Moller spent the whole afternoon playing with Rex, and it wasn't until Sylvia and Iglas returned with two four-horned demon bulls that he finally switched from sparring partner to cook. That night, Moller woke up from his dream, it was already late at night, and even the top of the volcano was still hot and dry even in the middle of the night, but looking at the moonlight in the sky, he felt that the night was as cold as water.

The moon here is also called the magic moon, like a round easter egg, covered with red, yellow, green spots, sometimes blooming colorful bands of light, Moeller walked to the entrance of the cave, looked at the moon and starry night, couldn't help but sigh, remembered the dream he had just had.

In the dream, he was still the thirty-year-old single otaku in his previous life, with a low education, an ordinary appearance, no inch of land under his name, and less than four figures in savings. Empty and lonely all day long, living a life without any sense of zài......

But even with this kind of life, he smiled happily in his dreams, because it was the world he was familiar with, and all his fetters were left there, not like here, he was just a wurm beast that his father didn't love and didn't love, living in a dangerous and dull forest, and his life was meaningless......

After feeling sorry for himself for a long time, without any comfort, Moller had already reined in himself. Otaku has a great specialty of being good at entertaining themselves, and they are especially good at resolving their own negative feelings - those who are not good at it have long since either retaliated against society or cut off themselves.

In his previous life, when he encountered this kind of situation where he was suddenly hit by sadness, he would watch some love action movies to be a Sagittarius, but at this time he was not only not humanoid, but his body was still in the stage of infertile, and Sagittarius was destined to be unable to be, so he could only engage in magic research to divert his attention.

The dead of night is a good time to concentrate on things, and Moller, who had just slept well, felt in good spirits and decided to refine the magic crystal that he had prepared yesterday.

The magic circle was carved a long time ago, and Moller placed the eyeball of a ghost spider king in the center of the magic circle, and the other materials were also placed in turn, and then activated the key of the magic array.

The key is the center of the magic array, and the magic crystal is a test of the caster's control of the magic power, and Moller must concentrate on the magic output of the key, and at the same time pay attention to the material changes in the magic array, and adjust the magic power according to the changes in the situation.

Only by keeping all materials at a certain critical point of equilibrium can effective crystallization be finally formed, otherwise once the balance is lost, the crystallization will fail, and all materials will be scrapped!

In the past three years, Moeller has made countless attempts, wasting mountains and seas of materials, and he has long been handy with the entire process of making zuò, but at this time, he still does not dare to slack off, and after maintaining the balance of magic power for more than ten minutes, all the materials in the magic array have finally reached a complete fusion. After a soft and steady white light, all the materials converged towards the eyes of the Ghost Spider King in the center, and the light dissipated, and a jet-black pimple appeared in the center of the magic array.

Moller knew that this was a success, and after the magic power fluctuations were completely stabilized, he took the black bump into his hand, peeled off the charred skin, and a dark green irregular polygonal crystal appeared in the center of his claws, and he knew that this was a high-grade magic storage stone of excellent quality!

The joy of success diluted the sorrow in his heart, and Moller, who had exhausted his mental strength, was able to sleep peacefully, and this sleep was enough until noon the next day.

Lying lazily on the sand bed paved with clean iron ore grains for a long time, Moeller always felt weird, and thought about it for a long time before he realized that something was wrong, in the past, Rex's guy had already come to trouble him, but today it was very quiet.

Accustomed to the noise of the little dragon, Moller couldn't help but get up to see what was going on, but now Rex and the two adult dragons were not there in the dragon's lair, and he was surprised to turn around the volcano, and then learned from the mouth of an earth dragon that the two dragons led the young dragon out of the volcano early in the morning.

It turned out that he was teaching hunting again, and Moller, who suddenly felt that he had nothing to do, decided to clean the entire cave.

After a busy morning, he sorted out a small pile of spoiled materials and piled them at the entrance of the cave, Moller ate some jerky and was about to take a rest, when he heard the sound of wings flapping in the distance, and Rex, who had played with flying balls countless times, knew that it was Rex as soon as he heard it, and when he looked up, he saw that the little fart dragon was swooping down from the sky in a panic, and before he arrived, he shouted in the air: "Brother Moller, go and save Mom and Dad, they have met an evil magician!"

"You're saying that a single magician has wounded two adult dragons?" Moller was shocked to hear Rex's incoherent narration, and even suspected that the little dragon was joking—but the little guy's IQ was not enough to play such a realistic play!

"Brother Moller, go and save them!" Rex looked at Moller, in his eyes Brother Moller was omnipotent.

"Your mom and dad wouldn't ask for that. Moller shook his head.

"Uh-" Rex froze, not knowing what to say.

"They asked you to come to me because they wanted me to take you away, right?" Moller forced himself to calm down, and said with an analytical guess, and when he saw Rex's next look, he knew he had guessed correctly.

"Listen, Rex, I'm not an adult like you, and I'm no match for a magician that your parents can't beat, so we must get out of here quickly, and don't waste the chance they gave you to live!"

As he spoke, Moller rushed into his cave, swallowing the spellbook and all the useful stuff into his stomach pouch in one gulp, and then ran with Rex deep into the dragon's den.

"Don't cry, you're a noble dragon, be strong for me!" Moeller twitched Rex, who was still crying and grinding his nose and didn't want to go faster, and dragged it into the dragon's den, leaving some obvious traces at the entrance of the cave.

"If that magician finds it, he will follow the trail into the dragon's lair, and then the magic traps and guardian enchantments here should be able to stop him for a while, and we will fly out of the crater, the farther away the better!"

Moller led Rex through the magic trap and reached the center of the volcano as fast as he could, spreading his mempranous wings and flying out of the crater filled with the smell of sparks and sulfur, and quickly fleeing in the opposite direction where Rex had just come.

After flying for more than ten minutes, a small patch of water appeared in front of him, filled with gray-black mud, Moller had seen a ground dragon rolling in it before, and the depth of the mud was just enough to bury their bodies, so he led Rex to land, and forced Rex to roll a few times in the smelly mud.

"Okay, just hide in the mud under this reed, and only show your nostrils when you can't hold your breath! Don't make a sound, and don't use your mental power to talk to me!"

Moller sternly warned Rex, who had been pressed into the mud, and then sank down himself, leaving only his eyes and nostrils exposed, which was very uncomfortable, but he could not care much more for his life.

The two of them had just been hiding for less than two minutes when they saw a white shadow flying rapidly in the sky, and Moller did not dare to look closely, for fear of attracting attention, but with a hurried glance, he could still identify that it was a man in a white magic robe, embroidered with a vermilion immortal bird embroidered on the robe, and a purple head.

The enemy was gone, and although Moller was relieved, he did not get up immediately, and the two young dragons stayed in the mud for another half an hour, and saw the white-robed magician return from the same way, this time the flight was much slower than before, and it seemed to be a careful search, so frightened that Moller did not dare to breathe, and stared at Rex for a moment, for fear that something would go wrong because of its recklessness.

Finally waiting for the white-robed magician to go away, Moller waited another half an hour to make sure that nothing was going wrong, and then led Rex out of the mud, washed himself in the clear water, and plunged into the dense forest.

"Here it is. ”

Moller snatched a brown bear's burrow and Rex shrunk into it, and the two underage dragon cubs huddled together next to each other.

"I don't know what happened to my parents. Rexxu was very depressed.

"Perhaps...... They don't have to run away. Moeller was very uncomforting and could only talk nonsense.

"I know they're not dead, but they're weak. Rex was going to cry with tears in his eyes.

Moeller understood that there was such a connection and induction between the blood relatives of the pure-blood dragon, so it was not surprising that he was relieved to hear that the two dragons were not dead.

"Okay, the most important thing now is to make sure we are safe, don't let your parents be safe by then, but we will be caught. ”

With Moller's comfort, Rex got better, ate some of Moller's stock of jerky, and then fell asleep.

The next day, Moller, who felt that there should be no danger, led Rex out, they couldn't eat up the stock of jerky, so now they had to hunt, and when they were full, they would investigate the whereabouts of the two dragons.

With the speed and strength of the monster, it is not difficult to catch the prey, as long as there are no excessive requirements for the recipe, Moller and Rex are now on the way to escape, naturally they dare not be picky eaters, they found a herd of ordinary bison in the jungle, Moller bit one of them to death, and roasted it with lava breath and feasted on it with Rex.

Halfway through eating, a gust of wind blew from outside the forest, and Moeller smelled an unusual breath from the wind, and said to Rex with a change of face: "Don't eat, we have to leave here as much as possible, this is the territory of the high-level demonic beasts living in groups!"

But it was too late for Moller to say this, and when Rex looked up from the pile of meat, he saw a huge black bull with fangs cut through the bushes and saw the two of them.

"Roar!"

The giant bull immediately let out a thunderous roar after they appeared, and then there was a roar one after another from outside the woods, and then the whole forest began to tremble, and the ground shook violently so that Moller and Rex could not even stand on their feet, and several times they tried to flap their wings and fly, but they were pulled back to the ground by a force, and when they came back to their senses, they found themselves surrounded by more than twenty giant bulls.