Chapter 185 Speculations About the Abyss!

Witt stared blankly at his empty right claw. If flying had not been deeply engraved in his bones, he might even forget to flap his wings behind him!

He never thought that he would pick up his father's dragon scale here.

He never thought that his father would leave him a message!

However, Witt calmed down quickly.

"Time is short, long story short, be careful of the abyss..."

Witt repeated the words his father left him in a low voice, and then fell into deep thought.

Time is short, it should not refer to danger or something like that, otherwise, his father would have no need to leave this dragon scale.

Last time, his father had mentioned that due to his own existence, it was difficult to capture the timeline of Witt, who was closely connected to his bloodline.

Therefore, time is short here, it should just be simply saying that there is not much time for this exchange.

He was not even given time to ask questions.

Be careful of the abyss, this sentence shows that the abyss in his father's mouth is very dangerous, so dangerous that he must seize such a tiny opportunity to remind him.

So, where is the abyss?

In Witt's mind, the strange breath that transformed the normal dragon beast into the fallen dragon beast emerged.

"The breath of the abyss... sounds really appropriate."

But if it was just that kind of breath, it shouldn't make my father so nervous.

So, the focus should not be on that breath, but on the strong man who left the breath, or even the power.

To make a long story short, it seems to be nonsense, but it contains another meaning. My father knows a lot about the abyss, but because of time, there is no way to explain it to him.

Moreover, in the last conversation, my father also mentioned the abyss.

A supreme will that searches for a world with life everywhere, destroys it, and hangs it on itself as a trophy!

Although there is only this sentence, it has already explained the power and danger of the abyss.

Being able to hang the destroyed world on itself, isn't it powerful?

According to your own preferences, destroying the world with life, isn't it dangerous?

It's hard to imagine that such an existence would actually target the dragon world where he is!

"No, no, I shouldn't think like that!"

Although the enemy's strength made him feel suffocated, Witt remained calm.

If such an existence took action personally, the world should not be so quiet.

Witt looked up at the night sky.

The stars were still gorgeous, without a trace of haze.

Although Winters said that she had not heard of the existence of mythical level, but, if she had not heard of it, did it really not exist?

What about the Supreme?

It's just that they may now be in a corner of the world that no one knows about, silently resisting the invasion from outside the world.

Just like the world where his father once lived.

A three-inch Supreme existence almost invaded the abyss.

Thinking of this, Witt's emotions calmed down a little.

Of course, he also knew that these were all used to comfort himself. What is the truth of the matter, who knows, anyway, he is definitely not qualified now.

In comparison, he cares more about his father's strength. Since he saw the existence of the abyss in advance, why didn't he stay in this world.

If it is an enemy, shouldn't he be killed?

Could it be that his father was not a match for the abyss?

No!

From the casual tone his father used when he mentioned the abyss, it can be seen that his father was not afraid of the abyss.

Or is it a problem of this world itself?

It is possible that his father is an existence that has jumped out of the long river of time, but this time, when it comes to his problem, he only left a sentence.

However, this problem is still too far away from him.

Since I can't figure it out, then don't think about it!

Witt shook his head and then began to sort out his own situation.

"Magic!"

When this word was mentioned, a gleam of light flashed in Witt's eyes!

Witt asked himself if he had the courage to carry rules and laws with his flesh.

Although his flesh is almost invincible among dragons of the same age, this is only the legacy of his father, and he may not be able to do it himself.

Only magic is the path he has been working hard for.

Thinking of this, Witt lowered his head and looked at his body.

Other dragons may not see it, but he can feel that his body is constantly devouring the surrounding elemental power to strengthen his body.

"It will stop!"

Muttering, Witt glanced at the dragon cave above, and felt a little more urgent in his heart.

Of course, it was only a few points.

No matter how anxious he was, he was still just a young dragon, and the growth of young dragons was regular.

Eating well and sleeping enough was the best growth.

Extra things may not bring benefits to oneself, and may even affect one's own growth.

As for the abyss!

The other party obviously did not have the confidence to forcibly occupy this world.

Otherwise, there would not be so many small actions, and what he had to do was to listen to his father's warnings, be careful of the abyss, and wait for his own growth.

Of course, the pace of exploring magic is unlimited.

Time is the most important point in accumulating magic.

Especially for him, the longer the time, the higher his achievement in magic.

Shaping magic and mental magic are just a transition.

When his body returns to normal, magic will shine with the most brilliant light in his hands, he firmly believes in this!

Thinking like this, Werther glanced at the dragon's lair above again, and then flew in the direction of Antavana and the others.

In fact, apart from the dragon scale, there are no good things in the warehouse of the Nether Fire Dragon Beast. The most abundant ones are some metal ores.

Others are just crystals, stones and the like.

"It seems that Youyingdramon's taste is not very good either!"

Werther muttered in a low voice until he saw the mithril on Antavanna's paw, which was as big as her fist!

After being stunned for a moment, Werther rolled his eyes.

"Antavana, the metal in your hand looks very beautiful. It is similar to the color of my dragon scales. Why don't you give it to me?"

Antavana glanced at Werther with a strange expression, and then threw the mithril in her hand to him.

"I just haven't received the education you have received. You are neither stupid nor stupid, and there is a blood inheritance. But I still know Mithril!"

The smile that Werther had not shown suddenly froze on his face and turned into embarrassment.

"Uh... okay, then this mithril..."

Antavana waved her hand indifferently.

"That thing is only useful in alchemy and magic circles. To me, it is no different from an ordinary piece of metal. Just take it!"

Linstar on the side looked at Werther with a strange expression. He did not expect that Werther, who had always been serious and serious, would actually do such a thing.

However, when Werther's eyes turned to him, he quickly put away his strange expression and pretended not to hear anything.

This should prevent him from being silenced...