Moeller and Rex flew out of the stone ridge together, originally Mole didn't want Rex to go hunting with him, because after losing the protection of the adult dragon, it is a very dangerous thing for the pure-blooded young dragon to appear in front of other magical beasts, and many high-level magical beasts will not be willing to let this future top magical beast live to adulthood, not to mention that eating him can also get the growth of magical power. However, Rex did not have the consciousness of becoming a "Tang monk meat" at all, no matter what Moller said, he was not willing to stay in the cave and wait for Moller to come back from hunting, even if Moller got angry later, he did not compromise, just looked at Moller with tearful eyes and said pitifully: "I don't want to hide in the cave all the time." ”

Moeller originally wanted to say that you can go out when you grow up, but seeing the determined eyes behind Rex's tears, he hesitated again, if Rex is kept under his protection, even if he succeeds in living to adulthood, can he still become a dragon that dominates the sky?

Iglas once threw Rex into Moller's illusion magic without leaving a trace, and later took him directly to the hunt as a young man. After thinking about it for a moment, Moller finally agreed to go out with Rex.

In the past few days, Moeller and Rex have already figured out the distribution of forces around them, except for the herd of cattle in the west that cannot be provoked, it is not easy to get along with a large group of water shooting elephants in the north, but the range of dozens of miles to the east and south is an area that can be hunted, because there are Fils's deposits, there are not many high-level demonic beasts here.

To the south was a swamp of water, which had risen in the past few days due to the rains, and Moller flew over it, and then unexpectedly plunged down, and two powerful hind legs lifted a mud python more than ten meters long out of the water.

The mud anaconda weighed at least half a ton, but Moller's magically infused wings were able to raise a very powerful upward force, and it was carried into the air in a light way.

The mud python's body twisted in the air, its neck bent into an S shape, ready to bite into Moller's abdomen, but before Moller flicked the thorny dragon's tail, the sharp tip of the tail pierced the back of the aquatic python's head.

Moller swallowed the dead mud python into the stomach pocket, and Rex walked around the nearby woods, finally catching a demon wolf that had come out to feed, and laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth.

With these two prey, today's food is enough, and Moller was about to return to the cave with Rex, but saw two black dots in the distant sky rapidly approaching.

It's a bipedal wyvern!

This is a kind of wurm with no horns on the top of the head, atrophied forefeet, but extraordinarily large hind feet, belonging to the most common flying wurm species, generally cyan skin, ordinary bipedal wyvern has an adult strength of 8 ranks, and the leader of the group and a small number of powerful individuals can reach 9 ranks.

Two adult two-legged wyverns nearly ten meters long flew at great speed, their sharp whistling sound like a terrifying spell. This was obviously coming for them, Rex was a little flustered at first, but then he saw that Moller next to him was just staring at each other, and his appearance was very calm, so he was also affected and quieted down.

"Ready! As soon as I move, you dodge as fast as you can. ”

Moller told Rex that he had already practiced a set of countermeasures with Rex in response to the dangers he might encounter.

Seeing that they were motionless, the two bipedal wyverns that fell from the air thought that the two young beasts had been frightened, and immediately stretched out their claws without hesitation to tear them apart.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides was less than twenty meters, Moller suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a long-stored lava breath.

The blazing magma fireball slammed into one of the wyverns in front of it with a long tail of fire, and the wyvern screamed in shock, and at the same time its mantiphant wings flashed, setting off a layer of blue light protection.

It stands to reason that both sides are wurmmons, and the breath of the underage wurmmon should not be able to break through the magic defense of the adult wurmmon, but the power of inheritance magic is added to Moller's lava breath, which not only compresses the magic power but also has the effect of explosion, so after the lava fireball hit the light shield of the wyvern, a boom was heard, and the crimson fire instantly swallowed most of the body of the wyvern.

"Whew!" the wyvern who was hit by the explosion of the lava fireball screamed and retreated more than ten meters, the skin of the small half of his body showed signs of scorching black, and some scorching lava stuck to its body, and the fire flashed with the shaking of its muscles.

The wyvern was burned painfully, but the injury fueled its ferocity, and it lunged at Moeller even more fiercely, and a torrent of cyan came out of its mouth - unlike the red dragon's fire elemental magic, the bipedal wyvern used the wind elemental.

Moller's body shrunk, and he quickly dodged the wyvern's breath attack, and the cyan torrent grazed his dragon scales, so irritating that the cracks in his scale armor hurt like countless knives scraping, but he spewed out a crystal white crystal from his mouth, only the size of an egg, and smashed it towards the wyvern's head.

Although the wyvern, who had suffered a loss once, did not understand what it was, it still reflexively ducked to the side, but the speed of the crystal was obviously beyond its expectations.

"Whew!" The white crystal suddenly burned violently, the burning power was not great, but it shot out a strong light, stabbing the wyvern in both eyes, and temporarily lost his vision.

Moller saw the opportunity, rolled over in the air, burrowed under the dragon's body, grabbed its hind legs with its two front paws, and kicked its back claws violently towards the abdomen, the sharp dragon claws suddenly kicked through the dragon's belly, and the internal organs flowed out, spilling a fishy sweet blood in the air.

The disemboweled, disemboweled, pterosaur was no longer able to take to the air, screaming and falling downward.

It was only then that Moller had a chance to take a look at Rex's side, and saw that he was catching up with another wyvern, perhaps because of his long-term training with flying balls, his agility was even higher than that of an adult wyvern, and his agile body changed direction left and right in the air, and he seemed to be at ease.

Seeing that Moller had actually inflicted heavy damage on his companion, the other wyvern roared angrily and threw away the slippery Rex, ready to pounce on Mole, but at this time Rex stopped, and the authentic dragon breath of a pure-blooded dragon interfered with his actions, Moller was slightly relieved when he saw this, swooped down to the ground below, cut off the head of the injured wyvern with his claws, and put it in the stomach pocket, and then rose into the sky, ready to deal with the remaining wyvern with Rex.

"Whew!" the wyvern let out a short, high-pitched cry of panic, followed by a few echoed roars in the distance a few seconds later, and a few black dots quickly approached this way.

Moller was shocked, and hurriedly beckoned Rex to run, and the wyvern he was fighting with tried to intercept, but was repelled by Moller's lava fireball.

The wind was whistling in their ears, and both Moeller and Rex increased their speed to the extreme, but at this time the shortcomings of the juvenile dragon were exposed, although their explosive power was not inferior to that of the adult wyvern in a short time, but after flying for a long time, the endurance was very insufficient, after flying thousands of meters at full speed, the distance between the two sides was obviously shortened, and Moeller felt that he could no longer accelerate, but the speed of the wyverns behind him continued to rise.

Seeing the extent of the stone ridge, Moeller couldn't think of a way to get out of the predicament, he did set up a few magic traps at the entrance of the cave, but that little thing was obviously not enough to deal with a few adult wyverns, and in a blink of an eye, the first few wyverns were already less than fifty meters away from them, and they opened their large mouths full of sharp teeth, and cyan light flashed in their mouths.

"Crackle!"

Just as the wyverns were about to attack, a lightning bolt lit up in the sky, and the tree-like forked lightning instantly fell, hitting the three wyverns in front of them at an undodgable speed, and in an instant, they emitted black smoke and fell straight to the ground.

The other wyverns screamed in horror and fled, and the lightning in the sky, though faint in the rain clouds, did not attack again, allowing them to flee.

"It's Fils. Moeller thought in horror, but he didn't expect this old forest turtle to suddenly become powerful and save them in danger.

"Are the two little ones alright?"

Phils's mental fluctuations came from afar.

Moeller hurriedly replied, "We're fine, thank you Phils for saving us." ”

"Recently, the demonic beasts in the forest are talking about the human magician who captured the two dragons, and there must always be a top demonic beast as the lord in this forest, I am very optimistic about the little guy next to you. Fils said this to Moeller, and he withdrew his mental power.

Moeller thought about it repeatedly in his heart, and finally understood what the old forest turtle meant, if there were no other top-level Warcraft as lords in this forest, as the only top-level Warcraft, Phils would be pushed to the forefront.

Being the lord of a forest is not something that only the old forest turtle likes to eat lichen and sleep in, but if a pure-blooded dragon is the lord, it can attract the attention of all sides, and it can still continue its seclusion without worrying about being disturbed.

Fils is now gracious to Rex, and when Rex becomes an adult, he will naturally take more care of it, maybe he has also wooed Igras like this before, for a powerful, and completely beneficial and harmless top magical beast, even a proud dragon will not provoke casually.

After thinking about this, Moller had to sigh, he really looked down on this old forest turtle before, he originally saw it gentle, and he knew to eat lichen all day long, so he ignored the fact that it was actually a top-level magical beast that didn't know how long it had lived - the life span of the Comozlin turtle was several times longer than that of the dragon, and no one even knew exactly what the upper limit of their lifespan was.

With the three bipedal wyverns killed by Fils, Moller and Rex didn't have to go out hunting for at least seven or eight days, and they worked together to skin and debone the bipedal wyverns and make them all into jerky for storage.

After a great battle, Rex was in a lot of good spirits, but if it had been before, this guy would have started babbling about his bravery just now, but now he honestly ate his share of meat, and then went to the depths of the cave to absorb the magic.

The little fart dragon who used to be hyperactive is now honestly excessive, and Moller knows that this is abnormal, but he doesn't know how to enlighten him, so he can only plan to rely on time to make the problem fade.