"Hey, Kuby, it's a big takeaway!"

Moller stood on a boulder and greeted Kubi as he returned, the salamander-hybrid wurm was carrying a piece of wood more than ten meters long, and threw it into the pit in front of Moller, and the wood hit the ground with a "clang" sound, apparently the wood was very hard.

Moeller arranged for Kubi and the other two dragons to go to the forest to find hard wood and move it over, and by this time the pit in front of him had piled up hundreds of cubic meters of wood, all of which needed to grow for hundreds of years to be the thickness of a bucket.

The hard, damp wood was hard to ignite, but under the breath of the high-level demonic beasts, it quickly began to burn, and flames several meters high gradually rose from the large pit where the wood was stacked, and Moeller watched condescendingly, until all the wood was completely burned, and he asked Kubi and them to splash wet dirt on the fire.

The mud-covered wood could not be burned completely, and after a day and a night of smoke it gradually went out, and when the great pit was dug again, all the wood had turned into charcoal, and it was a fine silver frost charcoal.

The charcoal was powdered by the claws of the earthwalker, mixed with the sulfur that Moller fished out of a lava pool in the center of the volcano, and then mixed with the powder of the dried branches and leaves of a fire-based magical plant to form a magical version of gunpowder.

It's not that Moller didn't think about making real black powder, but there doesn't seem to be natural saltpeter in this world, and the power of black powder is also limited, and the effect is not as good as the magic bomb made by the alchemy magician, so this idea can only be shelved.

Just as beeswax was used to seal the cicada-winged royal jelly, Moller sealed the magic powder in a stone bottle shaped by zài himself out of magma, like the thin-necked bottle used in bowling, buried above the dragon's lair, and directly below it was a lava pool created by Moller's dragon magic, and when the trap was triggered, they would fall with the stalagmites and then explode in the pool of lava filled with flames.

Iglas was very interested in the bombs made by Mole, and had Moeller detonate dozens of them around it, and after the explosion, it was undamaged, except for a cloud of charred black marks, and the red dragon smacked his lips and said, "Very comfortable!"

Moller rolled his eyes in his heart, and at the same time a little deflated, he thought that he had made a bomb, and what great effect would be there, but it turned out to be just a relaxing massage for the dragon who defended against perversion!

When Moller rearranged the magic trap, the hatching of the dragon eggs was also coming to an end, and Iglas and Sylvia became very nervous, they kept guarding the side all the time, even Moller was not allowed to approach, and the two red dragons took turns scorching the ground around the eggshell with their breath more frequently, providing the young dragons in the eggs with the fire and magic needed to hatch.

Moeller had no intention of looking forward to the birth of a serious dragon young master or miss, he arranged the defense tasks of the earth dragons and flying dragons, checked the magic traps, and then directly found a secluded place in the corridor to fall asleep, this time of busyness made him a little tired, and he urgently needed a good night's sleep.

When he woke up again, Moller was awakened by the roar of wurmmons outside the dragon's lair, and the voices of those wurms were full of anger, obviously bad for the attack.

Realizing that something was wrong, Moller hurriedly ran to the entrance of the cave. When he reached the entrance of the cave, he saw a group of humans fighting the wurms outside.

After being reborn in this magical world, Moeller was still a little excited when he saw humans for the first time, and he looked at them carefully, and now they were not much different from earthlings, but they looked thicker and stronger, and their heads and eyes were more colorful.

There are a total of twenty-two human beings, wearing smart narrow-sleeved robes, different colors, and some complex magic patterns are carved on them, which look very exquisite, they should all be magicians, and some of them are holding staff of different shapes, and the spar on the top of the staff is very dazzling.

By this time, the humans were already standing at the foot of the volcano, and they were fighting a dozen wurms, and many powerful breaths and magic spewed out of the wyverns' mouths, causing smoke and fire in an area in front of the dragon's lair, while the earthwalkers tried to pounce on the humans, tearing them apart with their sharp claws and teeth.

However, the methods of those twenty or so magicians are obviously very powerful, these adult wurmmons are all high-level demonic beasts of 8th and 9th order strength, each of them is much stronger than Moeller's current magic power, but at this time, they are beaten to a disadvantage.

I saw a middle-aged magician holding a white staff, he transformed the surrounding rocks into a flock of giant eagles, and entangled with the flying dragons in the air, although the giant eagle's body was not as large as the flying dragon, but it was accused of being very flexible, their claws and hook-like beaks were very sharp, and they could cause damage to the bodies of the flying dragons.

This magician should be a transfiguration school, and he can control dozens of transformational stone eagles of this kind at the same time, which shows that the research on metamorphosis magic has been very in-depth.

Next to him, another companion held a black-skinned magic book in his hand, and after a spell, a cloud of octopus-like vines came out of the magic book, and quickly grew into a large black bulb as tall as a person, the pattern was like a pine cone, and from the bulb extended a dozen gray-green vines the thickness of a bowl, with many dark red jagged narrow leaves, and all the earthly dragons that wanted to pounce on them, the vines would be pulled like whips, and the powerful wurmists were also pumped to the ground, and the scales of the powerful dragons became scarred。

This is the man-eating snake fern!Passing on the memory of Guò, Moller recognized the name of this strange plant, a very powerful Rank 9 magic plant that lived in a swamp full of bones, and the adult plant was able to hunt other high-level magical beasts for food.

The magician who controls the swamp magic fern should be a life-schooler, but it seems that he can control this magic plant, and a large part of it relies on the power of that magic book, and his own strength is not as good as that of the first magician.

There are also a few mages gathered in one place, obviously elemental, their role is to control several water belts, intercepting the magic attacks of the wurmmons, it is not easy to cast water magic near the volcano, Moller noticed that they all have a fist-sized blue magic crystal at the top of their staffs, this thing must have helped them a lot.

After a moment of fighting, a dozen wurms were in retreat, and Moller couldn't help but worry about his future, when he suddenly heard rumbling footsteps behind him, and looked back, only to see that Iglas had come behind him at some point.

"Moller, I command you to keep an eye on the entrance to the cave and not let any despicable human in, or I will kill you!"

Iglas gave an angry order, knowing that the red dragon had been provoked by the invading humans at this time, and Moller hurriedly agreed, and then saw it fly out of the dragon's lair in the angry dragon groan, and swooped down on the magicians below the mountain.

After the dragon appeared, the wurmmons were invigorated, and they immediately strengthened their attacks, changing their previous decline.

The magicians were also busy, several elemental magicians put their staffs together, and after a dazzling magical light, a transparent water ball with a diameter of about half a meter appeared above their heads, and the ripples of the water ball continued to bloom with soft light.

Igras was extremely fast, and in an instant, he pounced at the foot of the volcano, and when a mouthful of dragon breath spewed out more than thirty meters, a torrent of flames like a waterfall poured towards the mages.

In order to welcome this breath of dragon's breath, the elemental magicians spread the water ball condensed together into a water cover, and the water light expanded to envelop all twenty-two magicians inside, and when Igrath's breath sprayed up, it was blocked by the light shield, and the flames slipped elsewhere.

A breath didn't work, but as Iglas flew over the mage's heads, he suddenly struck a hard blow with the dragon's tail.

The dragon's tail smashed fiercely, and the water cover that had been consumed a lot by the dragon's breath suddenly exploded with a "boom", and the bodies of several elemental magicians trembled, relying on the staff in their hands to not fall, but they obviously suffered some damage because the magic was broken.

Iglas circled back and attacked again, when an old mage with a white head and beard who looked the oldest among the several magicians suddenly stretched out his short black wand, and then saw a nearby rock suddenly transform into a dragon spear seven or eight meters long, flying off the ground and piercing the heart of the red dragon.

The vital part was attacked, and Igras did not dare to hold it up, so he hurriedly used his right wing to shoot the dragon spear away, but although he shot the dragon spear away, he was blocked from the momentum, and as soon as the speed was delayed, the magic of the other three magicians had been completed.

I saw that the three magicians each threw a blue stone into the air, which was originally only the size of a fist, but after flying to the control zhì, the volume instantly expanded a hundred times, becoming the size of a square table, and then these stones were deformed for a while, and they turned into three demon snakes with blue wings, each of which was the thickness of a bucket and more than ten meters long!

"Feathered Serpent!"

Moeller hid at the entrance of the dragon's lair cave at the top of the volcano and watched the battle situation below, and couldn't help but exclaim softly when he saw this scene, the Feathered Serpent is also a very powerful top-level magical beast, not much worse than the dragon.

Unless it is a superficial ornament, the stronger the transformation object itself, the more powerful it will be after successful transformation. In other words, the feathered serpent transformed by these three magicians, as long as it is not a showmanship, then it will more or less have a bit of the power of a top-level demonic beast!

The three feathered serpents naturally couldn't be flowers, they flapped their wings and flew in the air, and the air stirred up waves of magic in the air, trapping Igras like a cage, and it was suddenly unable to swoop down to attack those magicians.

Although this siege is only temporary, Moller knows very well that Iglas has consumed a lot of mana in order to hatch young dragons these days, even if he takes the treasure that the wyverns found to replenish his magic power, his strength may not be able to fully recover, once it is blocked at this time, it will not take long to exhaust his strength, and it will be dangerous at that time!

Fortunately, with Igras's containment, the wurms regained the initiative and firmly guarded the passage up the mountain, stopping the mages from footsteps.

Moeller was drawn to the battle below, and he was very worried that the two dragons would be defeated, and that if those magicians broke into the dragon's lair, a young wurm like him would probably be cramped and skinned and turned into a pile of potion materials!

And just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly smelled a few unfamiliar breaths on the tip of his nose, as if something was approaching the entrance of the dragon's lair.

Moeller was startled, and realized that he should never stay here to watch the battle at this time, since these people dare to come to slay the dragon, they will definitely not be stupid to only attack from the front, the purpose of the twenty-two magicians is only to lure out Igras, but there is another team of people who sneak into the dragon's lair to take advantage of the situation.

As a she-dragon, Sylvia is definitely weaker than Igras now, and it would be much easier to deal with her alone.

Coming back to his senses, Moeller hurriedly ran to the depths of the dragon's lair, in order to paralyze the enemy, he did not set a trap at the entrance of the dragon's lair, at this time, only hiding behind the magic trap is his hope of survival!