Monster Minotaur

The biological brain is a very magical thing, especially its understanding of time is even more interesting. The same length of time is just because they do different things, so their perception of time is completely different. It's like locking a group of people in a closed cell and letting them do the most difficult and boring work every day. They will feel that a month is quite long. And if these people are allowed to do what they like most, then for them a month will be a happy but quite short process.

Mo Yan could clearly feel this now. It had been almost a month since he left Elan, and he no longer had to deal with those cumbersome official documents. Even though he spends his time in nightmares every day, looking at the beautiful scenery on the road that has never been repeated, Mo Yan, who is in a happy mood, feels that time is passing a bit fast, and he is almost there before he feels anything. The destination of this trip.

He has now entered the foggy area near Dragon Island. These fogs seem to have never dissipated since ancient times. Mo Yan could only see clearly the scenery within five or six meters of the surrounding area. Even during the day when the sun was dazzling, only a bright white fog could be seen in the sky, let alone the dark night after the sun went down. It could almost be said that Nothing could be seen in the complete darkness, and the faint light of stars and moonlight could not penetrate the mist.

Mo Yan, who had never seen such heavy fog before, felt as if he had arrived at Silent Hill. In terms of danger, this foggy area is no worse than Silent Hill. The number of dangerous creatures in it is not small. Although Mo Yan has not seen many of those things with his own eyes, he has also heard them with his sensitive ears. Many distant sounds. Because he was carrying a powerful black dragon, the aura that Jones unconsciously exuded helped them avoid a lot of trouble as they moved forward.

Because all the crystals that support the existence of nightmares and the main plane have been exhausted. So now Mo Yan can only carry Jones forward. Although Mo Yan's running speed is not much slower than that of Nightmare, it will make Jones on his back feel abnormal bumps, so Mo Yan can only move forward slowly in the fog. . Fortunately, according to Jones's feeling, the two of them were already very close to Dragon Island, so even if they walked a little slower now, there would be no problem.

To be honest, although Mo Yan didn't find it annoying that he needed to go to Dragon Island in such a slow way, he still thought it was very inefficient in general. Originally, according to Mo Yan's idea, the goddess before he had recovered much strength could send him to hell, so there should be no problem in using teleportation to immediately teleport the two of them to Dragon Island. However, after Mo Yan made the request, The goddess rejected his request without mercy.

Of course, the goddess was not just trying to tease Mo Yan, she just followed what the goddess explained. Hell is a plane that belongs to the blind zone of the gods' perception, and Elan is currently in a shielded state, so the risk of teleporting between the two blind areas is smaller than the risk of sending Mo Yan from Elan to other planes on the mainland. many. Even in such a low-risk situation, problems still occurred when sending Mo Yan to hell, so teleporting to the vicinity of Dragon Island would be even more risky.

Let's rest here today. Mo Yan put down Jones on his back on the mountainside of a mountain, pulled out the magic sword from his waist, cut some wood and branches from the surrounding area, and lit a fire with kerosene. Bonfire said: Wait a minute. I'll go get some food nearby. You should know what I'm going to say before I leave?

I know. The red firelight reflected on Jones' pale face, and she looked at Mo Yan with a smile: If something happens, just scream, and then protect yourself before you come to save me. Mo Yan always tells Jones something before leaving, so much so that now Jones knows how to recite his words. The reason why Mo Yan took the trouble to say such things was because of the influence of the movies he had seen before.

Although he also knew that Jones was a powerful black dragon, and just the aura of the dragon that he exuded made other creatures afraid to approach, he still felt a little worried about her being left alone. Because of Jones Longwei, Mo Yan had to run far every time he went hunting. During this short period of time, anything could happen. In the scenes that Mo Yan saw in movies, if a weak girl is left alone in a wild camp, there is almost an 80% chance that she will be attacked by various strange creatures.

Then I'm leaving. Mo Yan put down the large backpack on his chest and left the campfire with only the magic sword. He quickly disappeared into the mist, leaving Jones alone to take out his sleeping bag and tent from his backpack. Although Mo Yan had told her many times that she didn't need to do anything when she was in a weak stage, but whenever Mo Yan came back, she still saw the tent set up and the spices for dinner neatly arranged. Place next to the fire.

The canvas bag Mo Yan was carrying was huge, almost as tall as Jones. Everything the two of them need on the road is in this big backpack. Although there is magic that can change space on this continent, the magic circle not only consumes magic power abnormally, but the entire magic system is quite large and dense. It can only be set up in some very important large buildings. Got up.

Currently, the only known building on the mainland that uses space magic is the castle of the Huokwen Academy of Magic in the capital of Carthage. Miniaturized space magic arrays have always been the ultimate problem studied by many academic mages, but until now no one has achieved results. Things such as space rings do not exist in the entire continent. Regardless of whether a dignitary or a great mage travels, they either don't bring too much stuff and travel lightly, or they can only pack their own bags and drive a carriage and set off with the caravan.

After a while, Jones, who spent a lot of effort, finally took out all the things that needed to be taken out of the big backpack and arranged them. He took out a bottle of dark blue potion and sat next to the fire. He threw the branches cut by Mo Yan into the fire and drank the strange-flavored potion in small sips while keeping the flame strong. The work just now made Jones feel tired, and the medicine could relieve her weakness so that she would not be unable to maintain the transformation.

Who! After drinking the potion, Jones hugged his knees and looked at the flames in a daze, and suddenly looked at the dark weapons in the distance and shouted. Just now she heard the sound of someone approaching, and the footsteps were not as heavy as Mo Yan's usual. Something strange came in the darkness.

I'm not a bad person, little black dragon. A handsome man slowly emerged from the mist and said, You must have returned to Dragon Island for the coming-of-age ceremony, right? Haha... In recent years, you have been There are no dragons returning to Dragon Island for coming-of-age ceremonies. I’m curious as to why your parents don’t fly you there directly, or do you prefer to walk there?”

The man's face looks smooth and heroic, with a noble temperament. He is not very tall. He is a bit taller than the people from the Central Plains, but a centimeter or two shorter than the people from Salt. Both hair and eyes are bright silver. He is wearing a strange-shaped silver armor, with two folded dragon wings crisscrossed and carved on his back, and the front is decorated with regular rhombuses and carvings, which not only looks thick and useful, but also has a good shape. He seemed to particularly like silver, as he looked like a glowing silver under the firelight.

This is not your business. Jones looked at the man warily and said, If there is nothing else, just leave. My master will be back in a while.

Master? Jones' words made the man frown. He looked at the surrounding fog and said, The great dragon clan has never had any master. Are you a dragon clan willing to let other creatures enslave you? Regardless of your so-called Whoever his master is, he will pay the price for his actions. It is a serious crime to deceive a young dragon into serving him!

Oh... it's a serious crime. The tauren standing behind a tree with a magic sword looked at the man below and said with a smile: Then who will decide this crime? I don't think I have deceived Jones. Anything, and... your words are very problematic. If the dragons are all great and wise, then who can deceive the dragons? As far as I know, the dragons know a lot of things that the dragons should know when they are born. common sense.

The man was shocked by the appearance of the tauren. He didn't hear any movement nearby. How did the clumsy tauren come to his vicinity invisibly? What's more, what he is talking about now is the dragon language that can only be used by the dragon tribe. Very few intelligent creatures can learn the dragon tribe's language, let alone the stupid tauren.

Who are you? The man yelled, looking at the tauren approaching from a distance. Invisible power comes from his body. The power of dragons is one of the instinctive weapons used by dragons. When most creatures feel this power, they will feel their heartbeat speed up and their whole body become weak. , unable to make any effective resistance.

Wow! Is this the aura of an adult dragon? Mo Yan looked into the man's eyes and felt his heart beat a little faster. He walked to Jones without stopping and said, It is indeed much stronger than Jones's. My heart is beating fast. As for your question, haha...haven't you seen it yet? I am the owner of this black dragon, and he is my favorite mount.

The Penguin has been stolen! I filed the complaint a little late, and my balls ached...