The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

"This is... that natural disaster."

"... Gudong."

In the inexplicable silence, the sound of swallowing saliva was so clear, Mu En didn't notice that her voice was also trembling, and kept a trace of luck to ask and answer:

"Are you sure? Is it possible that it's just an ordinary dragon passing by?"

"How can ordinary giant dragons be so scary?"

Liya shook her head with a pale face:

"Besides, this forest is the site of that natural disaster. Other dragons don't even dare to approach it, let alone passing by."

Hope broken.

No, there was no hope of that from the start.

Just kidding yourself.

but……

"Why... Isn't that natural disaster silent for hundreds of years?" Mu En said to herself incomprehensibly.

The forest does not allow the crown wearer to enter, because it will be considered a provocation.

This is natural, and it is impossible for any beast to allow other predators to enter its territory.

But, even the most brutal beast, would he care about the ants that accidentally stepped into his territory?

Of course not.

But his previous battle with the priest was nothing more than a fight between ants for the natural disasters with the ceiling of combat power in this world.

Although the god of love came for a while, but at that time, the god of love didn't display any ability at all.

The kind of expressiveness that Mu En himself didn't frighten, he didn't think it could wake up the natural disaster that had been sleeping for a long time.

"Could it be..."

Mu En's eyes lit up, and she said to herself.

Are natural disasters just passing by?

It's like sleeping for too long, suddenly waking up and strolling around in your own yard, without noticing these little bugs yourself, is it purely accidental to appear here?

But... Soon, Mu En's naive thoughts were shattered.

Because above the endless black mist, the gigantic head of the black giant dragon is rising slightly, like a person who has just woken up stretched his waist, and then slowly hangs down.

The vertical pupils emitting a golden light, like an ancient brass lamp from the ages, penetrated the thick black mist and landed on... Mu En.

In an instant, all luck dissipated, Mu En's blood stagnated and her body was cold.

Stared at by that indifferent and majestic gaze, Mu En felt the trembling from the soul.

He had been watched by many terrible sights.

Eros.

Lord of Blight.

Silent Moon.

But no matter which time, it didn't make him fear and waver this time.

It's not because the evil gods are inferior to the natural disasters in front of them, but because no matter how terrifying the evil gods are, their bodies cannot truly descend after all.

But now,

Known as a natural disaster, just the escaping breath of itself can cause a completely different evolution of the ecology of the entire forest. In the past, I don’t know how long ago, it once destroyed the existence of an ancient civilization——

The Dragon of Doom, Hamlein, watched him.

Close at hand.

"Come on."

Mu En let go of Liya's hand.

"It seemed to be targeting me."

The majestic golden pupils clearly landed on the ant Mu En, and it seemed that it didn't care about the other little ant beside him at all.

"I'm leaving... what about Mu En?"

"I have a way."

"……fraud."

Liya bit her lip, she didn't dare to look directly at the natural disaster, she could only use the corner of her eyelids to carefully spy on the hideous scales.

But not only that, it was very difficult for her to even stand up, and she almost fell to her knees.

That was a disaster...

Mu En, what can he do?

"I really have a way."

Mu En repeated it again, tried her best to show confidence, and pushed Liya away.

"Come on!"

"..."

There was a silence beside Mu En, and Mu En didn't turn her head, but she seemed to be able to feel the girl's breath away from her.

The dragon ignored it.

Mu En breathed a sigh of relief.

But immediately, a fierce light flashed in his eyes. At this critical moment when his own strength was useless, he did not hesitate to use his last trump card.

You forced me!

watch out!

——【Heishu save me! 】

An extremely sincere call resounded in Mu En's heart, longing for Doraemon to strike again, in this critical moment, to save Mu En from despair.

but……

This time, there was no response.

Why say again, because this scene seems to have happened more than once.

No matter how Mu En called, Heishu didn't respond at all.

Even the gloomy glow around it has subsided a lot, and its body has been directly hidden deeper in Mu En's consciousness.

Very skilled in playing dead.

It's like being afraid of being discovered by the natural disaster in front of you.

"No way, so unreliable?"

Seeing this, Mu En's mind suddenly sank, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This situation reminded him that when he met Teacher Meera before, Black Book's reaction was almost the same.

However, Teacher Meera was only thinking of testing at the time, but what kind of thinking did this natural disaster have?

"and many more."

Mu En seemed to be remembering something, and her face suddenly became as pale as paper.

Speaking of Teacher Meera...

When she carved the magic circuit on her back, one of the most important materials was what.

It seems to be called——

Gu, what dragon, what heart, what blood...

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Mu En's face was pale.

Under the terrible external pressure, the magic power circuit and the alchemy matrix behind him have been operating autonomously, and the slightest bit of heat is constantly stimulating his nerves, as if being roasted by charcoal fire.

But he couldn't feel the slightest warmth. Instead, he felt as if he was in a cold and windy ice field.

Gu Long's heart and soul.

After thinking about it, the only thing in him that could attract this natural disaster was the dragon's blood that came from the same kind and had been completely integrated into his body as one of the materials in the hands of Teacher Meera.

hateful!

Mela fucked me!

Although she was cheated by that old loli not once or twice, but this time Mu En really wanted to go back and grab her baby fat face and let out a bad breath.

But the premise is to survive.

"No, according to the books, shouldn't the giant dragon be a kind of creature that is extremely indifferent to its own kind? They will also be attracted by the blood of their own kind?"

"Besides, Gu Long's painstaking efforts were condensed to such an extent by Teacher Meera, why is there still breath left?"

One question after another appeared in Mu En's mind, but he no longer had the time to think about it. The majestic golden pupils stared at him like the brightest searchlight, as if they wanted to see through his whole body.

——That was indeed searching for something.

calm.

Be calm.

Natural disasters are different from evil gods. Although they are monsters, existences of this level should be able to communicate.

If it was just to kill itself to vent its anger on the same people, if it did it the moment it appeared, there would be no chance of itself being spared, and there was no need to delay for so long.

Mu En took a deep breath, compulsively suppressing the fear in her heart, not daring to look at the golden pupil, lowering her head, squeezing out a deep voice from her lungs, and asked respectfully:

"...the awe-inspiring natural disaster, the dragon of death, honorable Lord Hamlein, may I ask you—"

But before the words finished, Mu En's greeting was interrupted by the wind.

That was not an ordinary wind, nor was it the wind of the priest's falling storm.

Rather, it was as if the winds of the entire world were gathered here, and then were roughly torn apart, and on the verge of dissipating, there was a mournful wind sound.

"what?"

Amidst the buzzing of the death warning in his head, Mu En raised his head in astonishment, and saw a trace of mockery flashing through the majestic golden pupils of the natural disaster.

It seems to be laughing at mere ants, and dare to call the dragon by its name.

So, Scourge raised his ferocious forelimbs, held them openly, and popped out a finger... No, it's more appropriate to describe it with claws.

Then, this sharp claw, which was still too huge for Mu En, aimed at the top of his head and fell gently.

The reason why it is light is that the falling speed of this sharp claw is extremely slow, so slow that Mu En seems to be able to count every scale on it.

But immediately, Mu En coughed up a big mouthful of blood, as if there was an invisible mountain, slowly and desperately crushing every inch of his flesh and blood, even every cell, with a terrifying posture that made him have nowhere to escape.

"Damn!"

Mu En's expression turned ferocious, she clenched her teeth, and swallowed the blood from her throat.

Of course he couldn't sit still.

Even if the gap in strength was desperately large, he still held the blade tightly in his hand.

Then, without hesitation, wave!

Thunder roars!

Twenty stacks!

The bright light of the knife, engulfed by Mu En's strongest power at the moment, slashed towards the sharp claw that fell like a play.

The alchemy matrix was pushed to the limit in an instant, but it was not enough. Under the forceful urging of Mu En, the second alchemy core engraved on his body in advance and temporarily sealed by Teacher Meera gradually lit up.

Like the bright morning star before the dawn.