"Why... It looks so much like Master? Huron's doubts grew.

Could it be a conspiracy of the enemy to lure us into a trap by impersonating the Master?

The cautious Huron slowly stepped back, his left hand protecting the trembling Baras behind him, and his right hand quietly groped around his waist, "Oh no, my sword is not here!" ”

Isn't that the end of it?!

In the face of such a monster, there is no elemental power, no sword, so how to deal with it!?

The thick red smoke dragon cocked its head like a cobra, gently swallowed the clouds, blew blood-red whiskers and swayed like a thin snake.

The body of smoke, which was constantly spreading with the contraction of his breath, had no intention of moving forward, but quietly watched Huron with his own eyes.

Slowly open the smoky dragon's mouth.

"Ba... Us, Huron..., keep up with me... I got it... Take you away... Over here. The foggy dragon made a low, but magnetic uncle voice that didn't match his appearance.

The two were surprised.

It's not surprising that this guy's style of painting is too different.

Instead, he was surprised that the fog dragon obviously didn't move its mouth, but the voice came into the minds of the two of them very clearly.

"What the hell is this?" Huron covered his head, the sensation of the sound echoing inside made him uncomfortable.

Baras behind him also frowned, and the fear just now was diluted by the Fog Dragon's words.

The main thing is that there is no way back now, maybe this fog dragon is really the guide to take them out?

Baras tugged at Huron's sleeve. "Huron, do you want to follow him?"

"What are you kidding, such a suspicious guy appeared out of thin air in this weird place, can we believe whatever he says? Anyway, I'm not going to follow. Huron was still cautious.

"However, if we don't follow him, where else can we go, we can't get out without guidance." Baras was already a little shaken.

This pure white space oppressed his spirit all the time, and if someone hadn't talked to him before, he might have gone crazy.

Seeing that the two had been discussing for so long and hadn't come up with a reason, the Crimson Mist Dragon didn't care whether the two agreed or not, and turned around and swam away.

He left a long red line of mist behind him, as if to say, if you want to go out, follow up.

After the fog dragon swam for a while, he found that the two were still arguing and did not follow, the fog dragon seemed to sigh slowly, and then increased the speed of swimming, and soon only a red dot in the distance remained.

After the fog dragon walked away, Hu Ron also breathed a sigh of relief, not because of anything else, but because the oppression brought by the face that looked like a master was too strong, which made him nervous.

Everything just now was like a dream.

Had it not been for the reminder of the fog line floating above the ground, Huron would not have been sure that what had just happened was true.

I saw that the red dot in the distance was slowly getting smaller.

Baras was a little overwhelmed.

The possibility of escaping pushed his legs, blowing on his eardrums, telling him to "go ahead." ”

The more I thought about it, the more urgent I felt in my heart, and it was about to rise to my cheeks.

"Huron, then let's follow him from a distance, if there is really any problem, we will not be too late to run!" Baras already wanted to raise his leg and run first.

Huron also knew that if this continued, the two would continue to be trapped here, but he just couldn't cross his own hurdle, and only like before, the master made so much effort to convince him of the apprenticeship.

looked at Baras, who was begging him beside him, but couldn't take his eyes off the fog dragon in the distance.

After some struggles and contradictions, I still compromised.

Baras was right, if he didn't follow the fog dragon and continued to stay here, there would be no positive gain except for torturing his spirit.

"Then we'll follow him slowly along the line, if he suddenly gets into trouble, we'll turn around and run, you're behind me, don't get separated."

"Good!"

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Outside.

Paimon couldn't hold back his exhaustion anymore, so he put a pillow on the table and fell asleep.

And Barbatos and Ginn, who were left behind, looked at Huron nervously, and the sweat on their faces was about to drip onto the quilt.

As for why he was nervous, because five minutes before Huron was lying well, quietly, except for a faint red glow in his throat, and the rest was the same as before.

As a result, there is smoke coming out of the seven orifices now.

No kidding, Huron is like a chimney now, with eyes, nose, ears, and mouth, constantly spewing reddish smoke to the outside world.

Not even Barbatos had ever seen such a situation in the book.

If it weren't for the fact that Huron's chest was still heaving, Gyin would have been lying on the windowsill and preparing to fly directly to the snowy mountains.

Speaking of Huron, the child is really pitiful, in less than 5 days, he has experienced the strange gameplay of freezing, vomiting blood, spitting fire in the mouth, and spitting smoke from the seven orifices, which normal people can't play in their lifetime.

"Barbatos, you said there shouldn't be any problems, huh? Probably not, right? Gwen slowly twisted his head with his fingers and looked at Barbatos with an inexplicable expression.

And our drunkard Fengshen is chilled by this gaze.

"I ,... I don't know very much about this, but the first time I saw it, I think it should be... No, it won't... Right? ”

It's torture, it's so uncomfortable, it's so painful to be in a room with such a moody guy, why is that damn Nail of the Cold Sky falling in my territory, if only it had moved a little more to the left.

Gently blowing away the smoke that had accumulated in the room, Barbatos propped his chin with his arm on his face, looking helpless.

The two old guys can't do anything now, they can't even do what's going on inside.

They can only stare at each other.

Of course, neither of them noticed that the flower that had bloomed on the old branch was flickering with a faint red glow.

A faint lilac glow shimmered in the middle of a scale in Giron's throat, and if Barbatos had noticed this, he would have been surprised to find that the frequency of the two shimmers was the same.

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In the pure white space.

Huron has been with Baras for a long time.

Although here you will not feel tired, your muscles will not be sore.

But in this place so white that you can't even see your own shadow, you keep staring at a red line, and there is no reference around you.

They can't even be sure if they're really moving forward.

It's a form of torture.

"Huron, how far are we from that red dot?" Baras asked wearily.

Obviously, the red dot was in the distance, but after such a long walk, the red dot didn't even look like it had expanded a bit.

"I don't know, that fog dragon should be moving at a constant speed with us, but there's really nothing here, it's too boring, if only my elemental power could still be used, I can play with a bird with fire."

That's what I thought.

A ball appeared on Huron's hand... Flame.

Then it took on the shape of a bird.

"Ahh