Huanhuan hung on the rock wall. She gritted her teeth and called out to the system in a trembling voice, "Little Brat, why did the ergency transfer program fail? You can't throw
such a fatal problem at this critical mont!"
There was sothing wrong with Little Brat's voice. His words were intermittent.
"I… I'm in the middle of repairing it… Hang in there…"
Huanhuan wanted to cry. "I want to hang in there too, but this bone knife might not be able to!"
Due to her weight, the bone knife had begun to slide down the crack in the rock.
Little Brat said, "There's… sothing wrong with this place… I'll contact the prophet…"
Before he could finish, his voice stopped.
Huanhuan called out Little Brat's na several tis, but there was no response.
The black dragon flapped his wings and flew into the sky. He stopped in midair and saw Huanhuan hanging on the rock wall.
Huanhuan raised her head with difficulty. "Little Black, are you really not going to care about our past relationship at all?"
The black dragon said nothing.
Cynthia's order ca from behind.
"Those three beasts are about to arrive. Hurry up and deal with her."
The black dragon leaned down and rushed down. He stopped in front of her and raised his hand to grab the bone knife in her hand. It seed that he was planning to pull out her bone knife and make her lose her support so that she would fall into the magma pool.
Huanhuan was so anxious that her eyes turned red and tears stread down her face. "Little Black, I've been looking for you for so long. I chased you all the way from the dawn continent to the secret dragon continent. It's fine if I die in anyone else's hands, but I really can't accept you wanting to kill !"
The black dragon stopped and stared at her, thinking about sothing.
Her eyes were misty with tears. "Will you co ho with ? Stop helping the wicked. Cynthia isn't a good person."
The black dragon didn't seem to hear her. His gaze landed on her cheek.
He raised his finger and brushed it across her cheek, wiping away her tears.
He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the tears off his fingertip.
It was salty and bitter. It tasted terrible.
At the sa ti, he felt like he was in a dream.
The black dragon felt as if he was being overpowered by sothing. He wanted to taste the salty taste again.
Under Huanhuan's surprised gaze, the black dragon lowered his head and gently licked her face, licking away all the tears on her cheeks.
After swallowing those tears, so fragnted mories washed over him.
His eyes lit up slightly, and it was as if dark golden light was flowing through them.
Huanhuan was embarrassed by his licking, but she couldn't refuse. She could only glare at him with a red face. "What are you doing?"
The black dragon tilted his head at her as if thinking about sothing important.
Cynthia's voice ca from above. "You haven't dealt with her?"
Cynthia's words reminded Huanhuan that her life was on the line. The embarrassnt she felt just now dissipated.
Huanhuan stared at the black dragon, her eyes pleading.
"Don't kill , okay?"
The black dragon opened his mouth and said in a jerky voice, "Hu… Hu…"
After a short mont of shock, Huanhuan's eyes imdiately widened. She asked in disbelief, "Do you rember ?!"
"Huanhuan…" the black dragon repeated her na several tis, his pronunciation becoming clearer and clearer each ti.
"It's ! I'm Huanhuan!"
If not for the fact that they were not in the right circumstances, Huanhuan would have pounced on him and hugged him to express her excitent.
Cynthia waited for a long ti, but the black dragon did not co out. She was dissatisfied and raised her hand to pat Cyril's head. "Go over and see what he's doing. If he doesn't listen, don't stand on ceremony and teach him a lesson."
"Alright."
Cyril lowered her to the ground. He strode closer to the mouth of the volcano.
He leaned out and looked down, just in ti to see Huanhuan climb onto the black dragon's back.
"You guys…"
Before Cyril could finish, Huanhuan pointed at him and shouted, "Hit him!"
The black dragon opened his mouth and spat out dragon breath.
A huge cloud of black dragon breath suddenly sprayed out!
Cyril quickly dodged, but he was too late. Half of his body was lted by the dragon's breath until only his bones were left. At the sa ti, he wailed in pain.
The black dragon carried Huanhuan into the sky.
Cynthia saw Cyril stagger and fall. She imdiately roared in pain, "No!"
She raced over and grabbed Cyril's good arm, trying to help him up.
Unfortunately, it was useless.
Cyril was too injured to stand up. He looked at Cynthia in front of him and tried to speak to her. When he opened his mouth, scarlet blood gushed out.
"No, Cyril, don't die." Cynthia wrapped her arms around his neck. "I beg you not to leave !"
Cyril opened his bloody mouth and said hoarsely, "Eat
and live."
'You need flesh and blood to live, while I'm destined to die here.
'In that case, please eat .
'I'm willing to be your food and beco one with you.'
Cynthia almost went crazy.
She was the one who saved Cyril from the slave traders back then and cut the chain on his feet. He had been by her side ever since. Like a robot, he loyally followed her every command.
Whether it was killing or committing arson, he had never hesitated.
At first, Cynthia only treated him as a slave she could control at will.
But after so many years, she was already used to his company.
Even she couldn't explain how she felt about Cyril.
All she knew was that if he left…
She would really be the only one left in this world.
Finally, Cyril closed his eyes and died in her arms in a tragic manner.
The chain around his feet could no longer restrict his freedom, but he insisted on keeping it, unwilling to take it off and throw it away.
It was just like how he had protected Cynthia all these years.
Cynthia cried her heart out.
Huanhuan stood on the black dragon's back and looked down at this scene. She sighed, but her heart did not soften at all.
To her, Cynthia was an enemy who wanted her dead. Huanhuan wasn't saintly enough to forgive her enemies.
Huanhuan said slowly, "Since Cynthia can't bear to part with Cyril, send her to accompany him on his way."
The black dragon's abdon rose and fell. He opened his mouth and spat out a huge cloud of black breath at Cynthia!
At the sa ti, red magma suddenly spurted out of the volcano, forcefully blocking the dragon's breath.
The magma collided with the dragon's breath, producing a violent explosion that shook the ground. Half the sky was dyed red by flas.
Huanhuan hugged the black dragon's neck tightly. She stuck her head out and looked at the volcano's mouth. She saw a huge red figure looming.
He looked very human.
But on a closer look, she realized that it wasn't a human.
"What the hell is that?"
No one could answer her question.
Cynthia noticed the red figure and shuddered. She let go of Cyril and knelt down facing the red figure. There was fear in her voice. "My lord."
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