But what the black-robed man did not expect was that Mu Heng did not go after it… perhaps lacking a little catalyst.
However, it was something he was able to handle.
Although there were some minor deviations now, everything was still moving in the direction he was expecting.
The black-robed man smiled in the darkness.
He slowly took a step back and his form disappeared into the darkness.
Shi An landed at the edge of the abyss.
Strangely enough, the silhouette he had just seen had disappeared, leaving only the vast spell formation and the Eye of the Abyss faintly emitting a faint light in the darkness.
Shi An surveyed the spell formation in front of him from above.
It was not identical to the one drawn by Black Smoke. To be precise, it was closer to the one of the Ability Academy after being improved.
… That group of black-robed people presumably left it behind.
In other words, it could completely transform the magic in the Eye of the Abyss without spending additional time absorbing it.
The silver-white dragon cocked its head, a pair of golden-red eyes glowing in the darkness.
So kind?
***
At the outer edge of the abyssal rift.
Mu Heng’s pace lurched slightly as he raised his eyes and looked toward the darkness before him.
The black-robed man slowly stepped out of it.
His wrists were sheathed in purple-black crystals, but two were noticeably missing from his right hand, which made his right hand look much older and wrinkled.
He opened his mouth.
“You…”
Before the first word could be finished, a sword light covered in violence came head-on.
The black-robed man sputtered and hurriedly retreated.
He honestly did not expect that Mu Heng had now ultimately not allowed him to speak, the sword slaying without hesitation.
If not because of the effect of the magic enhancement, the black-robed man would have bled on the spot before five seconds.
He gritted his teeth fiercely and took a few steps back, pulling away.
The silver-haired man’s eyes were cold as he followed along.
But this gave the black-robed man at least a little breathing space.
“Chief Mu, you don’t have to be so hostile to me.”
“Clang–”
The clanging sound from the impact of sharp blades rang out and sparks spattered from the icy cold light.
“I am here to reveal the truth to you.”
The black-robed man was fighting and retreating, his voice hoarse with a bit of undisguised malice.
“Do you know why the dragon was interested in you?”
On the second crystal, cracks began to spread like cobwebs.
The depths of Mu Heng’s eyes shone with a harsh cold light.
“There is a perceptive force between all fantasy species and their arch-enemies. In other words… it would be fine to say attraction.”
The black-robed man did not have time to dodge Mu Heng’s next killing move and could barely avoid it.
His chest was cut open with a gash, pouring outward gurgling blood.
However, he spoke as if he didn’t notice it, still talking unhurriedly. “Do you think the dragon would have any sentiment for a human? How could it be?”
“It was willing to stay by your side because of your blood, hair, and eyes…”
His smile, hidden in the darkness, slowly widened. “It wanted to make you into a collection like your ancestors, hanging it in his cave to appreciate it… Of course, it was similar to you at first.”
The black-robed man’s voice became haunting.
Mu Heng had chosen to fight him earlier instead of going after the dragon, perhaps because he was no longer so sure in his mind.
—In that case, I’ll give you the truth.
Give you a reason to continue slaying dragons.
Mu Heng’s attack paused but became even more severe and terrifying in the next second.
“Crack–”
The second crystal shattered and scattered to the ground.
A mouthful of blood came out of the black-robed man’s mouth and he had to roll back to avoid the next sword slash woefully.
The sword blade was like a long rainbow cutting through the sun, splitting mountains, and breaking rocks.
Deep sword marks fell on the place where the black-robed man was standing.
Mu Heng held his longsword in his hand and his icy gaze fell on the black-robed man not far away. “You know a lot.”
With blood in his mouth, he laughed out madly. “Hahahahaha–”
“Yes, obviously, all this knowledge is sealed in your Mu family’s library and we have killed the only person who can decipher those languages, so why do we know so much about dragons?”
“As I said, I am here to show you the truth this time.”
“We gave the blood sacrifice that the mercenaries used to summon the dragon.”
“We were also the ones who gave the Mu family’s book to Shi An…”
“Regarding the enemies and the dragon…”
“We knew much more than all of you, humans–”
“No, it’s not us. It’s me.”
The black-robed man cackled. “Speaking of which, a great long time ago, this organization worshiped all fantasy species. They were so weak that they would blindly worship everything, from the legendary and powerful species, until I joined…”
“It was I who brought knowledge. It was I who brought resources. It was I who changed the direction of their worship–”
He lifted an old wrinkled hand and lifted his black hood slowly.
Light and dull silver hair slid down.
The face was half pale and ugly as if it had lived for hundreds of years while the other half was covered with dark red, swollen, and hideous veins. But it was still visible that he had a pair of blue, glacier-like eyes.
“I was the one who brought the dragon.”
The human, who had lived for an unknown period, gave a wry smile.
“Now… do you actually think you are still useful to the dragon?”
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