Chapter 93 Eternal Night Day 7
"Is that... a dragon?"
In front of absolute power, all words seem so insignificant. As the dragon exhaled, frost sprayed along the strong airflow toward the buildings and land along the way. The temperature dropped sharply in the blink of an eye, not to mention the huge body that made the earth unbearable with every step and overturned the grass.
Carl looked at the ice dragon in a daze. Although it was far away, its body was so huge that it could be easily captured by the line of sight. He swallowed hard.
"Is that really a dragon? How did it run to the residential area? "
Lima pushed away Carl's hand that was lying on the window, leaned forward as much as possible, squinted his eyes and looked carefully at the giant dragon in the distance, and then made a decision with an affirmative tone.
"It's an ice dragon... Although I have heard before that there is an ice dragon trapped in Ferrog, I always thought it was a joke... After all, Nero...ah, I mean the relationship between the God of Nature and the God of Night is so good, they should theoretically treat the representative race of the God of Nature well."
Carl did not hear the title that Lima said, which seemed familiar at this moment. He wanted to know more about how to control this runaway ice dragon in the city so that it would not hurt innocent people.
"It would be great if we could talk to it, "
Huh? Are you crazy? Want to negotiate with a dragon? A dragon that just escaped from captivity?" "
Karl pursed his lips, with a rare hint of guilt and disappointment in his eyes. But this is the fact, and it is wishful thinking for just a few of them to be able to control a runaway dragon. Just when the three were hesitating whether to stay and do their part, or leave the main city with the civilians, a flash of light above the ice dragon attracted the attention of the three.
The ice dragon destroyed most of the power supply and lighting equipment, so on a night with not many stars, as long as you observe carefully, you can easily find that reflective spot.
Tatarina, who has the best night vision, squinted her eyes and looked up at the sky, and suddenly widened her eyes after a while. The pair of rosy eyes shrank into a point, trembling slightly in the enlarged close-up.
"Is that... Lance! ?"
"What? "
In such a chaotic and noisy environment, the two psychics still clearly caught this familiar name.
Lance had not appeared in the sight of the three people for a long time, so that they even unconsciously forgot this man who had a profound impact on them. Carl
raised his head quickly after hearing the voice, and his eyes quickly turned around in the air and quickly locked the position of the man. The high-intensity airflow generated by the approaching ice dragon blew Carl's golden hair. It fluttered in front of his forehead, blurring his features but unable to cover his clear eyes.
At this moment, in the deliberately elongated comic panel, Carl and Lance each occupied one side. On one side was a young man looking up at the sky, and on the other side was a man with long hair fluttering behind his head and a cold gaze. It was hard for readers not to instantly think of the cover where the two of them once appeared together.
[Oh, is the fateful showdown finally coming? ]
[I feel like Carl is in trouble]
[No way, this ice dragon looks like a mount for Carl to upgrade]
[But the difference in strength between the two of them is too big. Lance is definitely above A, and the three of them together can't even make up an A]
[It's normal for a boy's comic to explode. I feel like Carl will most likely win this time]
[But Lance can't be considered a pure villain at all, I feel like he won't go offline at all, and may even directly join the protagonist's team]
[I agree with the above, I feel like the next chapter might be about some verbal battles]
However, no matter how heatedly readers chat on the page, the great distance between the two characters in the comic cannot be ignored. Carl stopped walking toward the outside of the city, twisted his heels, and turned his body directly to face the huge ice dragon.
"Hey! Carl, what are you doing! "
Tatalina, who was already quite far away, noticed the disappearance of the golden figure beside her. She cried out inwardly that something was wrong. As expected, she turned around and found Carl standing still and staring at the sky. Tatalina didn't understand why Carl had such a strong obsession with Lance. As long as Lance's name was mentioned or a figure that looked like Lance was seen, he would stop.
And at this moment, he was actually going to risk losing his head to face that unfathomably dangerous man. Is he crazy?! Even if that face is unforgettable, it shouldn't be like this!?
Tatalina's thoughts were bolded and magnified and thrown on the screen, causing another wave of barrages.
[It's so funny, Tata's focus is actually on Lance's beauty]
[If you think about it carefully, it's true. Tata and Lance have never really gotten along, but Carl and the others have traveled with Lance seriously. As the only two foreigners Carl met at first, it's not surprising that Lance has a profound influence on Carl]
[So do you want to open the market?]
[I bet 50 cents that it will end with a verbal persuasion]
[I don't believe it. Lance is not someone who can be convinced by verbal persuasion. He has insisted on it for a thousand years. Can he be convinced by these few words? I bet two dollars that Lance will not agree with Carl's ideas, and Carl may still not even know Lance's identity]
[To be honest, I actually feel a little aggrieved. When can Lance explode?]
[I don't know whether Lance will explode or not, but judging from the plot, the goddess of fate will definitely explode online]
Carl in the comics does not know the readers' judgment of his future. At this moment, all he can see is the lonely figure in the sky. In the past, Carl thought that Lance was a stubborn person born from the mutation in the vast snowfield. Later, Carl thought that Lance was a traveler blinded by bigotry.
But now, Carl found that he can no longer put any labels on Lance. He has no idea why Lance did these things, why he let the ice dragon trample on the innocent country wantonly, and let the wailing echo in the night sky.
"...You guys go, I can understand the voice of the ice dragon, I have to stay and help them."
Carl threw his shoulder bag to Tatarina without looking back, turned around and ran to the place where the noise was the loudest.
"Carl! Karl!"
Tatarina held the strap of the bag and shouted anxiously to Carl who was not far away, but all she got was a back that didn't turn back. Tatarina sighed, took a deep breath, turned her head and looked at Lima. Lima drooped his eyelids, hesitated for two seconds, met Tatarina's eyes, and nodded silently.
Tatarina covered her forehead, closed her eyes, sighed heavily, and soon reopened her eyes full of seriousness.
"It's really hard for me to know you two."
After saying this, a faint glow appeared on Tatarina's skin, and in the blink of an eye, the ground beneath her feet cracked with visible cracks. Her calves, which seemed to have evenly distributed muscles, quickly stretched up, and her toes stepped down heavily, causing the cracked ground to break into pieces of dirt that scattered around Tatarina's delicate face.
That face that looked delicate and cute was more serious than ever before, and a faint light flashed in her rosy eyes. Readers could see the vertical pupils reflected in Tatarina's eyes in the comics, showing a beast-like sense of oppression. Her long pink hair fluttered around her cheeks, crossing the comic frame, as if she was about to fly towards the readers.
[Tata!!! My destined husband!! 】