Mo Beasts Pt. 1

The fight was going on for a while with both Lianfeng and Wugang now on their beasts above me, although sudden intermittent bumps against the force-field were becoming annoying.

A large resounding crack appeared across the force-field. Both of them immediately flew their beasts away from each other to watch.

"SOMETHING IS NOT RIGHT," Wugang yelled out.

"I CAN SEE THAT."

"YOU GET HIM FIRST, I WILL STAY HERE." Wugang pointed at me.

I turned around to watch the pressure of the bumps increasing into little hills on the force-field. Minor cracks were showing. Whatever was outside was also trying to get in.

I promptly stood up and stepped away.

Lianfeng got his dragon down to me. "JUMP ON".

One jump.

And I was riding his dragon away from the ground as it cracked opened.

Seatbelts and harness were not required. The scales seemed to mold to my calfs and thighs. Still felt like a rollercoaster ride as it lifted off.

So that's how the two of them appear so impressive fighting.

Where the fractures on the force-field were, a large paw broke through. Red aura was radiating from it. And noises of scuffling from the outside rushed in.

"MO BEASTS!" Wugang exclaimed.

Zaixing's intention to transmigrate me into Jinshi has to be f**king shit.

Less than two weeks in this world and I get to face their ultimate monstrosity. The details on them reminded me of several carnivorous Tyrannosaurus Rex with magic on a rampage.

Why don't dinosaurs just die out here like on earth? Now Jurassic park has been thrown into the mix.

"Let it break through the formation. At least we won't be flying out blind," Lianfeng said as his dragon passed Wugang, who nodded.

Come to think of it, my maternal cousin didn't seem like a bad person. Only liked fighting, but then again, Xuanlong sect was known for martial arts.

Less than a second after Lianfeng's words, a large resonant boom resounded. The force-field burst into smithereens.

All three of us were staring up at one gargantuan reddish dragon.

Far bigger than both of Lianfeng's and Wugang's beasts combined.

Far bigger than what they described of a Tyrannosaurus rex on earth.

Lianfeng's dragon looked like a foetus in comparison now.

My head turned back to see some of the students on the ground. Of the whole of Mount Bei, only ours were swarming with around five mo beasts. Plus this one in the sky. Some groups were still fighting with them. From afar, I could see the elders flying in, either on beasts or swords.

"Shit."

No sooner did he say the word.

A swat. Wugang went straight into free fall.

Lianfeng immediately directed his dragon to follow after.

The phoenix had faded into nothing. A definite sign that Wugang was seriously injured.

Lianfeng's dragon took a steep dive at breakneck speed to rush after Wugang's spinning body.

The large mo beast had problems being agile due to its size. It was attempting to turn… well like Humpty Dumpty. In fact, it looked so miserable that I almost felt sorry for it.

"GRAB HIM IF YOU CAN."

Huh? Me. Okay. That's me against the gravitational pull.

Wugang may look like he is around 75kgs but at this rate of fall, he may weight twice as much because of velocity. Physics... why did physics enter my mind? Ignorance is bliss!

His body was in clear sight, soon within reach. My brain should have slammed to the back of my skull from the gravitational impact. They often say suicidal jumpers die mid fall, before impact.

Somehow in this world, earthly physics don't quite work out. I reached out. Arm grab. Wrist caught. Yank.

And Lianfeng's dragon immediately sloped horizontally, just a few meters above the jagged rocks. Lianfeng turned around and helped me to pull up an unconscious but bleeding Wugang.

The scales of the dragon melded around around Wugang at its owner's bidding.

And slowly descended another clearing. Just above ground, it disappeared. Three of us fell with a thud. My bum has never hurt so much in its life - it's like being slammed through a story of thick concrete walls.

"Wugang!" Lianfeng quickly crawled to his side.

"Lian...Feng...save...your...selves...," Wugang coughed up blood as his eyes fluttered.

I tried standing but my legs were wobbling. So a short crawl it was.

To check Wugang's pulse. A firm press. Thready. Bradycardia ... probably since this world had no watches.

I pushed both his eyelids up to look at his pupils. Definitely visible differences between size.

On Earth, he would be in an ambulance, not on a dragon. In an emergency room. With access to an intensive care unit, an operating theatre, neurosurgeons, trauma surgeons and nurses, plus CT and MRI scanners.

Not with two teenage boys in shock. In the buttf**k of nowhere. Surrounded by trees. Then on Earth, there were no magical beasts, several times the size of Dubai's Burj Khalifa.

Lianfeng started vomiting a lot of blood. If this was a Korean love drama, they both have cancer now and will die in a week. Only missing is the girl they love. Melodrama was perfect for this scene, if it wasn't a real serious situation.

"Help me to get him into a sitting position." Lianfeng shifted himself into the same cross legged position.

Ahhh Chinese wuxia drama. The effervescent youthful periodic drama of transferring internal energy and every bone shall mend.

F**k my life, I am after all stuck in a world where ling qi, yin and yang system plus where the supernatural live out of the closet now. Not to mention, I talk to a deity who left me to my own devices after dumping me here.

On Earth, they probably pump me with a shitload of lithium in a locked up mental ward under the diagnosis of hallucinatory psychosis. When you talk to a god, it's prayer but when a god talks to you, on planet Earth - it's schizophrenia.

Of course, I did as I was told.

I sat Wugang up and watch Lianfeng do his thing.