Lava breath turns out to be convenient for barbecue. Due to the initial smell of burning, Moller originally thought that the prey he had caught was ruined, but when the lava cooled into a layer of crust, the aroma of cooked meat wafted out when the crust was cracked.

Thinking that lava could not only cook meat, but also act as a seal, Moller energetically handled several other prey in the same way, allowing the lava to envelop them entirely.

The first time, he only saved about three days' rations, first, he didn't know if this method could really guarantee that the food would not spoil, and second, he was still a young dragon, and his magic power was limited, and after a few mouthfuls of lava, he felt weak and didn't dare to mess around again.

After two days, the good news was that the cooked food in the rock crust was really not **, and it was always fresh in the sealed environment, but the bad news was that the red dragon Iglas never returned, and he had to go out hunting again.

It felt very bad to enter the forest Moeller that he had hunted before, and some factors in the air made him feel that there was another powerful magical beast that had been here, maybe it was last night, or maybe it was just now, this feeling made him very uneasy in his heart, so he decided to seize the time to catch a prey and go back quickly, maybe the red dragon will come back tomorrow!

However, his dream shattered as he walked through a bush, and from the tree fifty meters in front of him emerged a flat head the size of a round table, the size of a rugby ball, and Moeller looked up just in time to meet the head!

"It's over!"

Moeller froze in place, judging from the position of the head, this guy was seven or eight meters tall, and his legs must have been long, fifty meters away in two steps, and he didn't know if he should turn around and run.

"I've heard that you can't show your cowardice when you're face to face with wild animals, and if you run away, you'll be eaten immediately......"

"This guy is so big, maybe he doesn't like my little bit of meat...... It is also possible that it is a grazing animal, and the grazing animals generally grow ......"

"No, this guy has a strong magical aura, and he is also a demonic beast, but the demonic beast is very interested in the young dragon, even if it is a grazing eater, he doesn't mind opening meat...... I'd better run......"

Several thoughts flashed through Moeller's mind, and just as he finally decided to run, the huge head spoke to him with mental power.

"You're the last wurm from Gwendoline?"

Warcraft's willingness to communicate means that there is no intention to attack, because Warcraft is not like those bad guys in TV series, who have to make a long speech before killing people to create a chance for good people to be saved. If they want to attack, they will only directly carry out the deadliest attack, and there will be no nonsense until one side dies, and if they are willing to communicate at the beginning, it means that there is a good chance that they can live in peace.

Now that the chances of being eaten were unlikely, Moller breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to answer the big head's question.

"Who is Gwendoline?"

His current spiritual communication seems to be a natural instinct, and even if it is the first time he uses it, there is no problem.

It soon became clear to Moeller that Gwendoline was the name of the female cow that gave birth to him, and judging from the fluctuating mental power of the "big head" and the patient communication, this guy was really not hostile, so Moeller gave up his plan to escape, which had little hope, calmed down, and replied with mental power: "Yes, I am Moeller." ”

"Very good mental strength. The pale yellow eyes seemed to reveal a look of approval: "It's also rare to see among us wurmists." ”

It turns out that this big guy is also a wurm.

After a few words of conversation, Moller learned that this wurm was also a descendant of Igras, named Kubi, and in terms of generation, it was a generation lower than him, because Kubi's father was a descendant of Wurm who was "sown" by Igras more than a hundred years ago, and had died more than twenty years ago - compared to the thousand-year-old lifespan of pure-blooded dragons, wurmmons can only live for a short period of more than a hundred years, and even the most powerful wurms will not live for a thousand years!

"Well, Kubi, are you here to hunt? Then I won't bother you, I'm going back to the volcano to sleep......

After a few words of conversation, Moeller wanted to slip away, he was super insecure when dealing with such a big guy, and people could trample him into meat with a casual kick.

"No, Moller, I have come to you, taking advantage of the absence of His Majesty Iglas in the Dragon's Lair, to seek your help. Kuby's blunt words discouraged Moeller from running away.

"Me?" he was confused, "I'm only a weak young dragon, how can I help you?"

"You have legacy memories. Kubi shook his huge head and said, "Except for the pure-blooded dragon, only the first generation of wurm can have the memory of inheritance, but the wurm cannot pass on this precious wealth to his descendants, when my father was still alive, it tried its best to teach me all kinds of knowledge, but unfortunately the time is still too short, and my wisdom is limited, so there are many things that I have not learned." ”

After listening to Kubi's explanation, Moller suddenly understood, it turns out that Warcraft also pays attention to knowledge is power, and he has inheritance memories, which is a fortune!

"What problem do you want me to help you solve?" Moeller asked, thinking about it.

"Come with me, I'll take you there. Kubi stepped out from behind the tree, and with a single step of his huge paws it was like a small earthquake, and at a distance of fifty meters, it took only three steps before sticking its head in front of Moller.

"Come to me. ”

At this time, Moeller naturally couldn't refuse, so he had to suppress the apprehension in his heart, kicking his nose and climbing to the top of Kubi's head.

As if riding a Ferris wheel, the altitude suddenly became several meters higher, and Moller nervously picked at the triangular scales protruding from both sides of Kubi's head with his claws, for fear of falling down.

Kubi walked with him for ten minutes before he came across a big river. The river was three or four meters deep, but it was only up to Kuby's knees, and there were many huge crocodiles more than ten meters long in the water, floating at the water's edge like driftwood, and Moeller panicked, but fortunately, those crocodiles were very afraid of Kubi, and when they saw it coming, they quickly hid in the distance, and only dared to swim back after it crossed the river.

After crossing the river, Kubi increased his speed, and his huge body shuttled freely in the dense forest, running with agility, the speed was comparable to that of a car on the highway, and Moller was blown by the wind so that his breath was a little difficult, and he only saw many forest scenes retreating backwards at a galloping speed.

Kuby's head was not a stable place, and Moller was often thrown up by its jumping movements, and he could only hold on to the scales on the back of his head, not daring to relax at all.

After a long journey, Moller estimated that he was probably forty or fifty miles away, and finally arrived at his destination. I saw a forest covered with fallen leaves, and in the forest lay a magical beast similar in size to Kubi, but smaller than him.

This is a female "long-necked salamander". Looking up the inheritance memory, Moller recognized the race of this kind of demonic beast, which belonged to the high-level eighth-level demonic beast.

Sure enough, after greeting the female salamander, Kubi introduced him and said, "This is my wife, Rena." ”

"Hello Rena. ”

Facing Rena's curious gaze, Moeller greeted politely, but he didn't think in his heart - I really don't know what the aesthetics of the red dragon is, the cow wants it, and the long-necked female lizard will not let go, and the racial span should not be too large!

At this time, a small head suddenly appeared behind the female salamander, and when she saw Moeller, her eyes immediately glowed green, and she said in surprise: "Dad, you came back with lunch?"

The words made Moller's heart tighten, but fortunately Kubi replied, "It's not lunch, it's a guest, Simon, you can't run into him, you know!"

For the little one, the guest was obviously not as attractive as lunch, and when he heard this, he snorted twice and retracted his head, but the mother salamander would not let him hide any longer, and directly bent her long neck behind her back and lifted the little one out.

The little one, who had struggled a few times in the air, was placed on the grass, but he could not stand up, and Mole only then appeared, and he seemed to be too weak to stand at all.

"The wurmon has mixed blood, it is difficult to have offspring, Simon is my first child, and maybe the last, but it has been magically unstable since birth, and its body has been getting weaker and weaker recently......"

Filled with sorrow in Kubi's mental turmoil, Moller knew that this was what he was asking for his help, so he began to search for information about the unstable magic of the newborn beast from his inherited memory.

Inheritance memory is not an ordinary memory, it is like a library hidden in the mind, and if you want to know something, you must consult it to understand. But fortunately, this kind of search is like using a search engine, as long as you think about what you want to know, relevant information will emerge.

It took a moment for Moeller to digest the information he had gotten, while Kubi and Rena waited quietly, and little Simon was also infected by his parents' solemnity, staring at Moeller silently.

After a while, Moller breathed a sigh of relief and came back to his senses, and said to Kubi, "There are many ways to cure the unstable magic of young beasts in the Inheritance Memory, but for the sake of safety, it is better to choose the mildest method. ”

"That's exactly how it should be. Kubi agreed: "None of us have any experience with this. ”

"Landor Fern Leaf, a magical plant that grows next to the lair of the Black Water King Snake, has pink-white triangular leaves, and the leaves have a faint water magic, which can soothe the magic and have no side effects, so Simon can try a little first and see the effect. ”

Moeller said what he thought was possible, and Kuby immediately went out, leaving Moeller to face Simon, who was angry for some reason, and Rena, who was silent.

Not wanting to embarrass the atmosphere, and at the same time wanting to talk, Moller began to talk to Rena, asking her about any dangers in this forest.

This turned out to open the female lizard's chatterbox, and it began to warn Moeller and Simon about the dangerous creatures in the forest, mainly to Simon, of course.

From Rena's words, Moller learned that there were swarms of demon wolves in the nearby forest, poisonous ghost spiders hiding in the trees, large mud pythons in the water that could swallow a hippopotamus in one bite, and a Cowell eagle in the sky that could tear apart a lion...... So, this forest is really full of dangers!

When Rena spoke of the dangerous poison dart sunflower, a gust of wind chased her from afar, and there was some rancid smell in the air, as if some corpse had been rotting for more than a week.

"What smell?" Moeller asked Rena strangely, the smell of this mid-range dù is very rare in the forest, no matter what kind of corpse, even if it is not eaten by carnivores, scavengers and insects will decompose it in a day or two, and it will definitely not last for more than three days - do salamanders still have the habit of storing carrion?

Rena was silent for a moment, then told Sùmorer: "That's an abominable human magician, he broke into our salamander's territory and wanted to hunt us, but he obviously didn't expect us to have Kubi, and the strength of the wurmon is much stronger than the average high-level demonic beast. Kubi defeated the magician, but before he died, he took a strange potion that protected his body with a poisonous magical power, and we couldn't get close to it, just waiting for him to rot on his own. ”

Rena was very angry about this, and began to tell Simon about the evil and terrible things of human magicians, which made Moeller, who had a human core, a little uncomfortable, but fortunately at this time Kubi also returned. Not only did he bring back a large bunch of Lando ferns, but also the corpse of a black water king snake.

Simon was really a little more energetic after eating Lando Fern, his breath was slightly stable, and he soon fell asleep next to the female lizard, and Moller also ate a little Landor Fern under curiosity, and felt that his whole body was very refreshing after entering the mouth, and then he tried to eat a little bit of the meat of the black water king snake with stronger water magic at the invitation of Kubi, and it was obvious that his magic was more fluent, and he had a feeling of physical and mental comfort.

Although it feels very good, Moller didn't eat much, what he has in his body is the magic power of the earth and fire systems, and eating a little meat of the water system of the demon beast can be regarded as a supplement of trace elements, but if you eat too much, I am afraid it will cause a magic conflict.

Grateful for Moller's help, Kubi gave him the Snake Tooth with the essence of magic condensed in the throat of the Black Water King Serpent, and invited him to stay here for a few days to make sure that Simon's condition was better before leaving.

Moller couldn't refuse, but he offered to see the magician's corpse, saying that he was curious about a human magician he had never seen before, and Kubi thought about it and agreed.

The corpse of the magician was at least five kilometers away from the woods where Kubi lived, and Moller couldn't help but sigh at his sense of smell after becoming a monster.

The corpse fell under a large tree hugged by three people, its body was black, its limbs were twisted, its facial features were hideous, and its half-rotten eyes were staring in one direction, as if it was cursing something viciously, which was particularly terrifying. The big tree and all the plants within a radius of seventy or eighty meters had completely blackened and withered, and there were many small animals, birds, and insect carcasses around it, apparently poisoned.

"Whew!" Kubi opened his mouth at the corpse, and a stream of crimson air flew out, mixed with countless bright sparks, and Moeller, who was standing next to him, felt a scorching heat wave, and then looked at the surrounding quarries were a little burnt, and it could be seen that the temperature of the air flow was definitely not low.

However, the heat rushed into the corpse, but it didn't work at all, and if you looked closely, you could see that there was a layer of black water on the corpse, blocking Kubi's fire.

"Hmph, the potion is still not weakened, and it seems that this disgusting human mage can only wait for him to rot on his own. "It seemed to the monsters like Kubi that it was natural for corpses to be eaten after death, so they couldn't understand the magician's use of vicious potions to preserve their corpses.

Moeller's eyes lit up when he saw that the magician seemed to be holding a book in his hand, and then he thought for a moment, and then said, "Kubi, I think I have a solution to this magician's problem!"

The tuber sap of a magical plant called saprophytic taro grows deep in the dense woods of the Elon Forest, inside some rotting trunks, which has the magic power to purify poison, and the next day Kubi went out for a walk, and sure enough, he found a lot of saprophytic taro in the corresponding environment.

After being splashed with the juice of saprophyte taro, the black light on the corpse gradually faded, and the toxicity dissipated.

"Moller, you're so clever to help me again!" said Kubby, cheerfully, no one wanted such a disgusting thing next to their place of residence.

"It's nothing, it's just a chance encounter...... Kubi, can you give me this corpse? I'm really curious about magicians!" Moller pointed to the big terracotta figurines and asked, many magical beasts have the habit of collecting treasures, especially those with dragon blood, so although it is a little strange to collect the corpses of human magicians, Kubi didn't think much about it, and readily agreed.

A few days later, Simon was fully healed, and Kubi kept his promise to send Moller back, along with the body of a magician sealed in a lava terracotta figurine.