By then, he should have passed out. He didn't know anything about what happened after that.

But judging from the current situation, it seems that he was rescued?

Angel hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth.

"Who are you? You...... Saved me?" his voice became low and hoarse, less clear than usual, more torn, and extremely laborious when he spoke.

Angel sat up with a force.

His movements made the figure on the other side of the fire, leaning on the stone and pretending to sleep, slowly open his eyes.

When the other sat up straight, the light of the fire shining on his deep face, Ingres was a little stunned.

Before, he thought it was a man when he saw that the other party was long, his skin was faintly dark, and he had short hair. Unexpectedly, after sitting up, I found that this was a woman with a very good appearance and temperament.

Her body is long, at least more than two meters, which makes her legs very long, and the color of her skin is bronze, which looks oily and slippery.

Most of her body was exposed, with only the highlight areas concealing the blue-black scales, which for some reason made Ingres feel familiar.

Her hair was ochre-colored, very short and broken, and her face was full of wild beauty, especially the pair of blue and red eyes, which added a bit of mystery.

If you look closely, the characteristics of the woman in front of you are very different from that of a human.

Her forehead had two symmetrical sharp horns on the left and right, sharp and smooth, and shimmering with a ghostly light.

There always seemed to be an inexplicable sense of familiarity, could it be the natives of the abyss, or was it a half-blood demon? Angel pondered in his heart for a moment, and asked again, "Who are you?"

The woman on the other side glanced at Angel coldly: "Sure enough, it's human, stupid and doesn't know what to do." ”

She didn't even speak, and the familiar mental thought rushed straight into Angel's mind. At the same time, as she spoke, the surrounding momentum condensed into a fog, and combined into a hideous dragon head, looming behind her.

The familiar spiritual thoughts, the same indifferent tone, and the dragon head composed of the mist...... Plus the horns on its forehead, and the scales that cover its chest. Ingres felt his head thump, the box of memories opened, and a massive, terrifying supercreature took over all of his thoughts.

"You...... Are you Lord Winddragon?" Ingres shuddered as he uttered a fact that made him suspicious.

The woman's expression was still cold: "Human, you can call me Fafjna." ”

Before the other party denied it, it means that his guess is not wrong, the woman in front of him is the wind dragon?!

"Lord Fafnir. Angel cried out in a trembling voice, "Did the adults save me before?"

Fafnir was expressionless, and said without hesitation: "What qualifications do you have to think that I will save a human being?"

Angel scratched his hair, he remembered that when he was unconscious, his body seemed to be bleeding profusely, and he almost thought he was going to bleed to death, but now he woke up, except for muscle aches, there was no sign of excessive blood loss. Moreover, even the blood stains on the body seem to be gone.

Toby was still asleep and there were no other creatures around, and Ingres couldn't think of anyone else but Fafnir to save him.

However, Fafner put on a look of disgust for humanity, and did not look like the person who had saved him.

In the end, Angel could only shake his head and say nothing.

"Venerable Lord Fafnir, I don't know ......" Ingres had so much to ask about what he was doing, why you were an adult, and how Toby could be relieved of his doom, but before he could ask, he felt a sharp itch in his back.

He couldn't help but gasp and lay on the ground, twisting like a fish on the shore.

Angel reached out to tickle it, but found that the more he scratched, the more it itched.

This is the first time Ingres has experienced this kind of itching sensation. The itching sensation that goes deep into the bone marrow and soul is very uncomfortable.

"Put down your right hand. Cold mental thoughts suddenly appeared in Angels' mind, and quickly took over.

Subconsciously, Angel put down his right hand to scratch, but at this time it was more comfortable than before, although it was still itchy, but at least it was still within the range of his patience.

This time the itching lasted for two or three minutes, and when Angels finally got through it, he noticed that Fafnir on the other side looked at him a little more strangely.

Originally, Fafnir's different pupils reflected the blazing fire in front of her, but suddenly, Ingres found a green reflection in her eyes.

Ingres looked puzzled, and she sat opposite Fafnir, and the green light in her eyes could not be ...... Yourself, right?

Thinking of this, he reached out his spiritual tentacles and looked behind him.

A trail that looked like a green vine, glowing with a faint green light, slowly crawled out of his tattered robe, climbed out of thin air, about half a meter long, and sprang out of his right shoulder, just above his own head.

If you look at it from a different perspective, it's like he has a glowing vine on his back. Moreover, this vine was also very unwilling to be lonely, swaying back and forth in the wind, sprinkling a green light, and even his golden hair was dyed with a thin layer of pale green, like a glowing green hat.

Ingres was no stranger to the vine-like green streaks, and before he passed out, he felt the green streaks spreading outward, and seemed to echo with the people on the other side of the plane.

At that time, Ingres's heart palpitations were very heavy, a sense of threat that as long as he promised the other party, he would sacrifice death, which kept eroding his thinking.

Therefore, Angel tried his best to stop the other party, and finally took the green vine back, but now it actually grew again?

"Its purpose is to find stable spatial energy and open up spatial channels. Human, you'd better take it back. Fafnir said coldly.

"How?" asked Ingres subconsciously.

Fafnir responded to him with a violent wind, and Ingres whirled in mid-air, crashing into the wall of the pit a few meters away.

Ingres slowly slipped off the pit wall, and at the same time, Fafnner made a noise by the fire:

"Stupid human, don't put it away, don't talk to me!"

There are still many things that Ingres wants to ask Fafnir, but the other party has set such a rule, and he can only try his best to restrain the green lines behind him.

Keep trying, keep failing. Time passes away slowly.

In this process, Fafnir did not turn back into a dragon body, but leaned against the stone wall, seemingly pretending to sleep, but in fact, his spiritual power was highly concentrated on Angels on the opposite side.

She didn't dare to spy on the truth of the green vine up close, so she could only observe it from a distance in a low-key manner when Angel controlled the green vine.

What the hell is that? What does it have to do with the green lines on the human right hand?

The green vine seemed to grow on the other party's back, but Fafnir always felt that this might be the appearance, and the place where the green spread was a mysterious and unknowable existence.

Angel's training also worked, at least slowly, he could suppress the green vine back to his back.

However, it could not make the green vine disappear from the wound of the soul. At most, it attaches to the back, forming an elegant green pattern like a tattoo.

Moreover, this suppression cannot be stopped, and once the suppression is stopped, it will not be long before the green vines will rebound. Just like the previous ones, although it only grows half a meter long, it looks like a decoration at best...... In the wizarding world, there are not a few people who like to make strange decorations on their bodies.

If it is purely decorative, Ingres naturally does not care. However, it will absorb the little soul power that Ingres already has left, and the more it absorbs, the faster it will grow, and it may eventually grow to more than ten meters.

So, he must now concentrate on two things, suppressing it anytime and anywhere.

In this way, Ingres felt like he had an extra constraint out of thin air.

Originally, he was now in the period of the big barrier, and he was out of step with the outside world, and to suppress the green veins was equivalent to putting a tight hoop on himself, and that double sense of depression made it difficult for Ingres to adapt for a while.

After a long time, after making sure that the green streaks were no longer breeding, Angel returned to the edge of the fire with some trembling.

As soon as he sat back on the fire, Fafnir, who was "resting" on the other side, opened his eyes. One green and one red, staring at him without any emotion.

Angels thought that Fafnir would ask what was going on with the previous green vein, but to his surprise, Fafnir didn't ask anything.

For Fafnir, her heart naturally wanted to explore the green vein, and even wanted to know what was going on with the gaze that transcended time and space, but she wouldn't ask, and she didn't dare to ask.

At the beginning, she was too curious, which led to the end of provoking the attendant of the peerless Great Demon God, and then fled back to the surface in embarrassment, where she slept for hundreds of years.

Just the attendant of the peerless Great Demon God is not a figure she can control. Not to mention, the existence behind the green vine is very likely to be an existence at the same level as the peerless Great Demon God, or even higher.

Therefore, Fafnir did not dare to investigate, and the less he knew, the better it would be for himself.

"Venerable Lord Fafnir, I have already put it away, may I ask a few questions?" Ingres looked at Fafnir with a pleading look.

"Human, you're really in trouble. ”

"My name is Angres. Angels said weakly.

Fafnir said coldly: "Just human, you still want me to call you a cheap name?"

"My lord, that's not what I meant. Angel said quickly.

Seeing that Fafnir's expression slowly returned to calm, Angel didn't dare to continue to tease the dragon's beard, and asked tentatively: "Lord Fafnir, I don't know if you can tell me how to relieve Toby's bad luck?"

Toby is still unconscious, but Sanders has confirmed that Angel himself has been to Toby's dream, and knows that it is currently at most "robbed" in advance, and has not yet begun to "respond to the robbery". It doesn't stand to reason that it shouldn't sleep like this forever.

The reason why Toby couldn't wake up may be because of the smell of doom that he has been contaminated with for nowhere.