Was the Dragon Holding Him in Captivity? (2)
Inside the Bureau.
Zhuo Fu walked around the research room irritably while Wen Yao frowned.
“Don’t move around. I’m dizzy.”
Zhuo Fu took a deep breath and stopped in his tracks.
He said, “So… Mu Heng is gone? Shi An is also gone?”
Wen Yao nodded and added, “Besides, there are remnants of burn marks on the ground. The magic detection test is still going on, but I think–”
Before she could finish her words, Zhuo Fu understood what the other party meant.
It was the dragon.
Zhuo Fu raised his hand and scratched his hair, cursing with a frustrated face. “… Damn.”
The worst premonition was still fulfilled.
During this period, outside his daily work, Zhuo Fu had been carefully studying the information, conducting various tests based on the literature provided by Mu Heng, the dragon flame, and his magic samples, using that longsword as the core.
Two days ago, the results of the experiment just came out.
The results were very shocking to Zhuo Fu.
Mu Heng’s resistance to the dragon flame was terrifyingly high as a human. That was magical protection from the bloodline so that he could resist, to a certain extent, the terrible flames that could burn his soul to ashes.
And this rule was equally valid in the opposite.
Unless using the right weapon, Mu Heng’s magic could not destroy the dragon’s scale armor.
But…
Zhuo Fu slowly twisted his head and looked toward the long sword lying quietly on the side.
The sword was here with him.
Going up against the dragon without a weapon, Mu Heng would be at a very extreme disadvantage.
Wen Yao said, “Do you have any method for now?”
Zhuo Fu sat down in dismay and said dryly after a long silence. “… We can only send people to search.”
He did not say the next sentence.
Although the continent was already covered with human traces, the territory that had not been fully explored and developed was still vast in size and inhabited by all demonic creatures.
And… according to his current understanding, the flight speed of such a giant dragon of such a large size could be equally amazing.
As long as it wanted, it could reach any place in the continent within a few days.
Meanwhile, they did not have the staff and resources to search the entire continent thoroughly.
–So, there was little hope.
***
Mu Heng sat inside the depths of the cave.
This was not the first time he had been injured in such harsh conditions.
To preserve his battle strength, Mu Heng took off his jacket, ripped it into strips of cloth, and skillfully bandaged and treated the wounds on his body after a simple disinfection by magic.
Soon, the claw marks on the shoulder no longer bled and the broken ribs at the chest had been fixed.
Mu Heng used his teeth to tie the cloth in a knot and then re-draped his clothes.
The air was filled with a faint smell of blood.
At that moment, the familiar whistling wind came from outside the hole overhead.
The dragon had returned.
Mu Heng raised his icy blue eyes, reached out to lean on his longsword, and stood up with difficulty.
He habitually tensed up his muscles like a beast that never rested, making sure he was ready for battle at any time.
The silvery-white dragon descended like it did last time.
“Plop.”
An enormous, black fur boar-like demonic creature was heavily dropped at the bottom of the cave.
The ground shook.
The creature let out a wail and the bones on its body seemed to have been broken from the fall just now, gasping for breath with difficulty among the straw.
The giant dragon fluttered his wings and landed.
He opened his mouth and spewed blazing flames out of it.
The flames illuminated the man’s pale side profile and his dark blue eyes reflected the burning flames like a blue sea and sky that was ignited.
However, the flame was controlled with great precision and the straw below the creature was not scorched.
A strong, burning smell permeated the cave.
A few seconds had passed.
The dying furry demonic creature had turned into a large, grilled meat.
Mu Heng: “…”
He looked down at the meat before him and then at the giant dragon in front of him.
The silver-white dragon was majestic and gigantic, with cold vertical pupils and a powerful and terrifying aura that enveloped his body, able to scare off almost all the demons that approached.
Shi An gazed expectantly at the human in front of him.
–Hurry up and eat!
After being rejected earlier, he thought seriously for a few seconds and concluded.
His collection was so cranky and it must be because he was hungry.
Because when he was hungry, he would also be in a bad mood.
Shi An waved the tip of his tail happily.
I’m so smart!
After roasting at least ten demonic creatures to ashes, Shi An finally learned how to control the precision of the flame.
So he decided to bring the last one back to the cave to show off his strength in front of the trophy.
However, for some reason, the human stood still and looked at him with a strange look as if he was very puzzled.
Not only did he not praise his might, but he also did not even touch the roasted meat before him for a moment.
Shi An cocked his head and made a puzzled grunt in his throat.
Mu Heng: “…”
He pointed to the demonic meat before him and slowly, almost unbelievably, asked, “For me?”
Shi An seemed to understand.
He poked out his claws and pushed the small mountain of roasted meat before him toward the human, gazing expectantly at the other side.
Hurry up and eat.
When you’re full, we can sleep together.
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