Chapter 988
Cracked soil and rocks kept rolling down, and I don’t know when it turned from an “uphill road” to a “downhill road” tunnel to a slide-like structure, and the sound of “crackle” went from the pitch black. ,Getting closer.
Brandon was shivered all over, holding the "minified" version of himself in his arms, not even think, and rushed straight to the side of the rock wall.
"bang!"
The boulder that fell above his head exploded on his side, and the prince who was affected felt like he was kicked behind him, and the whole person was hit. On the rock wall.
"cough cough cough..."
In the smoke and dust, one big and one small two silhouettes are coughing desperately.
"cough cough cough...run, we have to run..." struggling to get up, Brandon's legs trembled constantly: "Can't stop, run...cough cough cough...run Ah!"
"Run? Where do you go?!"
The scarlet eyes flashed with the colors of horror, "Little Brandon" Liushen Wuzhu: "It's so dark everywhere here. , There’s nowhere to run!"
"Just leave it alone, just run with me!"
The cloth clenched the boy's hand without any explanation, clenching his teeth. Langdon ran straight ahead.
Just a few steps away, another roar blasted behind the two of them-the place where they got up has cracked and collapsed into rubble.
If you didn't get up just now, you would either fall or be buried alive.
But Brandon was not interested in looking back any more, just strode desperately and ran forward.
complexion pale "Little Brandon" seems to have finally realized, no longer talk, just desperately to keep up with his pace.
Uninterrupted explosions are still coming from behind the two, like an ominous beast chasing the prey, roaring with excitement, chasing the two, urging them not to have Stop for a moment.
On the other hand, the "continuous collapse" of the tunnel became rugged due to falling gravel and cracked ground; along the way, the two of them did not know how many times they bumped and bumped, slipped and fell, or even rolled over. , Fell bloody nose and swollen face.
But they are still running.
Run dead!
There is no so-called visibility in the dark tunnel. Opening eyes is no different from closing them. Maybe the next second they are in front of an invisible abyss, or a block is enough An earthen wall that allowed the two to commit suicide.
Brandon didn't care at all, and ran straight, even a little pause and slow down, and he didn't mean to see the way forward.
A memory that has been buried for a long time, even countless times that it was just a dream, is coming up like a tide.
It’s coming, it’s coming.
"Boom————!!!"
There was a sudden shock, and the whole tunnel seemed to be "knocked" by something, and the falling gravel bounced. ——The two people in the rush were no exception, and they were directly sent out.
Holding "Little Brandon" tightly, the wounded prince, his Royal Highness, rolled over and did not know how many laps, and finally "exhausted" the inertia and stopped.
In the next second, the entire tunnel suddenly stopped trembling, and no longer "collapsed"; the slide-like ground became much flatter again, and everything returned to normal.
Less his hands weakly, the red-haired boy in his arms rolled out of Brandon's arms naturally; one big and one small were lying on the cold ground like this, looking up at the darkness One piece, panting in shock.
In the deadly tunnel, all they could hear was the gasping voice of themselves and the other party.
"I, we cough cough cough... Let's rest for a while..." Brandon was out of breath, lying on the ground coughing repeatedly: "Recover some strength, and then continue..."
"I won't do it anymore!"
The frightened "Little Brandon" suddenly screamed, trembled and said: "Why do I have to come to this ghost place, Why am I the one who suffers? Who am I offending?!"
The sharp and harsh voice echoed in the tunnel, echoing over and over again.
His Royal Highness, who raised his eyes, looked at him with a very complicated expression without saying a word.
"Let me say that everything was designed at the beginning, right-Connaught Imperial Brother will become a dragon rider. My little son who is "accompanied by running" retreats and is responsible for setting off The one he is brave, great and decisive, I know everything!"
"So why do you want to torture me so much, wishing to kill me? Can't you all have a tacit understanding? Can people be beaten to death with a stick...is it possible that only if they hear that my embarrassing prince is dead, can they feel at ease?!"
"Tell me, please tell me, please!" Hysterical Brandon’s "Little Brandon" clenched Brandon’s arm tightly, his eyes flushed-although his eyes were originally red-there was still a cry in his voice:
"What the hell In this way, can they stop tossing me like this? Do I have to die?!"
Looking at those frightened eyes, Brandon wanted to say a few witty deceptions several times. People coaxed him, but he stopped talking.
Could it be...you want to cheat yourself?
"No... they will never relax their vigilance against you." Brandon said solemnly, who stared at "Little Brandon" with some indescribable emotion: "Because you are Eckhart’s youngest son is the second heir to the empire."
"For this reason, you have to keep going, because this time...and only this time, you still have a chance to be big with you Brother fair competition-no matter how difficult it is, you can only win back a city here!"
"But I don't want to, I don't want to be an emperor!" The red-haired boy choked up: "I don't want to grab anything from Connold, let alone I can't grab him at all!"
"He is the eldest son, the imperial crown prince and the prince of East Sackland, everyone spoils him , Holding him—what have I forgotten?!" The red-haired boy has no desire to improve.
But Brandon couldn't help but curled up his mouth.
"Listen, listen to what you say." Brandon lightly said with a smile, with a vague complacency in his voice: "You still want to tell me that you are not jealous at all Is he?"
"Of course I am jealous, and the jealous are dying!" Little Brandon has no desire to improve more and more: "But what's the use, no one likes me—in In the eyes of those people, I'm probably like a madman who likes to make trouble!"
"Yes, I'm a madman—no matter how many things I do, whether I do it right or wrong, it seems like they They all look at me with that kind of eyes, either for fear that I will steal Connold’s limelight or for fear that he will be dragged down by me!"
"Then be a lunatic!"
Jumping up, Brandon blurted out with scorching eyes: "Being a madman beyond their expectations, do everything that will make them feel scared and panic-they are also impossible to hate you more anyway!"
p>"Since you can't let them love you, let them be afraid of you!"
Little Brandon's eyes widened, a little scared but some inexplicable excitement looking at the man in front of him .
"Just like now...think about it, if you get a giant dragon contract, even further;" Brandon stared into his eyes and deliberately lowered his voice:
"Only you got the approval of giant dragon, but Connold didn't. Those people...How would they feel and how would they react?" What reaction.
Shocked? anger? fear? Surprised?
Perhaps, there is still a little bit... Um, admit it?
At least, they won't be regarded as an eye-obtrusive existence anymore, right?
At this moment...
"Boom——————!!!"
A loud noise came from behind the two again ，Follow closely from behind is the continuous vibration.
The astonished young Brandon instinctively got up and prepared to escape, but was clung to and left in place by Brandon.
"Don't be nervous, listen to me!"
Holding the red-haired boy's delicate wrist tightly, Brandon, who was also nervous, stared at him quickly opening the mouth and said: "You have a family, someone you love, and there may be one or two people who can be friends in the future. There are people who hate you and people who don't hate you that much..."
"But remember, Forever! You can only believe in yourself...a person forever."
"All you have to do is to hold on to everything you can get, and then never let go...As for dreams, ambitions and wishes, Don’t worry, there will be sooner or later."
"But before that, before you truly understand what you desire, you still need capital, one that can save your own life and win a place to stay away from others. Ignored cost——For you, there is no more valuable cost than the name of "Dragon Driver", do you understand?!"
Little Brandon glanced eagerly. Brandon couldn't help but raised his head and glanced at the closer and closer behind the two, the roar from the darkness, desperately nodded in anxiousness.
"Very well, let's run now!"
Get up with both hands and feet, Brandon with no fear on his face holding "Little Brandon" In his hand, there is also a rare "impassionate" in his expression:
"Let us get back the number one city from the hands of the beloved Connold Imperial Brother!"
…………………………
"Boom..."
The deafening roar, shaking the entire "Wimpal Academy", even the burning black in the sky The day has become more and more bleak.
The Wimpal Academy hall with its doors closed is also pitch black.
Standing in this empty hall, the little wizard watched nervously at the one-knee kneels standing in front of the gate, and clasped Loren, who was "bright silver" in his hand, clenching his teeth. His complexion seemed to be "wrestling" with something.
In fact, the situation is basically the same as she guessed.
After the dream world was really opened, Loren really realized how terrifying this Void Power that almost assimilated the entire Jufeng Mountain is—not to mention breaking it, even for a short period of time. Coming to break has made him do his best!
Less than one minute has passed, he can barely maintain the last "hall" from being completely torn apart by the opposite side, and it doesn't seem to take much time.
Compared with when he fought Metzka in the ancient wood forest, it was naturally much stronger, but it was still far from enough.
But it doesn't matter, anyway, he doesn't expect himself to be able to fight against the creations left over from the era of the giant dragon kingdom.
As long as I can rip a little bit, buy some time for Isaac and the others, by the way, let the "big lizards" realize that things are not as smooth as they thought, it is enough.
This trip to Jufeng Mountain, no matter from which aspect, I am a passive and guilty party; since I am guilty and show sufficient sincerity and apology, this is as it should be by rights.
But even so, you must not make your opponent think that it is a soft persimmon that they can handle in a low voice. The place to resist is still to resist—to lose, but not to lose.
"Boom——!!!"
There was another loud noise, and the whole dream world was shaking.
Loren just felt like a nail had been smashed into his head, and the pain was so painful that his entire face began to twist.
The little wizard standing behind Loren looked at him nervously, but was worried that he would make a mess and didn't dare to step forward.
Come on, come out.
You must have found something wrong, why are you hiding from me?
"Bang——!!!"
Another shock and shock.
"Loren?!"
The screaming little wizard looked at the shivering black hair wizard, suddenly lowered his head, and hurried forward.
"I'm okay!"
He stretched out his hand to stop Ai Yin, and Loren gritted his teeth and lifted the head with a long hiss, his mind was already a little trance.
Just now, the pressure that has obviously begun to decrease suddenly became stronger. It was obviously not the assimilation space itself repelling itself, but the result of the other party's personal intervention.
Huh... finally can't help it?
Loren, whose expression was distorted in pain, couldn't help but laughed at the corner of his mouth.
But in less than a second, there was another shock.
"Boom——————!!!"
The deafening noise exploded in the black hair wizard's mind.
Loren trembled all over and couldn't hold it anymore. When he fell down, he was promptly supported by the little wizard behind him, and finally he didn't touch the door to the ground.
The rumbling sound continues one after another, and the entire dream world is overturned with it, and there are no broken walls left.
"Loren..."
Ayin, who hugged him tightly behind him, whispered softly, with a trembling sound: "Front, front..."
Are you here?
Forcibly enduring the severe head pain, the black hair wizard slowly raised his eyes.
The first thing that caught his sight was those familiar, amber eyes.
Like sterling silver scales stacked on top of each other, even in the dark they are so dazzling and dazzling, radiant.
The elegant and smooth curve, like a sculpture-like figure, is presented in front of me like this.
Milasis and Grum are behind him, with their dragon heads hung down, and their respectful posture seems to be an oath of acknowledgement allegiance-even without them, the faint coercion and incomparable posture , Also exudes awe-inspiring power.
Yes, there is no need to think about it, Loren already knows who the "this" in front of him... is.
The eyes flashed, and the silver giant dragon slowly lowered the dragon head a little bit; as if looking at it or waiting for something, motionless staring at the black hair wizard's every move.
Like a majestic monarch waiting for his subjects to speak and pay tribute to him.
Yes, the monarch...Apart from this vocabulary, Loren can't imagine how to describe a huge monster, Great Desolate Giant Beast, which is at least two or three times bigger than the giant dragon Mirasis. .
The lord of Jufeng Mountain has the longest lifespan so far. According to rumors, I am afraid that he has survived in the world for thousands of years.
Silver giant dragon......
Enzo.