and silver-white scales emerged from beneath his skin, covering his white, soft skin, reflecting the red light of the spell, looking treacherous and evil.

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

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

Strong enough to control the energy pouring into his body without being engulfed and controlled by it.

He unskillfully touched the gray-black magic in his body, manipulating them to gather together instead of rampaging around.

Although this magic power could not be used for the time being… as long as the method was mastered, it could be absorbed.

Thinking about the so-called “method”–

Shi An coughed unnaturally and the tip of his ear was tinged with a little red.

With time passing gradually, the color of the Eye of the Abyss also gradually became dim.

Finally, they heard a “bang” as the Eye of the Abyss exploded into silent ashes.

The spell lines on the ground faded.

Shi An stumbled and half-knelt on the ground.

He was half-dragonized at this moment.

Silver-white wings tore through the clothing, densely covered with delicate scales spread wings on the back, and the long dragon tail also appeared, fluttering restlessly from side to side.

The golden-red vertical pupils were slightly narrowed and fire flashed under the eyes.

The strong pressure belonging to the dragon escaped from his body like a huge invisible stone pressing down.

The ship.

The short, close-quarters fight had ended.

Due to the loss of sneak attack advantage, the mercenary side was quickly exposed to a lack of strength.

Several of their ships were destroyed, and the remaining wreckage slowly and silently sank into the icy seawater, which was swallowed up completely in a few seconds.

Although Mu Heng’s ship was not as bad as that, many traumas were left on the hull and part of the engine could not function because of the water. The ship’s crew hurriedly ran around, repairing the breach in the lower cabin with the fastest speed, trying to save the current decay.

Mu Heng walked on what was left of the mercenary ship, the soles of his dark boots stepping on the hard deck, leaving one bloodstained footprint after another.

Although Wen Yao’s left arm was injured, it was not a serious problem.

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

After listening quietly, Mu Heng asked, “Do you leave any enemy survivors?”

Wen Yao answered, “Yes.”

Mu Heng nodded his head.

The mercenaries’ night attack this time was something good for him.