Chapter 6.2
Dragon Flame (2)
The other side of the door.
Shi Rui's expression was gloomy, as if water could seep out, he asked through gritted teeth, "So, when exactly will that good brother of mine make it to the third round?"
Since it was a real battle, this round was the best to take action. Yet he waited and waited, but still did not see the notification that Shi An had entered the third round.
The employee wiped away the sweat on his forehead as he also felt incredulous after making some inquiries, and slowly said, "That ...... Mr. Shi An is still taking the written test ......"
What? Shi Rui could hardly believe his ears. Three hours had passed and the guy was still taking the written test! Which one among those basic questions can take up three hours?!
Shi Rui's heart suddenly thumped.
Could ...... that guy have found out his intention?
The more Shi Rui thought about it, the more he thought something was wrong. He clenched his teeth, his heart was set—now that things had come to this, he could only continue this obstinately.
"Cut off the surveillance and start straight away."
"But ......"
Shi Rui had a cold face: "Did you not hear?"
"...... yes."
Looking at the other party's disappearing back, Shi Rui had a gloomy expression on his face.
——No matter what, as long as the operation was properly executed, it was impossible to find out anything.
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The alarm sounded loudly. Shi An's eyelashes moved and he slowly opened his eyes only to see a few very familiar insects standing a few steps away from him.
Pitch black hard armor, vicious black eyes. Saliva dripped from the sharp, poisonous fangs and dripped onto the ground. However, compared to the time at the banquet, these worms that were once only the size of a fist, were now more than half-a-man tall, and looked hideous and ghastly, making one's skin tingle.
But they seem to be concerned about something.
Huge and thick tentacles were restlessly smashing the ground. Their desire to attack and instinctive fear was competing under their eyes, and they did not come forward for a long time.
At that moment, there was a cry of misery not far away.
"Lord! This time it's not me! It's really not me!"
Shi An's eyes moved, looking toward the panicking human-faced insect in the distance.
He nodded good-naturedly, "I believe you."
The insect who had expected to be killed off immediately froze: "...... eh?"
Did Lord Dragon actually trust me so much?! Suddenly an inexplicable feeling of being moved rose up from the bottom of its heart.
"—I fed you with my blood, so you are already my personal subject." Shi An casually said.
Personal subject? What? This ancient word had long been forgotten with the disappearance of the fantasy species. It took a few seconds for the insect to recall the meaning of these two words.
It was a kind of contract. The strong provide protection, and the weak offer loyalty. Most importantly, it was one-way, forced, and unequal. The life and death of the subjects was under the control of the master, whether betrayal or disobedience, they would be punished a hundred times.
Isn't this totally selling oneself!
Fuck. The insect sadly hugged itself.
Wuwuwuwu.
The surface continent is so scary, I want to go back to the abyss.
At that moment, one of the bugs let out a furious hissing sound and suddenly lunged at Shi An!
Shi An stepped backwards. He only heard a loud crack, the table and chairs in front of him were smashed under the strong impact. Paper scraps fluttered and turned into blue flecks of light, disappearing in mid-air in the blink of an eye.
In a grotesque interplay of light and shadow, the teenager silently placed his palm on the insect's dark, tough tentacle. His slender fingers and fair complexion contrasted with the uneven and ugly shell below, creating a strange sense of visual conflict.
Shi An smiled.
His features were soft—round eyes, white and soft cheeks, lips hooked upward, eyebrows and eyes with some hints of a smile—looking extraordinarily innocent and harmless.
There was only a loud "boom".
The next second, blazing flame like a red lotus furiously rose several meters, the crimson dragon flame had an intense heat. The flame rolled, roared, devoured, ruthlessly and recklessly showed the horrendous aggressiveness - those black bugs let out a miserable scream and hiss, their limbs were twisted and they struggled in vain.
Everything fell into a dead silence.
The only thing left in the air was the smell of burning charcoal floating, there was not even a corpse left.
It happened too fast.
If it were not for the residual heat in the air, one would almost suspect that everything was just a hallucination of theirs.
The golden-red ashes floating in the air, reflected in the depths of the teenager's dark eyes, as if it was a blazing bright star in the night sky.
Not far away, the insect rigidly crouched in the corner, while it stared dumbly at the scene before it.
...... oh god.
This, this was truly the fantasy species.
It dared not imagine how terrifying it would be if Shi An restored to his fully strength.
Shi An blinked his eyes, and the scarlet light disappeared from his eyes.
He counted silently in his heart.
Perhaps it was because of the close contact with the abyssal species during this period of time, he can now control the flame for fifteen seconds.
When he first woke up, he had a hard time even for a second or two.
Shi An was very satisfied with his recovery speed.
He lowered his eyes, sweeping past his palms, and then briefly paused to stare.
Only to see the fingertips belonging to a human had a shallow layer of black scales surfacing. The scale shimmered in the light and took on a metallic, hard and cold texture.
It's not a magic illusion ......
It's a real, real, scale.
Shi An opened his palm in disbelief, and repeatedly made a grasping motion with his hand.
It's really not an illusion!
Wait, maybe ......
Burning abyssal species brought this kind of effect?
Thinking of this, Shi An slowly lifted his line of sight and looked towards the remaining bugs not far away.
His eyes were amazingly bright, as though he was someone suffering from famine and had finally seen a big meal. The pair of beautiful black eyes moved with the movement of the worms, and the look in those orbs was that of extremely sincere and passionate longing and eagerness.
-damn, so piercing.
After making an objective assessment, the magic bug shivered and shrank away.
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