"What is 'it'?" Fayl watched as the liquid around him piled up higher and higher, and was surprised to find that his teleportation technique was completely unable to perceive the magical anchor on Achilli's side, and it was not working.

Dillando didn't answer Fayle, but grabbed the little dragon in his hand and muttered something. Ryses grunted in displeasure and shook his head, but Dearlando unceremoniously threw the young dragon into the hole that had been dug overhead.

"If you don't open an escape route immediately, this delicious reserve will be eaten by someone else!" Dierlandor pointed at Fair and issued an ultimatum to the young dragon. This sentence was very loud, and Fayl looked at Diarlando and the dragon in surprise, what was this saying?

The young dragon crouched on the rock above their heads and flicked its tail, spewing out a small fireball in dissatisfaction, and then gnawing on the rock. A large, spherical cavity suddenly appeared overhead, as if the upper rock of the void had suddenly disappeared. The tiny young dragon was suspended in the air, and its body emitted a scorching white light, turning into a bright ball of light. As it floated upward, the rocks and dirt melted as quickly as butter meets red-hot iron.

Fayle had never seen anything like this before, and now he couldn't help but look like a fool, growing his mouth and looking up at the young dragon's point of light rising higher and higher.

"Hurry up!" Deirlandor grabbed Fayle's arm and jumped up to the passage that had just opened overhead. He leaped to the height of two people, plunged his sword into the rock, and then jumped against the wall on the other side. As soon as the white sword left his fingertips, it vanished into light and sand, reappearing in his hand as he approached the wall on the other side.

In this way, using his sword to borrow power on the rock wall all the way, Diarlando dragged Fair higher and higher. The liquid under his feet was still accumulating, and it had already flooded the gap where the two of them were standing.

The color of the liquid also began to change, no longer transparent and colorless, but to a dark red like rust. At this moment, there is a high-speed upwelling along the vertical passage, because the squeezing of the rock wall forms a raging whirlpool. The churning splash of water, as if the tentacles of some monster pounced on the two people fleeing for their lives again and again.

There was a sudden thud overhead, and a large puddle of water rushed down from above, nearly knocking Dearlando and Fayer off the rock. "It's to the ground!" Dearlando was not surprised, and Fayle felt a light on his body, and a flower in front of his eyes, and the two of them had fallen heavily on a piece of grass.

Before they could catch their breath, the river next to them burst into huge waves, and the sky was full of red water curtains that covered them. Diarlando held his sword in front of Fayir, but Fair suddenly felt the magic anchor on Achille's side again, and immediately burned a teleportation charm again. The smoke flashed, and the heavy water crashed against the empty riverbank.

Achille looked at the fire in a daze, when suddenly a large cloud of smoke came out in front of him, and then with a bang, Fayer and Diarrando smashed in front of him wet with a large splash of water. The fire was extinguished, and it was pitch black all around, except for the different wheezing sounds of the three people in the darkness.

"Whew~~ What the hell is going on?" Achille jumped up.

"Haha, are you quite quick to react?" said Deirlando's grinning voice.

"I think you owe me an explanation!" was the voice of Fayir gritting his teeth.

The white fluorescent light slowly lit up, and the first to light up was a hand, and the small young dragon emitted a much softer white light than before. It lay on Deirlando's left hand and wrapped its four paws and tail tightly around Deirlando's index finger. And he kept purring like a cat at Dearlando.

With the light, Fayer raised his hand to dispel the water vapor from the trio and the firewood, and then rekindled the fire with a fireball technique. Dearlando gently caressed the baby dragon with his fingers, and whispered a few words to the young dragon, and then asked Haode to turn out the star box and let the young dragon jump in to feast, and the young dragon finally stopped the loud snoring.

Dealing with the young dragon, Diarrando looked at the two people who were staring at him with burning eyes, smiled and began to explain, "We were in its stomach just now. ”

"Who's ...... In the stomach?" Fayle frowned at the clueless answer, waiting for Deirlandor to explain further.

"It's the stomach of the creature that covers the whole town. Diarrando waved his hand, and the void circled the entire city.

"When I dived into the lake, I noticed something strange around me. After soaking in it, I realized that the entire body of water was actually a living being, and the reason why I couldn't feel the source of the magic was because the area covered by this creature was so large that I mistakenly thought that it was the energy contained in the original land here. ”

Achille looked around nervously with a worried look on his face.

"Don't worry, it's in tune with the water here, it's far from the river and won't come over. Dearlando comforted Achille in due time, and then continued to explain.

"When I got to the center of the lake, I noticed that there was a dark river at the bottom of the lake, and I floated along the rushing water for a while. This thing actually had an effect on my sense of time, and I thought it was only for a few minutes. Diarrando took the honey cake from Achilli and began to recharge his energy without losing any time, and then continued.

"It's scattered throughout the city's underground water system, and whatever it is, it's now merging with the water here, moving to the song and dance of sacrifice. The underground cavern we were in just now was very close to its core, so I restrained all my aura and planned to get close to its source, but unfortunately it was disrupted by you coming to save me......" Fayl felt that it was not a taste, it was rare to be kind enough to save people, but it turned out to be a disadvantage, and he really did not have the talent to be a good person.

“...... I think tomorrow I can ask the people in the city if this kind of private sacrificial song and dance performance is a local custom here. All the water here contains that thing, I've never seen such a strange creature, it's normal and harmless, but it has an instinct to devour magic. Diarrando said as he pointed at Fayle with a finger that didn't hold the cake.

“...... What's the delicious reserve food?" Fayle understood why Deirlandor had prevented him from using magic, but he couldn't help but wonder when he thought of what he had just said to the young dragon.

"Ahem......" Diarlando coughed awkwardly, then glanced at the equally curious Achille and said, "You dodge it." Achille felt aggrieved, but he couldn't disobey and muttered away.

"Since you asked, I will also tell you honestly, a human like you who has been carefully transformed and cultivated by the Demon Dragon King is a sweet and delicious meal for the dragon clan. Dearlando touched the young dragon's head with his fingers as he told the truth. "Life crystals are constantly forming inside your body, and those things are very beautiful food for dragons. But don't worry, I won't let it eat your ......."

"You can't eat good things in one bite~, right?" added with a smile on his white teeth.

"......" Fayer opened his mouth, but couldn't think of anything to fight back. In his hometown of Bran, all the people and all the resources are in the service of the Demon Dragon King, and everyone feels that it is a matter of course to give everything to the Lord.

Before he came to this country, he never thought that there was another way of life so free. But when he just liked to be a carefree free man, a moment of greed made him fall back into slavery.

If time could be turned back, he would definitely be as far away as the unhatched dragon egg, but unfortunately it was too late to say anything.

"Oh! Oops!" said Fayle, still drowning in self-remorse, when suddenly Diarlando jumped up and ran deep into the woods with the young dragon in his hand. After running out for a dozen steps, he raised his hand and threw the young dragon far away.

Surprised, Fayl watched as the young dragon's glowing body arced through the air and disappeared into the depths of the woods, and then heard a heavy thud from there. Hearing the movement, Achilli hurriedly ran over from not far away and asked, "What's wrong?"

The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground is still coming, and the ground is also shaking slightly, but fortunately, it is already late at night, and it is outside the city, so it should not attract too much attention.

After a while, the sound died down, and Dearlando walked briskly in that direction. Fair pulled out a magic orb of light and followed behind, while Achille picked up a torch and followed curiously.

Walking out a distance of dozens of steps, a huge black mound of earth blocked in front of the three of them, the little young dragon lay pitifully on the ground, Diarrando stretched out his hand, and the young dragon instantly moved to his palm and curled up.

The mound looked like a hill, dozens of feet high, mixed with all kinds of rocks and dirt, as if it had suddenly encountered a mudslide. Almost all of the original trees here are buried under the gravel and dirt, and only at the edges are a few tree tips and broken branches that are horizontally and vertically supported.