He was ambushed by a leopard, and Moller felt like he was being hit in the face, and he knew that the guy must not be dead to stay nearby and wait for an opportunity, so he thought of a plan. Moller hid a small prey that had been slain, and deliberately made himself disgraced, pretending to be wounded and weak, and fell into the wild.

At first, the moon leopard did not appear, and Moller lay patiently until evening. The little prey hidden under him has begun to change its taste, attracting a lot of mosquitoes and flies, which more realistically creates the illusion that he is seriously injured and dying.

Sure enough, just before sunset, the moon leopard came out of the shadows and happily prepared to take a bargain, only to be hit by the magic that Moeller had been preparing for a long time, and before he could cast his natural magic "Moon Blade Attack", he was roasted by a lava fireball.

After killing the first high-level magical beast in his life, Moeller obtained a pile of flesh and blood rich in magical power and a gorgeous moon leopard fur, and also had a new understanding of the danger of this world.

Argonians generally only have a lifespan of more than a hundred years, and it takes more than ten years to grow from juvenile to adulthood like humans, and the first two years are the most vulnerable.

After the incident with the moon leopard, Moller was extra cautious and kept vigilant to survive in the forest, so that he spent five years without realizing it.

Moller, who has been a "beast" for seven or eight years, was also forced to almost go crazy by the beast life of Ru Mao and drinking blood, and his consciousness was almost assimilated by animal nature, but fortunately, the jungle life full of crises made him not think too much, and he unconsciously overcame his psychological problems under the effect of time, and now he has basically adapted to his identity.

And because of the wisdom of an adult, his magic power has also increased day by day, mixing in the forest, the area of the territory that can hunt has tripled, and after the moon leopard, another eyeless stone-skinned rhinoceros has died under his dragon magic, and since then, no high-level demonic beast in the vicinity dares to provoke him casually.

With nothing to do, Moller is committed to transforming his living environment, the cave that originally belonged to the jackal was expanded three times, adding a lot of magical defenses at the same time, but also divided into a bedroom, two storage rooms and a bathroom, the bedroom is covered with thumb-sized ore particles, for him with a set of scale armor is the most comfortable to lie on this stone bed, and the metal elements in the ore can also increase the defense of dragon scales, so it is also understandable why the dragon likes to sleep on mountains of gold, silver and gems。

One of the two storage rooms is used to store food, and the other holds a variety of magical materials, some from magical beasts and some from magical plants, which can both regulate the rapid growth of magic in his body and assist him in casting magic.

As for the bathroom, it was added recently, and there was no water in it, but a stone pit, and every time he would cast the magic of condensing the fire element to make the large pit emit flames, and then use the flames to clean his body.

For today's Moller, bathing in flames is more comfortable than bathing in hot water, and the flames can burn away the dirt and parasites that may exist in the cracks of his scale armor - after the last time the parasite appeared from Kubi's body, Moller always felt that the inside of his scale armor had been itching, and he didn't feel at ease without burning the flame every day, and the advantage of this was that every piece of the scale armor on his body was as crystal as crystal, and he looked much more civilized than other dirty monsters.

In the last few days, Moller has not had to hunt on his own, and Kubi has willingly provided him with high-quality food, in exchange for him to use magic to help Kuby's family solve the parasite problem.

Although Kubi is a high-level magical beast like Mole, the dragon blood on its body is already thin, so it can't bathe in flames as freely as Mole, so Mobi changed the effect of the magic and created a sand bath for the Kubi family - as long as some fire elements are attracted, the sand will become very hot, and rolling in it will scald the parasite to death.

The Kubi family quickly fell in love with the sand bathing place, and even planned to take a nap here every day in the future.

"Moller, though you are petite, I have to admit that you are very capable!" said Simon, the son of Kubi, as he rolled in the sand, and pretended to be mature to Moller, who was enjoying a free lunch outside.

Moeller gave this stupid big look, petite fart, labor and management are deliberate, who is like you who is just tall and not brainy.

When Moeller first met Simon, the boy had only been born a short time ago, but he was only the size of a puppy, and now he was only five years old, and his body had swelled to more than four meters tall and ten meters long, not much worse than his parents.

In contrast, Moller's horse-sized body is indeed petite, but this is because Molleton Guò deliberately used the means of inheritance memory to slow down his physical movement after studying dragon magic and deepening his understanding of magic.

At the cost of this, the magic power in his body is more refined, and the energy of the original growth ** is saved and used as a transformation in terms of strength, which is a very good deal for Moeller!

After eating a buffalo offered by Kubi, Moller stood up and habitually scratched his back with the barbs on his tail, for some reason, for last few months he had always felt itchy and a little painful in his back, even if he burned it three times a day, it could only be slightly relieved. This strange phenomenon made him worried, but it was not a strange disease, there was no doctor in this forest!

Saying goodbye to the Kubi family, Moller returned to his cave worriedly, and after he cleaned up the original bigtooth magic outside the cave, he transplanted some devil vines and used his own magic power to spawn them.

The gray octopus's tentacle-like devil vines grew so long that they completely covered his cave, not only were they very hidden, but any magical beast that wanted to get close to them had to deal with these difficult magic plants first.

Because it was generated by Moller's own magic, these devil vines did not attack him, but automatically made way when he passed, and Moller passed through this layer of devil vines, bypassed several magic traps, and was about to enter the cave to rest. At this moment, suddenly an extremely terrifying power descended from above his head, and it felt as if dozens of tons of volcanic magma were pouring down, making him tremble and unconsciously crawl to the ground!

The terrifying fire magic filled the air, the gray devil vine quickly became scorched and withered, and spontaneously combusted into ashes in a blink of an eye, and several magic traps in the outermost part were also scrapped after two "bangs", Moeller stared at the huge red figure that fell from the sky in horror, and for the first time in his life, he was deeply aware of the gap in strength between the top level and the high-level magic beasts.

"Your Majesty Iglas!" said Moeller, bowing his head in a gesture of submission to the red dragon in front of him—this was the only way to survive!

The red dragon Iglas gathered his dragon wings and squatted in front of Moeller, his body more than twelve meters tall was as huge as a mountain, making Moeller particularly small, he stared at Moeller silently, a pair of golden dragon eyes were like shining orbs, and Moeller only felt that every piece of scale armor in his body was stinging as if it had been pierced by a needle.

"Is it the dragon magic that you are learning to pass on the memory?" said a haughty voice in Moller's head, and the dragon's powerful spiritual power fluctuations shook him to the point of fainting.

"Yes. Moeller didn't dare to hide anything, so he could only honestly admit it.

"How much have you learned?" the dragon asked again, this time with a little more surprise in his voice.

"It's just a matter of condensing the magic, fortifying the cave, and creating some small traps. Moller was apprehensive, wondering if he had touched any taboo.

A shadow suddenly appeared overhead, and Moeller saw the huge dragon claw of the red dragon grabbing towards him, and his frightened soul was about to fly, but the speed of the dragon claw was too fast, and he had no ability to dodge at all, so he could only watch the dragon claw grasp his body.

"Is this going to die?" thought to Moller, as he realized that he was in the sky, and the red dragon Iglas was grabbing him and flying up the volcano.

It didn't look like it was going to throw him down and fall to his death. Moller calmed down a little, and when he reached the top of the volcano, he was thrown by the dragon into a mound of rocks, and in front of him was a cave with a strong smell of sulfur, and Iglas himself entered the cave, leaving Moller trembling outside and not daring to flee or enter.

After a few difficult quarters of an hour, suddenly Igras's order came from inside the cave.

"Come in!"

Moleyi walked into the cave, passed through a tunnel two or three hundred meters long, and the scorching air waves rushed to his face, only to see an empty huge cave with a diameter of more than 100 meters, and there were two huge red dragons lying in it, of which the larger one was Igras, and the other one was slightly smaller, with short and blunt dragon horns, which must be its mate, the female dragon.

But what Moeller cared about the most was that in the middle of the two red dragons, there was a stone platform the size of a tabletop, and in the center of the table, there was an egg the size of a coconut covered with fiery red patterns.

A dragon egg!

I have to say that Iglas is really good at some aspects, and in just a few years, he has already succeeded in making a dragon with his wife - this is a descendant with pure blood, a hundred times more difficult than the birth of a dragon beast!

"Sylvia, this is the wurm I told you, although it was born only six years ago, it has learned a lot of dragon magic and can set magic traps. Iglas spoke to the she-dragon beside her, and her voice was very gentle.

"Is it true? Don't lie to me, let it be set up on the spot. The she-dragon glanced at Moller, not as jealous as he had expected, but only to make sure if he had really learned magic.

After my wife's words, Iglas immediately ordered Moeller to set up a magic trap on the spot, and if you dare to fail, I will lose my dragon face and eat your posture immediately.

It was a life-threatening test, and Moller couldn't figure out why, but he was not qualified to ask questions in front of the two dragons, so he could only force himself to compose.

Doing things under the gaze of the two dragons, anyone will be nervous, Moeller felt that his brain was about to freeze, and he couldn't think too much at all, but fortunately, he had practiced those magic countless times on weekdays, and he could get it right with his eyes closed, so he also had some confidence in his heart, and he took two deep breaths to enter the state, and his spirit was highly concentrated, and the whisper containing magic echoed in the dragon's lair.

The two red dragons stared at Moeller's movements for a moment, although they were not yet old enough to learn dragon magic, but the inheritance memory was there, and the vision was still there, and when they looked at the gradually forming lava pool on the ground, they knew what the level was, and the female dragon Sylvia glanced at Iglas with satisfaction, praising it for doing a good job this time.

Before the magic ran out, a pool of lava of more than fifty square meters appeared in front of Moller, and then gradually disappeared, and the magic trap was formed.

Moller watched with some uneasiness as the two dragons reacted. At that moment, Sylvia, the female red dragon, suddenly stretched out her tail and jerked at the magic trap.

"Bang!" Under the great force of the dragon's tail, the lava pool that had been hidden reappeared, and the hot lava exploded everywhere, and after the lava dispersed, the bottom of the pool revealed stalagmites as sharp and hideous as dragon's teeth.

"Clever design! It's good to be able to do this in a short period of time. The she-dragon nodded.

As soon as Iglas heard that his wife had agreed, he turned to Moeller and ordered, "In that case, from now on you will live here and be responsible for laying magic traps around the cave." ”