As his companions retreated, Gordon began to adjust his breathing, suppressing his breath a little. He couldn't make himself as non-existent as a stone like Hilda with the [Kuroko] armor, but at least not like a humanoid celestial comet

"Conspicuous". After getting ready, Gordon took out his portable telescope, looked in the direction of the lava lake, and after making sure that there were no anomalies in his line of sight, he walked out from behind the ruins where he was hiding.

He walked towards the lava lake, but he didn't dare to get too close, but kept at least twenty meters away from the golden surface of the viscous lava lake.

In this way, in the event of an accident, he has at least the most basic reaction time. Gordon searched along the edge of the lake, and the Hayatta pork chop did not go too far, and followed from a distance of about one or two hundred meters, where the ground temperature was barely acceptable.

Nearly two hours had passed, and Gordon had circled the lava lake a full circle, but still hadn't found anything.

If it weren't for the fact that the complete disappearance of creatures in the lava canyon area was really disturbing, and the phenomenon of magma activation in the lava lake in front of him was extremely obvious, he wouldn't want to stay in this ghost place for so long.

The temperature on the shores of the lava lake is too high. Even with the protection of the effect of [He Yao] dragon qi activity, and by repeatedly taking cold drinks to cool down, after these two hours, there were still countless bubbles on his feet.

Gotta retreat. Returning to his previous position, Gordon no longer hesitated, and retreated away from the lava lake to join his companions.

"Senior Gordon, have you found anything?" Taking the recovery medicine handed by Hayatta and drinking it all to relieve the burns, Gordon shook his head,

"I can only see that the magma activity is very high, and it keeps surging, but I haven't found too many other anomalies." Speaking of which, Gordon paused,

"I can't say that I didn't find anything at all, but I noticed signs of a collapse on the shore of a lake, and because the ground was slightly melted, there was no 'ironclad evidence' such as footprints. But my guess is that some big guy might have sneaked into the lava lake from that place. "The pork chop repeatedly stroked his beard, which was almost completely curled up,

"I don't know if it's good luck or bad meow."

"It's better to retreat first and report the current situation to the guild, the number of cold drinks is running out, barely enough for the return trip." Hayatta proposed.

"That's all there is to it." Gordon nodded,

"Prepare to leave, don't let your guard down."

"Woohoo!" Gale suddenly howled. Not a warning growl, but a bark similar to speaking out loud.

It arches the bag of the pork chop with its nose, and it snorts. Gordon and Hayatta couldn't understand the meaning of the gale, but the pork chop they had been playing with all day long guessed a rough idea.

"You told me to blow up the meow with a bomb?"

"Wang!" Gordon pinched his chin,

"It sounds like nonsense, but it seems like a solution."

“...... Isn't it too risky? "Khayata clearly doesn't approve of this plan,

"If there really is some terrible creature dormant under the lava, we will anger it if we wake it up. At that point, it's likely that we're not the only ones who will be wrathed. ”

"Actually, you can try it, find a way to alarm it without angering it." Gordon looked left and right, and had some plan in mind.

"What does Gordon want to do?" Pork Chop asked curiously.

"It's definitely not okay to just throw a bomb, and when you realize that you're being attacked, any monster will get angry, and the guy who might be under the lava is no exception. But what if it discovers that movement is 'natural'? ”

"Naturally occurring meows?"

"Like a rock falling into a lava lake, right............"

"Boom—" In a series of muffled sounds, a boulder several meters square and weighing dozens of tons collapsed from the top of a stone cliff on the shore of a lava lake.

This is the result of Gordon's busy work for half a day under the leadership of Pork Chops. Find a suitable cliff, find a weak spot in the rock, punch a hole, disassemble the explosives, distribute the explosives, place the explosives, pull the leads...... If it weren't for the pork chops, even if Gordon had a bomb in his hand, he wouldn't know how to blow the stone down, and there was a high probability that he would only be able to detonate the bomb and listen to it.

The Pork Chop used up all the explosives and fuses it carried, and with the time it took for the fuses to burn, they retreated far enough.

The two of them, a cat and a dog, hid behind the ruins of a ruin, and watched the movement on this side of the lava lake with binoculars.

Unlike water, magma has a high specific gravity and viscosity. The boulder crashed on the surface of the lava lake, and instead of sinking as soon as it fell into the water, it slowly sank in, and a large amount of rock vapor burst out with a shocking temperature, making a sound completely different from what Gordon had imagined.

But anyway, the movement is big enough, and I don't know if it can really surprise some big guys.

The hunters waited quietly, while the pork chop held Gale's mouth lest the creature be out of place

The sound of "Wang" led to a catastrophe. Three seconds, five seconds, ten seconds...... The boulder is gradually melted and becomes part of the magma.

Twenty seconds, thirty seconds...... There was still no follow-up movement, as if nothing had happened. Hayatta looked sideways at Gordon, who stared through the telescope at the lava lake, not moving, not opening his mouth to respond.

Hayatta was patient and quietly observed. Dozens of seconds passed, and the already unquiet lava lake suddenly surged violently.

The surface of the lake began to rise, and a huge ridge covered with spines and sharp carapaces, like an obsidian island, floated from the vicinity of where the boulder had fallen.

Thousands of degrees of magma slipped from the pitch-black and shiny carapace like an ordinary stream of water, unable to contaminate it, let alone hurt it in the slightest.

The hunters' eyes were followed by two huge fangs rising into the sky, and a hideous head that was similar to the dragon, but much larger.

The ice-blue vertical boy, which did not match his pitch-black carapace, glanced around coldly. Gordon hurriedly pressed the heads of Hayatta and the pork chop, ignoring the scorching temperature of the ground, and completely crouched down, carefully avoiding the cold gaze.

He had seen the monster's body on the surface of the magma, and from the width of the jaws and the shape of the fangs, he was sure that this guy was the culprit who was seriously injured and drove the armored dragon away.

No wings, beast dragon species? No, the body structure is completely different, much thicker than the dinosaurs, and it doesn't look like a wyvern, and its body shape is completely different from any kind of monster I've ever seen.

The brain frantically warned, and his intuition told him that this guy's strength was not inferior to those ancient dragons who moved like a natural disaster, and perhaps, it was also one of them?

"Hidden." Gordon squeezed the word out between his teeth in a very low voice. Hayatta Pork Chop held his breath, and even was usually complained about by Anhill

Gale Wind, who "has the guts growing outside the stomach", also held his head and tightened his neck.

"Whoa—" It was the whistling of a massive amount of air being pumped away. Pork Chop looked nervously at Gordon, the monster clearly preparing for some kind of attack.

Gordon remained motionless on the ground, his hands on the pork chops and Hayata's necks to prevent them from suddenly getting up and exposing them.

They were far enough away and hid behind the ruins that they couldn't be seen, and the strong smell of sulfur in the volcanic area avoided the possibility of an outburst of smell, and they didn't make a sound, and they wouldn't be discovered because of this.

Gordon firmly believes that the monster did not find them, and that if he did not calm down at this time, he would become the target of the monster.

"Boom ——!!" What a bang. Is it roaring filial piety or spitting? Is the voice sharp or muffled?

No one can tell. Countless wind blade-like turbulences swept through the surroundings along with the terrifying sound waves, scraping on the hunters' armor like knives

The noise of "rattling". And this is just the aftermath. When everything was calm again, there was a sound of magma swelling in the direction of the lava lake, and the beast seemed to be back to the bottom of the lava lake, but the hunters still did not dare to move.

I just lay on my stomach for a few more minutes, until the heat was really unbearable, and then I carefully got up.

The black beast is gone. On the shore of the lava lake, the stone cliff where the boulder had been blown off completely disappeared, and was replaced by a huge ravine nearly 100 meters long.

Golden-red magma poured into it, forming a straight river of magma.