Moeller recognized this kind of magical beast, and the first thing he saw after his new birth was this high-level magical beast called Benniu, which was also his mother's family. Adult Ben Niu generally have eighth-order strength, and at this time, surrounded by more than twenty Ben Ox, Mo Ler felt a great crisis, it was really impossible to escape under the lock-up of the Qi Engine, even if he barely took off, I am afraid that he would be intercepted by the Ben Niu's innate magic attack, so he could only protect Rex and watch the changes without moving.

"Two young dragons, why do you want to intrude on our bull's territory?" a bull who was taller than the others asked angrily, its sharp horns shaking at the hearts of Moller and Rex.

"I'm sorry, we don't mean to offend your territory, so let's leave now. Moeller lowered his posture and offered to leave, secretly hoping that the oxen did not know that the two dragons had been injured by a human magician and their whereabouts were unknown, so that they would let them leave safely despite the threat of adult dragons.

"Can you leave if you want? This is Benniu's territory, and you must pay a price for breaking into here, and the pure-blooded drake can leave, but you wurm must stay!"

"Wow kao! Ben Niu also engages in blood discrimination!"

Moller cursed in his heart, and his mind was desperate to find a way to escape, but at this time, Rex rushed forward two steps in front of Moller and said, "I'm not leaving, I'm going to be with Brother Moller." ”

Looking at Rex's scared but determined to protect him, Moller's heart was moved, but at the same time, he felt that this little guy was really adding to the chaos, saying such things would have no effect other than to anger these grumpy bulls, if they didn't get it right, they would both be planted here, and neither of them would be able to escape!

"Moller?" As soon as Rex finished speaking, Moller heard a familiar voice coming from behind the bull, and as soon as this voice appeared, the other irascible bulls fell silent, and took the initiative to separate a road, and then saw a tall female bull come over and stare at Moller.

The magical feeling of "Mom......" made Moller subconsciously blurt out a name, but he reacted halfway through and suddenly got stuck. With his adult consciousness, it is difficult to do the thing of calling his mother to a cow, let alone whether people are willing to admit that he is a son is another matter.

But the cow understood the meaning of what he said halfway through, and he paused as he approached, and stood ten meters away looking at him.

If memory serves, the cow's name was Gwendoline, and Moller was furious with her eyes, and after a while heard her say, "The two dragons have been taken away by the magician, run away, go east, and don't be here again!"

"Gwen ......"

The bull who spoke first wanted to object, but was glared at by Gwendoline and did not dare to speak, the status of the cow was respected in the herd, and it seemed that Gwendoline was still the leader of the cows, so the whole herd listened to her words, and did not intercept Moeller and Rex, Moeller looked at the cow deeply, said "thank you", and then flew high into the air with Rex, and went east as she said.

Moeller didn't know why Gwendolyn wanted her to go to the east, but after all, there was a blood connection, and since the other party was willing to let them go, he shouldn't hurt them, so he chose to believe it once.

After flying for about half an hour, he finally left Benniu's territory, and a rocky hill appeared in front of him, covered with sparse vegetation, revealing a large area of bare rocks with a faint reddish-brown color.

What Moeller needs most now is a place to settle down, where he can settle himself and the little oil bottle behind him, the volcano can't go back, and without the suppression of the adult dragon, continuing to stay there is no different from looking for death. Once he was settled, he could figure out how to leave the forest and go to the human world.

"It's quite barren here, there shouldn't be any high-level demonic beasts to set up their territory here, so let's stay here for the time being. ”

Moller said to Rex, and the two searched the hills, and Moller valued a place with a lot of huge rubble under a broken rock wall, and it would be very hidden if a cave was dug here.

Once he had decided on a place to live, Moller began to use his magic to break through the stone walls.

"Who's making noise above my head?"

Suddenly, a magnificent spiritual power came out of the rubble under his feet without warning, and then rose up a vast amount of magic power, although the magic power fluctuations were very peaceful, but he could feel the power that was not inferior to that of an adult dragon.

There's a top-notch monster here!Moeller and Rex were both taken aback, which was completely unexpected!

You must know that this place was still the territory of Iglas at least until yesterday, how could Iglas allow other top-level magical beasts to exist in his territory?

Before Moller and Rex could come to their senses, the rocks under their feet flew in all directions, and the two of them fell unsteadily under their feet before they could take off.

"Whew!"

After falling seven or eight meters, he hit a very hard thing, which made Moeller feel a hot pain, and his abdomen was even more bloody, and when he looked down, there were two blood holes three or four inches deep, since he had grown a hard dragon scale, it was the first time he was injured so lightly!

After seeing where he and Rex had fallen, Moller was shocked again, for they were now lying on the back of a giant turtle that had been huge, six turtles over fifty meters long, with a shell covered with blunt spines that had just stabbed him.

Luckily, the spines weren't long or sharp, otherwise Moller wouldn't have had these two minor wounds at this point.

Rex was in better shape than he was, except that two or three dragon scales had cracked a little - the pure-blooded dragon's defenses were much stronger than the Yarm's.

"It's ...... Comozlin tortoise?" Moeller looked at the huge 6 tortoises under his feet in amazement, and recognized the name of this top-level magical beast from the strange head with a long trunk and two blue-purple horns.

Some information from the inherited memories reassured Moller, the Comozlin Turtle was a rare vegetarian among the top Warcraft, and it was mild-mannered, so as long as you didn't provoke it, it wasn't very dangerous.

The rain was pouring down, and Moller and Rex were lying next to each other at the mouth of the cave, each doing their own thing to the sound of the rain. Moller is reading a magic book, while Rex is absorbing the elements of magic.

After the upheaval, this little guy suddenly became much more sensible, and now he began to practice as soon as he had kung fu, even more diligent than Moeller.

Where the entrance to the cave was wet with rain, some greenery was spreading, the most common lichen in the stone ridge, as fine and soft as the fluff on the hides of animals, and they were so tenacious that they would grow very quickly when exposed to sufficient moisture, often blocking their cave entrance in a few hours. In order to keep the air circulating in the cave, Moller had to stay here, burning it with a magic flame every half a day.

Seven days have passed since they met that top-level magical beast Komozlin tortoise, and the old 6 tortoise did not embarrass them, not only that, but also pointed them out to find a place to live in this stone ridge, allowing them to settle down as they wished.

However, the weather has been rainy since Lin Turtle woke up, which made the two demonic beasts on the top of the volcano where they originally lived feel very unhappy.

"Boom, boom" There was a sound of heavy, slow footsteps, and the earth trembled slightly, and it was not necessary to look at Moller to know that it was the old forest turtle Fils who had come again.

As soon as Fils got closer, there was a "prick, thorn, thorn", a sound like tearing cloth, which was Fils tearing at the lichen moss growing on the surface of the rock with his trunk. This moss is its favorite food, and the tip of its trunk is like a large sucker, and when it pulls a piece of lichen that sticks to it, it will tear off a large piece and then deftly put it into its mouth to chew and eat.

The sound of tearing cloth passed near the cave, and the old forest turtle happily ate its lichen, but at the same time, it did not affect its spiritual power to greet Mole and them.

"Yo, two little ones. Fils greeted him kindly, and with a deft turn of the elephant's trunk, the whole lichen attached to a man-high rock was removed and stuffed into its mouth to chew.

In Moller's opinion, this old forest turtle is like eating a green rag or carpet, which makes him very unappetizing, but the courtesy that should be there in the face of top-level magical beasts must still be there, so he and Rex put down the affairs in their hands and replied: "Hello Your Excellency Fils, is the lichen still refreshing?"

"Haha, it's refreshing, sweet, do you want to try it?"

"Well, no. ”

"How are you staying?"

"It's good, it's just that it's a little uncomfortable everywhere. ”

"How can it be uncomfortable? Rain is a great thing, little one, without it, there would be no forest!"

“...... Is Lord Fils full?"

"Not yet, only half-full. ”

After a few words of conversation, Fils had finished eating the lichen near the entrance of the cave and rumbled away, leaving only the depressed Moeller and Rex.

"When I asked it yesterday, it also said that it was half-full, and when will the rain stop if it goes on like this!" Rex muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Well, there will always be a time to be full, so be patient. Moller comforted Rex, in fact, he also felt that he was about to mold, but who was to blame for this, it would rain so much here, and it was their own fault.

As a top-level magical beast, the Komozlin turtle has only one use for the magic power in their body - that is, rain.

This ability sounds a bit like the dragon god in the mythology of the previous life, but the magic of the forest turtle has a very small range, only a radius of ten miles, they will continue to rain within a radius of more than ten miles, using the rain to give birth to a large number of lichens, and feed on it, and when they are full, they will bury themselves and sleep, and the next time they wake up, they will be hungry, so they will continue to eat lichens in the rain, and so on.

The old forest turtle had been woken up by opening a cave above Phils' head, and it was hungry even though it had no fire, so it rained heavily for seven days.

The rain finally stopped in the early afternoon, and Fils didn't have the strength to keep it going for the rest of the day, so there was always a time every day when the rain would stop, and that was when Moeller and the others went out hunting.