Handing the umbrella to Lilia, Inkmark walked straight out, walking across the pitted ground from the battle, to the side of the Wyvern, and picking up the heavy ball.

He didn't release the monster jaw dragon inside to exchange feelings, he just pressed the button on the heavy ball, and the heavy ball suddenly became the size of a glass pinball and was locked!

Ink Mark knew that the Monster Jaw Dragon was definitely not convinced, and it was only because it was forced by the claws of the Tyrannosaurus to hang on its head before, and it was afraid that the Tyrannosaurus would directly step on it with one claw, and even the ball with the dragon would be directly stepped on and shattered.

Had to give in!

"Inkmarks, have you subdued the Monster Jaw Dragon?"

Lilia trotted, not caring about the rain splashing on her little boots and stockings, propped her umbrella up to the ink, and looked curiously at the heavy ball pinned to her waist by the ink.

"Well, it's okay to accept it for the time being."

Inkmark looked around, staring at the dense fossil elves surrounded by water, his brows furrowed slightly.

This number of fossil elves can easily trample them into meat sauce, perhaps usually forced by the obscenity of the strange jawed dragon for many years, and dare not resist.

But at this time, the Monster Jaw Dragon was subdued by himself, and although it seemed that the Tyrannosaurus had won over the Monster Jawed Dragon, it would not necessarily scare these fossil elves.

If so many fossil elves collectively start a riot, even champion-level elves will probably be exhausted, right?

"Roar—"

The two ice dragons stood up, and after barking at them twice, they turned and left, and the other fossil elves behind them made way for the two ice dragons.

After the ice and snow dragon left, the other fossil elves also began to leave one after another after a period of restlessness, back and forth.

"Thank you, Ice Dragon!"

Lilia stood on tiptoe and shouted at the ice dragon with only two small backs left.

An ethereal cry like an ice fountain in a cold mountain came from a distance, and the kindness in it could be clearly felt.

Ink Mark glanced at the girl, although it was obvious that something had happened, but he didn't ask anything, Ink Mark was not a person who talked much.

"I saved the children of the Ice Dragons, and they helped me get out of the snowfield, so I guess I should be friends with the Ice Dragons!"

But the ink marks didn't ask, but Liliai took the initiative to speak, gently lifting the pale blonde hair next to her ears, and the girl said in her glutinous and soft voice.

"Hmm."

Inkmark nodded slightly, but was clearly absent-minded, thinking about how to get out of the island.

According to the leader of the Archaeopteryx, Fossil Island is inhospitable, and the surrounding waters are completely devoid of other islands, making it almost impossible for human ships to pass by.

Is it impossible to build a raft?

However, building a raft is not realistic at all, not to mention the problem of food, let's just say that there is no direction at all on the endless sea, and the final result is that the two of them are lost in the sea forever.

With her mouth puffed out, Lilia bared her little tiger teeth at Inkmark's back, obviously dissatisfied with Inkmark's absent-minded attitude.

He told him what happened during this time, but he didn't tell himself, and he promised so perfunctory......

Suddenly, Ink Marks turned around violently and glanced at Lilia, both of whom could see the look in each other's eyes.

They felt a familiar energy, the same energy they felt when they had disappeared strangely from the forest and were teleported here.

Ink Blinked his eyes, which were a little sour from wearing contact lenses for a long time, and his face became solemn.

He didn't know what the purpose of that mysterious force was this time, and he didn't know if it was friend or foe, but at least he couldn't let his guard down.

A faint golden light lit up the ink-streaked eyes.

Golden?

Inkmark seemed to think of something, but couldn't remember the specifics.

"Tyrannosaurus, water cannon attack!"

Suddenly, the ink mark pointed towards an empty space, and shouted, even if it felt a little strange, the Tyrannosaurus did not hesitate, and a water cannon directly bombarded out.

To the surprise of the Wyvern and Lilia, the water cannon did not pass directly through the space as expected, but was intercepted as if it had hit something substantial.

"Qiang—"

With a metallic sound, I saw a golden ring appear out of thin air at the place where the water cannon was bombarded and fall to the ground.

"What is this?"

Seeing the golden ring appear out of thin air, Lilia's eyes widened, and she walked over with the inkmarks.

Ink Mark slowly brought his hand closer to the golden ring, and after confirming that there was no danger, he directly picked up the golden ring.

The ring is not large, only the size of a bracelet, with a metallic texture, and the overall appearance is bright gold.

Inkmark was sure that this was the golden ring he had seen before he came here in the forest.

"Hey, give me my stuff back!"

A childish voice suddenly sounded out of thin air.

Frightened, Lilia hurriedly approached Inkmark's side and nervously grabbed Inkmark's arm.

In the gaze of the two, they saw that the space in front of them suddenly distorted, and then a petite elf floated in the air and appeared.

It was a two-horned, yellow-green eyed elf with a golden ring hanging from the left corner, but nothing on the right horn.

The elf puffed out his mouth with a puffed out face, crossed his hands on his hips, stared at the other golden ring in Moji's hand, and said in a majestic voice: "Don't you know that it's wrong to take other people's things indiscriminately? Give it back to me! ”

Looking at the elf he didn't know in some surprise, Moji glanced at the golden ring in his hand again, and suddenly put it in his pocket: "What you said was yours is yours?" I said it was mine! ”

"You, why are you like this!"

Seeing the golden ring being put into his pocket by the ink marks, the elf suddenly became anxious.

"Ah, I remember, I've seen it in books, you're the legendary Phantom Elf, Hupa!"

Liliai, who had been walking beside her so brow-browed and meditating, suddenly exclaimed, and pointed to the little elf who could hang a soy sauce bottle with an angry face and a pouting mouth.

Inkmark glanced at the girl beside him, and had to sigh that he usually reads a lot, but his written knowledge is still not as good as Liliai's, even if it is called a humanoid encyclopedia.

"Hmph, that's right, I'm the greatest Master Hoopa! Now that you know my name, be afraid, return my aura to me if you are afraid, and Lord Hopa forgive you for your great disrespect! ”

The girl pointed out the origin, and the little elf suddenly transformed the atmosphere on his face into pride, looking high and arrogant.

Although no matter how you look at it, there is a sense of pride that a five- or six-year-old child has been teasing and bullying by adults, and then finally raised his eyebrows and exhaled.