After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up-Chapter 103.2
No Doubt, It was the Dragon (2)
Mu Heng turned his head to look at the medic and asked, “How is he?”
“Hm, his vital signs are stable.”
The medic took off the testing equipment and wrinkled his brow in confusion. “However, it’s hard to tell why he is unconscious and when he will wake up. We probably have to make further tests…”
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Mu Heng.
The man’s voice was low and cold, with a slight hint of impersonal authoritativeness. “How long do you need?”
“Half an hour.” The medic estimated.
Mu Heng nodded. “Okay, I will give you half an hour.”
He raised a pair of icy blue eyes and looked toward the rest of the Bureau members. “Return to your posts.”
All the Bureau members couldn’t help but tremble in their hearts.
The usual Mu Heng was already terrifying enough, but the degree was doubled now.
“Y… Yes!”
They hurriedly turned around, left as fast as they could, and returned to their original posts.
In the following time, Wen Yao could feel Mu Heng’s absent-mindedness.
During the calm and efficient work, the man before her intermittently looked toward the temporary medical spot. His eyes also swept down over the watch on his wrist from time to time and the number of times he paid attention to the time became more frequent.
The half-hour period seemed long and arduous.
As time passed, little by little, this point in time finally arrived with difficulty.
Mu Heng made a stopping gesture and indifferently said, “Excuse me.”
After saying that, he turned around and walked in the direction of Shi An.
The conditions here were not conducive to setting up a medical tent, so only outdoor testing and treatment had to be carried out.
The young man’s eyes were tightly closed, lying quietly on the narrow bed.
Mu Heng’s eyes lingered on Shi An’s body for a split second before retracting and looking toward Zhuo Fu, standing at one side. “How is he?”
Zhuo Fu frowned and shook his head. “No physical problems. It is likely to be a magical cause. After all, this place is stacked with thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years of treasure, of which there are likely to be some magical accesssories. Maybe Shi An touched something by mistake, but the equipment here is too simple. According to the existing conditions, I’m afraid it is still difficult to…”
Halfway through his words, he was interrupted by Mu Heng, “I got it.”
The man slightly narrowed his eyes and said, “I will take him to leave the mountain. The matters here will be handed over to you and Wen Yao.”
Zhuo Fu froze. “Hold on, wait a minute…?”
Mu Heng did not give him a chance to retort but calmly stepped forward and bent down to pick Shi An up.
When Shi An fainted, a strange feeling arose in his heart.
Darkness, gloom, ominous.
Mu Heng was unsure where this feeling came from.
It was like something deep in his soul was burning, stirring, fiercely urging him to do something.
Otherwise…
Something was going to happen.
Whatever it was, Mu Heng didn’t know, but he could feel the boiling and screaming of his blood.
It made him distracted and unable to focus.
But, in the end, the only clear thought left in his mind was–
Nothing could happen to Shi An.
Mu Heng leaned down, and just as he was about to pick up the other person, a commotion suddenly came from outside.
He had a cold look and raised his eyes to look behind him.
Strong magic fluctuations were rapidly approaching, coming from all directions to here.
At this moment, Mu Heng’s communicator rang.
Wen Yao’s urgent and intermittent voice came from the microphone. “Sir! … We are being attacked. It’s the mercenary–”
Mu Heng lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on Shi An’s face.
The other party’s expression remained peaceful, his pale face resembling the early snow about to melt, oblivious to the outside commotion.
He took a deep breath, touched the young man’s face with his fingertips, and quickly withdrew.
Mu Heng looked at the combat squad leader standing at one side and ordered coldly and concisely, “Protect him well.”
After saying that, he turned and walked outside. Acold and icy sword blade emerged from the palm hanging at his side.
The mercenaries, accustomed to killing, surged toward the volcanic crater, quickly entangling themselves with the Bureau members below.
As the core forces of the mercenary group, they had extraordinary strength and became even crazier, driven by the interest of profit. The power and wealth symbolized behind the dragon were beyond the imagination of almost all human beings, so immense that it could wash over anyone’s mind – the monstrous power and profit were within a step of them. The mercenaries’ eyes burned with extreme greed and desire as they charged forward recklessly as if they could never get tired. ꭆ𝐀Νꝋ𝔟Ę𝐬
Although the Bureau members were experienced, their resilience became particularly challenging when faced with such an enemy.
Not far away from the volcanic crater.
The black-robed man stood at the top of the crater, looking down as a bystander.
He watched the human being greedy, crazy, slaughtering, and acting with mutual destruction. A smile hidden in the darkness slowly widened. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
The black-robed man’s eyes followed the stream of blood below.
Scorching human blood spurted out and flowed on the ground, baked by the high temperature with a zippy sound.
However, it was like some invisible force was pulling and dragging it from the underworld.
