Chapter 888: Who Will Fly?

Dong-dong-dong-dong

The floor vibrated, a large number of infected rushed into the building, their steps uniform like machines, and under the resonance, the entire building began to sway.

Hearing the urgent, uniform footsteps, Mo Ling clung tightly to Lin An, desperately thinking of a way to break the situation.

There are no zombie mutants here; even if she tried to make one on the spot, she wouldn't have time.

Throw a steel cable to the opposite rooftop?

No, her strength isn't nearly enough, and she also doesn't know how long Lin An will stay unconscious.

Fly, escape?

Split the skull?

Instinctively, Mo Ling pulled out a dagger, aiming at her own throat to cut it.

Her gaze was resolute; although Colonel Chu had warned her not to use this lifesaving trump card unless absolutely necessary, she now had no other choice.

Doing it one or two more times should be fine.

If she splits her skull, she can bring Lin An to escape here and return to Long'an Base.

But this is the first time attempting such long-distance transmission; she doesn't know if any problems will arise.

But taking the risk and wasting time is still better than something happening to Lin An.

She took a deep breath.

Hearing the frantic footsteps drawing nearer beneath her feet, Xiao Mo Ling hesitated no longer and directly sliced open her spine.

The slight pain made her involuntarily frown, but just as she was about to widen the wound, she suddenly realized something and her whole body shuddered.

Wait!

That cubic box is still in Lin An's ring!

To transmit back, she must not see herself; she needs to place her head inside the glass box!

Without the box blocking the line of sight to trigger the transmission principle, they simply cannot return to Long An.

The item is in the ring!

Her hands and feet turned ice-cold; Xiao Mo Ling hurriedly looked at Lin An's fingers and reached out to touch.

After a moment, however, she discovered she couldn't open the space ring no matter what.

It's over...

In that instant, she couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.

She was used to tossing miscellaneous items onto Lin An, after all, in any sudden situation considered, it was always she who met with mishap, never Lin An.

Just as she was feeling somewhat hopeless, out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of a petrified bracelet.

That... was... a coiled little snake?

A snake? A dragon!

Her pupils dilated sharply; Mo Ling suddenly recalled that Lin An actually had a dragon!

Damn, she actually forgot that Lin An had a black dragon! She still remembered that a few days ago, Zhang Tie had been boasting excitedly to her, bragging about their battle in the trial.

That black snake—no, black dragon—is incredibly strong! It can fly!

Although Lin An rarely mentions the black dragon in front of them, everyone on the team knows this.

There's nothing to be done; the black dragon is too lazy, so lazy that in regular combat Lin An can't even use it.

Without hesitation, Mo Ling hastily grabbed the little snake and shook it vigorously:

"Come out! Little snake! Lin An is in trouble!"

"Bang!"

The iron door clanged; hearing the sound, she turned her head and saw that the small door on the rooftop had been knocked out of shape.

Each second felt like torture.

Just as Mo Ling was looking at the motionless little snake, wondering whether she should stab it twice with a knife to draw blood,

a childish voice suddenly sounded:

"Huh?"

She looked up blankly; the black dragon withdrew from its sleeping state, raised its head to look at the unconscious Lin An, and only then realized that Lin An had actually met with misfortune.

Looking at the anxious Mo Ling standing to one side, it tilted its head in some confusion:

"How is my dad?"

Somewhat dissatisfied, it had only just finished eating and fallen asleep not long ago; in the trial, Lin An had repeatedly forced it to lend its power, leaving it almost reduced to a skeletal snake.

After finally managing to get a nap, it hadn't expected to be woken up again.

If it weren't for Lin An's body being stained with much of Mo Ling's aura, given the black dragon's nature, it would probably have swallowed her whole already.

Sensing Mo Ling's aura, which was not human but rather like that of an abyssal entity, it instinctively gazed at the stunned Mo Ling and asked again:

"Who are you?"

"Are you my dad's pet?"

With a disdainful expression, in the black dragon's perception, Mo Ling, aside from having a somewhat special aura, is weak in strength, and moreover mixed with the necromantic energy it despises most.

Dad?

Pet?

Xiao Mo Ling widened her eyes; at once, startled by the black dragon's way of addressing Lin An, she was rendered speechless, even temporarily ignoring the danger behind her.

Black dragon... dad... monster...

Damn it!

Lin An couldn't possibly be a dragon, could he!?

"Bang!!"

The iron door was flung open, a large number of infected people with maniacal faces let out hoarse shouts, constantly muttering:

"I'll tell you a secret!!"

In the sudden shift, Mo Ling jerked back to her senses, no longer able to think further:

"Grow big! Carry us flying!"

"Don't let those people get close!"

Looking at the black dragon that seemed somewhat foolish, Mo Ling urged it repeatedly, her hands gripping tightly onto a corner of Lin An.

On the other side, the black dragon coiled on Lin An's hand looked down contemptuously at the rushing crowd, feeling only slightly annoyed.

What are you running for? In his perception, these are less than worms, just trash.

What the hell, the noise is deafening...

"Roar!!"

Dragon breath spewed.

In an instant, a gigantic black shadow over ten meters long occupied the entire rooftop.

Shadow fell, covering the sky and earth.

Accompanied by the overwhelming pressure of a top-tier creature, a thick column of scorching flame spewed, instantly melting the small rooftop door, and together with the large crowd rushing out, they were all burned to ashes.

"Pat-pat"

In midair, the flesh shattered by the dragon's roar shockwave turned into charred fragments that fell sparsely to the ground.

One strike cleared the field; the dragon's breath flame, reaching up to a thousand degrees, wound along the rooftop passageway like a winding snake, piercing through six or seven levels.

Looking at the effect of his casual exhale, the little guy solemnly nodded, occasionally glancing at little Mo Ling.

You see?

An unnamed little pet.

I'm this awesome, what's there to run from?

However, before the black dragon could ask Mo Ling what had happened to Lin An,

Only see Mo Ling's hands and feet flying fast, dragging Lin An as she clambered onto it, with no sense of escaping the predicament.

"Fly!"

"Smack!"

A slap landed on the dragon's head; Mo Ling gave a soft shout, signaling the black dragon to flee quickly.

"What the hell!?"

"This little worm dares to slap me!?"

As a top-tier existence's dignity, the black dragon instinctively opened its mouth to swallow it.

But in that instant, a hint of solemnity flashed across its dark-gold vertical pupils.

In its perception, the corpse ashes that should have been dead and could not die further were rapidly recovering.

Flesh writhed, skulls that incessantly groaned sprouted from the flesh and crawled forth again.

In midair, circling, the black dragon listened to Mo Ling's narration while observing the black dots on the ground.

This region was so vast that its end could not be seen even from high altitude.

It was like another human world.

Uncertain what had happened to Lin An, it could only fly as high as possible.

Sitting on the black dragon's back, little Mo Ling lowered her head and silently finished speaking everything, when a biting cold wind blew upon her face.

After a while, she couldn't help but clutch a scale and ask in a low voice:

"Who is your mother?"

"Huh?"

Blinking its eyes, the black dragon's vertical pupils held a hint of doubt, suddenly feeling uneasy.

For some reason, it always felt that this little worm behind it asking such words made even it sense danger.

"My mother?"

Shaking its head, the black dragon strained to recall its memory before encountering Lin An:

"I don't know.."

"I am an egg; I woke up having encountered Lin An."

Slightly startled, little Mo Ling couldn't help but ask again:

"You don't know? Then why do you call Lin An father?"

"Don't tell me dragons are like in movies, recognizing the first creature they see as their father!"

This time it was the black dragon's turn to be surprised; it glanced at Mo Ling:

"How do you know? Little worm? Do you also call Lin An dad?"

Although he said that, the black dragon unwilling to say more, yet fragments flashed in its vague memory.

Ignoring Mo Ling's astonished expression, it seemed to recall a figure—that was the first creature it had ever seen.

However, it didn't see it clearly.

It only remembered that the figure emerged from a black hole, smashed its egg, causing it to hatch prematurely.

Carefree and lazy to think further, if it ever encountered that guy again, it would definitely eat him.