"Roar—"
Mo Lin and Hu Liena could hardly believe their eyes. At that moment, a flood dragon with its bloody maw wide open suddenly leaped from the lake of blood, its target fixed on the two of them in the air.
The mutation had finally appeared. The third trial of Hell Road had been strengthened!
Mo Lin was the first to react. There was no time for him to think. He spun three hundred and sixty degrees in midair, using the centrifugal force generated by the rotation to hurl Hu Liena toward the exit with all his strength. By the time he finished, the flood dragon's fangs were already right before him. Mo Lin formed his hands into dragon claws and grabbed the flood dragon's upper and lower jaws directly. Then, with a forceful push of both hands and a powerful downward beat of his wings, Mo Lin narrowly escaped from its mouth as the flood dragon fell back into the lake of blood.
Mo Lin looked toward the exit. Hu Liena had already been thrown into the white curtain of light at the exit and should be safe. There were almost no footholds around the lake of blood, and without the ability to fly, Hu Liena was practically incapable of fighting. That was why Mo Lin had chosen to throw her toward the exit—at least then he would have no worries holding him back.
The flood dragon that had fallen into the lake swiftly adjusted its posture. Half its body rose from the surface before the exit, staring intently at Mo Lin in the air to prevent him from escaping.
Mo Lin clenched his hands tightly. When he had touched the flood dragon's jaws just now, he had not felt any heat. Instead, he had felt an extreme cold,