The Molten Beast, a long-necked giant body that lives near volcanoes, walks on its powerful hind limbs, and occasionally with its slightly thinner front paws, resembling a wingless dragon, except that it does not have two broad bat wings on its back, but instead has a lump like a camel's hump.

In addition, the molten fire beast does not have fine scales like a dragon, but is covered with weed-like fluff, especially the fluff on the hump on the back is the thickest, the best warmth effect, at the same time, because the molten fire beast is extremely powerful, easy to hunt, so it is regarded by many nobles as the best clothing material, is a symbol of status.

Although in the eyes of the aristocracy, the role is only to keep warm, but because of the scarcity of numbers, in the auction hall of Houston under the jurisdiction of the Council of Magic, the price of the skin and fur of the molten fire beast is almost equivalent to a hundred times its own weight of gold coins, even if it is made of gold, the price is reduced.

According to the analysis of the DNA samples of the fur of the molten beast by the newly established biological research institute, the molten beast does have a certain degree of genetic overlap with the dragon DNA analyzed in the dragon's blood, so it can be assumed that the molten beast and the dragon must have some degree of close kinship.

Or simply the descendants of the merry old dragon are uncertain.

However, according to the usual rules on the mainland, once any demonic beast is involved with the dragon in the legend, it must not be an ordinary trouble.

Or it can simply be very troublesome.

Molten Beasts have always lived alone, but their numbers are not scarce, and there are more than one well-documented Molten Beast habitat in the Lane Kingdom alone.

However, some people will ask, since the fur of the Molten Beast is so valuable, and you know where the Molten Beast is, why not kill it?

Money, indeed, is a good thing, but it also has to be spent on life, isn't it?

The famous scholar Deng Ning once said in the footnote of "Capital": If there is 20 percent profit, it will be active; if there is 50 percent profit, it will take risks; for the sake of 100 percent profit, it will dare to trample on all human laws; and if it has 300 percent profit, it will dare to commit any crime, even risking hanging its head.

You must know that the Molten Fire Beast, as a disaster-level demonic beast, is definitely proportional to its reputation, otherwise, how could the mercenaries with a desire for profit let go of this golden mountain that can simply move?

However, in contrast to the seemingly low-hanging fruit benefits, the huge casualties paid behind it are the fundamental reasons why the mercenaries give up such considerable benefits.

There was once an unbelieving S-class mercenary gang that took over this epic task that had been dusty in the mercenary union for nearly twenty years together with several other powerful A-class mercenary groups, however, when the 10,000-strong army returned, although they brought back the fur of the hump on the back of the molten fire beast, there were less than a hundred people left, which directly led to the downgrading of the once invincible S-class mercenary group to B-level.

As for the other A-class legions that followed, they have long been history, passing in the long river of time, and they are only occasionally taken out by the old people to warn those who come after them not to be too arrogant.

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"Boss, can you send us back to die again?" On the Zeppelin, Leonardo, who was carried by the spaceship, glanced at the three brothers and sisters of Delen's relatives who were following him in a bored manner, and complained helplessly.

Derek said nonchalantly, "What, doubt my strength?"

When Leonardo heard this, he was excited, for fear of being spoofed by his unscrupulous boss again, and hurriedly patted his ass: "How come, boss! I have long admired your strength like a surging river, like a ......."

The longer you mess with Derek, the worse Leonardo's discipline falls.

Well, the main thing is that Derek's various methods of rectification are endless, and Leonardo, as a self-styled fresh meat mage, is really powerless to parry.

For example, once, when Derek heard the boss's bad words behind his back, Leonardo was startled, but when he saw Derek's expressionless face, he thought that the matter was over, who knows, when he slept soundly at night, he suddenly felt cold all over his body.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that I was actually sealed with the magic power of my whole body, tied with a rope and hung behind the airship, and blew all night, until the second junior mage group practiced in the morning, and was relieved by the unknown truth onlookers.

"Probably because your captain is sleeping in the boat and feels too stuffy, so you want to cool off outside~Don't be surprised~" Derek said.

Boss, you're a demon, my snot is frozen to my face, okay?! I almost didn't seal my mouth and covered me to death!

Since then, Leonardo, who had a detached personality, has become extremely well-behaved in front of Derek.

"Hmph, I didn't expect my cousin to be this kind of greedy and afraid of death, just put us down, let's go home by ourselves, you better hurry up and find a place to be incognito, and steal your life~" Cousin Dorothy's crisp voice sounded, but it was not cute.

Derek looked with interest at his cousin, who had a contract similar to that of a child bride, and Derek said that this girl was simply too interesting, and from the beginning, the eldest of the three siblings was very likely to be provoked by his sister.

Derek suddenly remembered that when he met them in a daze, wasn't he fighting with his eldest cousin under the bewitchment of his cousin?

But why? Derek asked himself if he had offended her?

"Don't worry, it's just a molten fire beast, I've even beaten the Beamon giant beast, will I still be afraid of a molten fire beast?" Derry glanced at Leonardo, who had a big mouth, and scolded back angrily, whoever is taunted by a loli all the way, will not be able to stand it.

Except, of course, jitter M.

"But, how can I hear that Beamon Behemoth you beat is a juvenile, cousin?

No, even if it's a newborn child, my cousin may not be able to beat it~I understand~!" Dorothy slammed her fist into her palm as she suddenly realized.

"What do you understand?" Derek knew he didn't have anything good to say, but he still wanted to know.

"It must have been that mother Beamon who gave birth to a dead baby, and just threw the child on the ground, and no one else knew about it, and then my cousin threw a stone at the dead baby Beamon eight hundred miles away, and beat that Beamon to death, right?"

You're your cousin, I'm a horn with a lot of hearts!

"I really killed Beamon, a young Beamon who was at least ten years old. Derek gritted his teeth.

"Okay, okay, you're just okay, cousin is the best, cousin next~" Dorothy dealt with very insincerely.

"What the hell do you want?!"

"Look at you, I don't believe it, you want me to believe it, now believe it, and you're angry again~" Dorothy picked her nose very unvividly in front of everyone, looked down at it, and stretched out her fingers: "That's it, if you are defeated by the molten beast, I don't want you to do anything else, you eat my nose." ”