After the Abyss Dragon Woke Up | MTL

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He babbled endlessly while walking inward with Shi'an.

Shi An's gaze flicked over the magic expansion bag in front of him, and his gaze suddenly stopped for a moment in an inconspicuous corner.

It is much smaller than the others, and it looks out of sync with the surroundings.

"What about this?" Shi An asked, pointing at it.

Zhuo Fu: "This..."

He scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Actually, I did this...hehe, semi-finished product."

Shi An looked up suspiciously: "Semi-finished products?"

Zhuo Fu: "Yes, I originally wanted to make an expansion bag that can increase the size of the space through the user's input of magic, but the final experimental feedback is average, because most people's magic is at its limit, even if it is full Enter, the expanded area is at most only half the size of the one I just mentioned. Of course, my theory is correct..."

He coughed and his voice became quieter: "It's just not very practical."

Shi An's eyes gradually brightened with his narration.

Increase the size of the space by inputting magic?

This, isn't this tailor-made for their dragons!

"I want this!" Shi'an made a decisive decision.

Zhuo Fu: "...Huh?"

He was a little unbelievable: "Really?"

Shi An nodded seriously: "I like this!"

Zhuo Fu sniffed, with a touch of emotion on his face: "You are actually willing to use this semi-finished product for me! Oh oh oh Ann, you are so kind!"

Shi An: "..."

No, this is what you think too much.

Zhuo Fu waved his hand: "I made this, so there is no need to register. If you want, just take it away. You're welcome!"

Shi An was content and gave him a happy smile.

Zhuo Fu led Shi An out.

At this moment, Shi An's steps paused slightly.

An irresistible traction came from not far away, dragging his gaze in that direction.

That is a long sword.

The blade is like ice, clean and sharp, like a drenched and bright moonlight, releasing an icy breath outward.

At the moment when his sight touched the blade, Shi An suddenly had the illusion of being cut. A strong coldness winded up from his spine, passing over his body like a chill.

He seemed to smell blood and flames, steel and death.

It is the smell of dragon blood.

In the next second, a scarlet gleam flashed from the depths of the boy's dark eyes, like a raging fire in the dark.

In an instant, only a sound of metal sound was heard.

The sword body began to tremble slightly, and the invisible magic wave was released, as if clamoring for blood thirst and desire to kill.

Zhuo Fu, who was walking in front, was taken aback: "Well, what's wrong?"

He hurriedly walked over.

The two assistants around looked at each other: "...I don't know, it suddenly..."

Shi An suddenly returned to his senses and withdrew his gaze.

The sound of swords rang sharply.

Zhuo Fu looked at Shi'an a little apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm scared you, we haven't completely figured out the operating mechanism of this sword..."