That massive body, scales like a black python, huge talons, sharp horns on its head, a row of bone spines on its back, and those bone wings that can cover half the sky when spread open. This is a dragon?
As if responding to the shock and awe of the uncultured commoners, the dragon raised its head and let out another roar, before swooping down towards Safiya in a gliding motion!
Perhaps it was being captivated by the imposing presence of this legendary creature, or perhaps it was because her feet were frozen and she truly couldn't move, or maybe it was because she was mesmerized by the opponent's wings that, when unfurled, were colored like a gradual gradient of the ocean and green leaves. Safiya stood motionless, staring dumbfounded as the dragon landed in front of her.
The enormous wings of the opponent flapped, stirring up a cloud of snow! And the snowflakes that rose were instantly melted by the dragon's heavy breath, becoming glittering droplets in the morning sun. So everything in front of Safiya's eyes seemed to be a scene with cinematic special effects, dazzlingly hazy and dreamlike! Then, in the dreamlike special effects, on the back of the handsome dragon, a prince appeared, dressed in black robes with flowing silver hair, looking handsome.
Safiya asked God for a carpet, but God threw her a Black Dragon Prince.
So it seems, whether you are human or divine, if you stay idle at home for a long time, you are prone to developing senile dementia.
The Black Dragon Prince stood proudly atop the dragon, and the moment he saw Safiya, he nimbly leapt down from the high dragon's back! His black robe billowed as he landed firmly on the ground.
Safiya ran away!
Seriously, her attire and the metal mask on her face are exactly the same as those black-clad warriors, aren't they? Even though she's not holding a weapon, she came riding a dragon, didn't she? She's clearly a level above them! I might be able to crush her to death without even needing a weapon!
Unfortunately, Safiya's escape from the palace this time was not as fortunate as the last time. Before she could take the third step, she was caught!
Real punch. Like a hungry tiger pouncing, fierce, decisive, stable, accurate, and ruthless!
Although cushioned by thick snow, Safiya's chin, knees, and palms were still severely bruised and scraped. Due to the sudden occurrence and violent impact, the clumsy child even bit their own tongue, causing a metallic taste and stinging pain to fill Safiya's mouth.
The man in the black robe who tackled Safiya suddenly paused, his entire body stiffening, then abruptly pulled off his mask! He flipped her over completely, grabbing her bloodied arm, and then greedily licked the warm blood on her skin.
Safiya's tears, forced out by the pain, turned twice in her eyes but had not yet had a chance to fall when they were scared back in!
Who are you?
He licked me!
Ahhh, why?!
The Black Dragon Prince's elegant and beautiful silver hair was fluttering and flying next to his face in the cold wind. From Safiya's perspective, she could only see the firm brow ridge, the narrow and upward-slanting eyes, the long eyelashes, the long and high-bridged nose, and the overly blood-red lips that were hidden behind the strands of hair.
Although he is a rather good-looking man, he is a bit scary.
The arm that was caught by the other party was bitterly cold, even though they were two anthropomorphic beings together, but Safiya just felt like a frog being watched by a poisonous snake, instinctively fleeing the terror of being the prey. As soon as she tried to silently retreat a little, she was immediately pinned down by the throat by the other party!
The man looked up slightly, giving Safiya a threatening glance as she moved around restlessly.
Safiya was startled the moment their pupils met. Red! The eyes were blood-red! That gaze was no different from that of a wild beast! How terrifying! This person was definitely not human!
Hmm? One moment.
Silver-haired red-eyed, this characteristic description seems to have been seen somewhere before.
Pale skin, cold and handsome appearance, and a love for fresh blood. Hmm, could it be. No way? It's daytime right now. Safiya's back is really getting chills this time, and the corner of her eye can't help but glance at the other person's teeth.
The man had already positioned himself over her, licking his lips in search of new wounds, and quickly set his sights on Safiya's scraped chin. In the small space shrouded in a black cloak, the man's lowered gaze and gentle caresses made the naked human girl feel extremely uncomfortable. His powerful body, the overwhelming pressure, the strong restraint, and the strands of hair that tickled her neck all made her deeply distressed. The metal buckles and medals on his military uniform dug into her painfully, and the icy cold snow behind her was almost freezing to her numb back! Even though she was embraced, she felt no warmth at all, and Safiya finally realized that it was not she who had frozen up and reacted slowly, but that the other person had no body heat at all.
Zombies without breath, heartbeat, or body temperature. And so...is it really...that one?
