The treasures around her were scattered, and Kikyo had already taken off her collar and tangled with hyacinth. The two of them clenched their fists and raised their heads high, fighting fiercely. But the expression on their torn teeth and mouth did not diminish their beauty at all... Damn it! When has it been? I still think about this.
Red Dragon had already straightened up and watched the battle between the two women. Apollo and Minotaurus, who entered first, were guarding the Red Dragon as it stood up, while the Great Demon King stared at the two women's ongoing battle. It seems that something else happened before I came in.
A large crowd gathered behind me, most of them staring at hyacinth and kikyo, except for the figure of the red dragon.
This battle is very different from the battles I have seen before, perhaps the main factor is the two protagonists in the battle. And unlike the previous murderous or extremely dangerous battles, the point-to-point confrontation between the two of them gives me a strange sense of beauty. But when Kikyo accidentally fell to the ground and struggled to avoid a blow from Hyacinthus, the various treasures blown up by the strong wind made me truly understand the power behind them.
There was no chance for the two to separate and let others intervene, just a constant struggle. Just like a war between snakes, one must entangle and swallow the other to count. Gradually, both figures blurred, not caused by speed, but by the wind. From the raised dust, it can be felt that the wind is starting to roll up their bodies. With a strong shake or twist, you can see the wind suddenly expanding and contracting.
The winner has been decided! The balance of Kikyo's jumping into the air was disrupted by Hyacinthus, and this only momentary flaw was enough for Hyacinthus to reprint a punch on Kikyo's lower abdomen.
When my body fell into the forelimbs of the Red Dragon after being knocked off, a sentence came to my mind: 'Use the enemy's blood to dye your body a bright red color that will not fade.'
His hind legs propped up his huge body, and his long tail only swayed twice before sweeping away the accumulated treasures around him. The wings, which seemed to have shrunk, spread out a few times, and the strong wind did not make anyone suspect that its wings had the ability to kill people. The irresistible majesty returned to the Red Dragon, and even the nearby Sun God and Minotaur took two steps back involuntarily.
The hyacinth, who had not yet escaped, completely succumbed to the pressure of the Red Dragon and was stunned, only able to stand still with a dull gaze.
The act of inhaling sounded the alarm in my heart, but my limbs were not responding, only my eyes and consciousness were still clear.
"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Roar! That was just a simple roar, it had already scraped me out. My mind is still clear, but I can't move my hands or feet. This is a bit different from the situation just now, it is so sore that it cannot move.
Barely observing the surrounding conditions. The people who can stand can be counted with just one hand, Apollo, Minotaur, and the Great Demon King XXX holding a hyacinth. Besides, they all obediently fell to the ground. It's pretty good that my neck can still move.
The stone walls in front of the Red Dragon have all collapsed, and the vast majority were knocked down by people like us who were blown out. Treasures are also scattered all over the place, but even if there are people in the dungeon who are greedy for small gains, it is impossible to hide a few things in this situation. Surrounded by only gravel, there were people pouring all over the ground.
Folding its wings, the Red Dragon sat on the ground, holding the already seated Kikyu in one hand and pointing towards the Great Demon King with the other finger. An unimaginable deep voice came out: "Non human, I promised to spare you three times, and this time I will pretend to be the second time. Let's leave."
"Yes, thank you very much." This sentence made me realize that the stone mask on the face of the Great Demon King was gone, and he was no longer transparent. Tightly surrounding the arms of hyacinth, one can see quite beautiful muscle lines, and his face is unexpectedly graceful, or rather handsome.
Reaching his hand to the bend of hyacinth's foot, he picked it up. The Great Demon King turned around and smiled charming at the crowd, saying, "Let's go, let's go back."
At the same time, the Red Dragon had already returned to its original position. Kikyu nodded slightly at Apollo and Minotalus and said, "Sorry, we're tired. Please go back."
The Sun God and the Tauren only glanced at each other before leaving with the Great Demon King.
Struggling up our gradually recovering body and helping others stand up, we all walked slowly behind the Great Demon King.
Looking at Apollo in silence, I have a very special feeling. I can't say it, as if this sun god already knows something. I asked, don't you already know that there is a red dragon in the dungeon.
He shook his head and said, "I know it's right, but I don't know it's it..."
It? The Sun God seemed to have no intention of explaining more, so he approached the Great Demon King and greeted him before leaving with Minotaur.
Looking around at the groups that could be called remnants of war and defeated generals, I asked the Great Demon King with a hint of helplessness, "What will you do if everyone is like this?"?
"What if we don't do it?"
Why?
"I am only responsible for taking care of the injured kitten, and I won't pay attention to the defeated dog! If I lose, it's just that my skills are not as good as humans."
Upon hearing these words, I stopped. Watching the figure of the Great Demon King holding the hyacinth gradually fade away, others flashed past me one by one, and also moved forward with the footsteps of the Great Demon King. Only Kayed, along with Lehua and Manhua who only met after the incident ended, stopped and looked at me inexplicably.
What kind of person am I? My past is much happier than theirs, and although my skills may not be as good as theirs, I have more measures to take. What kind of person am I?
This question ripples in my heart, and I probably know the answer. Another answer, that's why I don't belong to the dungeon. Yes, I don't belong to this place, this place where a group of sad people gather. Even though they may appear happy, I still cannot blend in because our emotions are completely different at the deepest level.
Today is my third day staying in the dungeon, and it is also the day I will be leaving the dungeon. Although it only takes three days, to change someone, one sentence may be enough, let alone three days.
My companions all support this decision, and they don't have much attachment to the dungeon. Perhaps staying here will lead us to fall in different ways. When we become accustomed to living in underground cities, those who live outside will perceive us as abnormal. Of course, I actually don't care about these things, it's just that this doesn't belong to my place, my home.
The only ones who sent us away were the Night Demon Warrior and Jina who led us back then. For me, this is already enough. Yes, that's enough. I have already witnessed with my own eyes the home that Wuruo cares for. Just... where is my home? Thinking of this, my speed slowed down again.
"Anxia, let's go. If we don't keep up, we'll stand you up," Lehua said ahead.
Yes, Anxia, you already have these three best families. What else do you need?
Diary: Fire, Snake, Flame, Dance: Year, Month, Yao Month, Seventh Day, Sunny Anxia Record
The End