Do you believe me when I say I’m not a dragon?

He felt like he was traveling into a deeper tunnel and going deeper inside.

The further he passed through this tunnel, the more Mercer felt the temperature on his body getting hotter and hotter. Finally, when he couldn't bear it anymore, he finally arrived and suddenly became enlightened.

He stuck his head upward, took a long breath, and opened his eyes.

——If the previous magma was mud with remaining impurities, then this place was a bright orange sea. The dazzling light caught Mercer's eyes, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

But at the same time, he also felt a completely different current floating upward from the depths, making Mercer feel unprecedentedly hot.

This was not a place he could stay for long. Mercer began to breathe heavily unknowingly. His body felt pain under the high temperature, and his brain was a little confused as it soaked in the magma.

Such high temperature is harmful to him, and the oxygen content here is also pitifully low. He cannot stay here for any longer.

He shook his head to wake himself up, continued to immerse himself in the magma, and returned to the previous area.

Emerging from the lava, Mercer took a long breath and felt a little cool here.

With such an outrageous high temperature inside, it's no wonder those creatures were burned.

In a short period of time, Mercer's secondary scales were completely burned, exposing the main scales inside.

He shook off the lava on his body and climbed onto the shore next to the lava.

Feeling the temperature here, Mercer simply lay down.

The metal in his stomach showed no sign of melting, and Mercer needed the surrounding high temperature to speed up digestion in his body.

There were not many traces of living things around, so Mercer did not intend to leave here, so he stayed here.

Chapter 73: Movement

"Long time no see, Village Chief Gulu."

On the volcano, a spaceship stopped on it. The surrounding pterosaurs gathered around it curiously, but the next moment they were driven away by several rounds of ineffective but smelly ammunition.

Under the corner of the spaceship, a shirtless captain hugged Gulu, and the collision between the two muscular men made a loud sound.

"long time no see!"

After a brief exchange of greetings, the captain began to urge the members to take action.

They alternated with the blacksmiths, moving a large box of ore to the spaceship, and also moved a large number of items to the blacksmiths' residence.

——Once a year, this is the trading agreement between the blacksmiths and the floating island decades ago, which is to exchange ore for the materials that the blacksmiths need.

"Well, that's the iron-making furnace you told me about the year before last. I searched several factories on the empty island to find the best one. I've also given you the instructions. When the time comes, you can assemble it more efficiently. Refined metal." The captain smoked a cigarette and pointed to several large boxes not far away. "And that box, the new technology of the Ecological Research Institute, fifty pieces of fire-proof clothing! With it, you can resist the temperature of the volcano. "

"Thanks a lot, bro."

Seeing the big boxes going back and forth, Gulu showed joy on his face.

The crew was very fast, and the presence of pterosaurs around them prevented them from staying here for long, so after counting the supplies and transporting them all, it was time to leave.

"Goodbye then, Gollum!"

The captain said goodbye to Gulu with a jar of wine in his arms. It was a gift from Gulu.

"Walk slowly."

Gulu also held a pack of cigarettes in his hand, which was forced on him by the captain.

——Just when the two of them turned around to leave, the ground suddenly shook, almost causing the captain to drop the wine he was holding.

"Um...what's going on?"

The captain asked in surprise after he stumbled and regained his footing.

"Earthquakes have happened quite frequently in the past few months." Gulu looked bitter, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Are you okay? Are you afraid the volcano is about to erupt?"

"It's unlikely, but we are making preparations in advance, so don't worry."

"Just don't force it, then I'm leaving." The captain nodded and boarded the spacecraft, while Gulu also left quickly.

Boom... boom...

Sounds like the ground shaking sounded one after another, and lava from the volcano surged, covering the surrounding space.

Mercer woke up from his sleep and stood up dissatisfied.

"here we go again......"

The burned creature he encountered before was like an omen. Since then, the volcano has begun to vibrate frequently, and the flow of lava has become a little strange.

At the same time, the temperature in this area was getting higher and higher, and the ebbing and flowing lava created waves from time to time, hitting Mercer.

The magma ignited the secondary scales, and even though Mercer's body had adapted to the high temperature, he still felt uncomfortable.

Seeing that the magma had flooded the shore, Mercer frowned and dived into the magma and swam.

"..."

In an instant, Mercer seemed to feel something. He turned around but found nothing.

Looking around, there is only a piece of orange-red magma. The magma is rolling slightly, as if it is alive.

He was silent for a while and left.

......

——He returned to the desert, feeling the cool breeze blowing against his face, and landed in the cave where the wolf dogs lived.

Looking at the food in front of him, Mercer started chewing it calmly.

In recent months, he has been eating metal without interruption. He even digs out a volcanic stone and chews it in his mouth.

These substances did not have the nutrients to fill up the muscles, but they really helped to relieve hunger. As a result, Mercer always felt that his stomach was heavy and he had no appetite.

But having said that, he still had to eat. He stuffed the food into his stomach, which was obviously stretched out in an arc.

After eating and drinking, Mercer licked his bloody paws and looked at the wolves and dogs around him.

Recently, he felt that the atmosphere here was a little subtle. After taking a closer look, he discovered that there were two wolfdogs "spring is coming."

Counting the time, it’s already that season.

It was only the two wolf dogs that suffered. They were the two pregnant women who survived the forest fire, but the other wolf dogs were too young and had no desire at all.In other words, the two wolfdogs could only endure it.

Even Lika, the largest of the group of wolfdogs, takes a year or two to reach breeding season.

Of course, the same goes for Mercer. He is now a little dragon whose age is not even in double digits. Although he has a body of 20 meters long and is well developed in all aspects, he still does not have that kind of restless throbbing.

But then again, based on the strength of these wolf dogs, if there is an adult wolf dog now, a huge wolf pack will rise in the desert. I am afraid that within three to five years, Mercer's subordinates will become Overlord of half the desert.

——As for why I want to say half of it, I have to mention the sand centipede.

Thinking of this, a hint of gloom flashed in Mercer's eyes.

The creatures in the desert can be roughly divided into two parts in Mercer's mind: those on the desert and those under the desert.

There are many creatures in the desert, and they are not small in size. In Mercer's opinion, except for a few that are not weak, they are all food; and the number of creatures lurking under the desert is not small. They are good at hiding under the desert and making sneak attacks. The enemies used all kinds of insidious methods, and even Mercer suffered several losses from them.

The overlord among underground creatures is the sand centipede.

Mercer had seen it when he first came to the desert: it was estimated to be about 50 meters long. It could quickly dig large pits in the desert to make traps, and it also had the size to swallow a herbivorous dragon in one bite.

Mercer had some issues with it: the wolfdogs would drag food into the cave for Mercer to enjoy, and because of Mercer's amazing appetite, the number of corpses dragged was so large that the sand centipedes in the ground felt they had a chance.So many times, when wolf dogs are dragging food, sand centipedes will suddenly attack on the ground and take all the corpses they hunt for themselves.

At the same time, Mercer would stay in the volcano for a long time in order to digest the metal, so he didn't react until the sand centipede had executed it for a month, letting the beast eat a month of overlord meals in vain.

After asking Lika about it, Mercer began to search over the desert.

Unfortunately, it is not easy to find it in the vast desert. After several months of searching, there is still no clue.

After all, it is not difficult to hide with its ability, and Mercer can only rely on luck to wander around.

Chapter 74: Sand Centipede

Another month passed after that, during which earthquakes became more frequent. After digesting the metal, Mercer went to buy a meal of metal from the bearded humans, sensing that they wanted to leave.

If they really wanted to leave here, Mercer wouldn't be able to stop them. After all, if the volcano erupted here, he might not be able to survive with his current physical condition.

As for what to do next, Mercer had thought about staring at these bearded humans, but he had not decided yet.

——He took a lava bath. When his whole body became warm, Mercer suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

"..."

Recently, he thought he felt something, but he didn't have a reasonable answer. He could only blame it on the rising lava.

He left here and flew back to the wolfdog's habitat.

This has been his regular schedule recently. Although the distance between the two places is far, Mercer regards it as a workout.

But when he returned to the cave, he discovered an unusual smell of blood.

The stone that originally held the food was only half the usual size, while Lika's body was covered with sand, and there was a huge tear mark on her waist.

Beside it, a pliers as big as its size was thrown aside casually.Judging from the bloody hair on the pliers, it was the one that left the scar on Lika's body.

Seeing Mercer's arrival, it moved away, intending to let him go to eat, while it indifferently licked the wounds on its body.

Mercer narrowed his eyes and stopped next to it. The floating scales and powder conveyed information to each other.

——After a brief exchange, Mercer understood the reason for the matter.

The sand centipede appeared again, but this time Lika chased it relentlessly, and even got into the sand, biting its pincers in the sand centipede's home field, and forcefully tore it off.

As for Lika itself, the physical damage is not fatal. Considering the physique of their race, they can continue fighting without even needing to rest.

Giving it a feeling of appreciation, Mercer came to the pile of food and ate a few hastily before dragging the remaining corpses in front of it.

Lika's mood was always indifferent. It showed no joy and directly lowered its head to devour the food Mercer handed it.

Mercer came to the big pliers, narrowed his eyes, stretched out his palm and smashed it into pieces.

The bodies of crustaceans are usually full of juice and water, with not much meat. The same is true for this sand centipede. When he slapped it, the green juice flowed down and stuck to Mercer's body.

Along with the green smoke coming out of the secondary scales, Moser knew that its blood was highly corrosive.

He lowered his head and smelled it. After remembering the smell, he sat down and waited patiently.

When Lika finished the food, Mercer snorted in command.

Under Lika's translation, the wolfdogs gathered around and smelled the scent in the pliers.

Then, taking advantage of the darkness, Mercer and them left the cave and started sniffing around.

Soon, following the howl of a wolf dog, Mercer and them found the direction of the scent.

The wolfhounds kept moving towards the scent, while Mercer flew high in the sky, scanning the surroundings with his vertical pupils.

His vision was as clear as day even in the dark night, and his gaze was more precise than most falcons. Following the wolf dog in the sky, Mercer swept over every ups and downs in the desert.

The smell gradually became stronger, and the pace of the wolf dogs began to slow down. This meant that they felt that they were getting closer to the source of the smell, and they had to be fully vigilant.

At the same time, Mercer noticed that the desert beneath their feet was undulating slightly, and his pupils instantly tightened.

"Roar!"

"Ouch-"

At that moment, Mercer roared, and Lika also translated Mercer's words.

The wolfdogs immediately dispersed in all directions, and when one of the wolfdogs just landed on the ground, a huge pothole appeared where it had been.

The surrounding gravel slid towards the pothole, and the area became wider and wider.And in the deepest part of the pit is a huge deep throat.

In the air, Mercer smiled ferociously, and breath of fire spurted out from his mouth.

call--

The flames turned into a ray and poured into the bloody mouth.

"hiss!"

The owner of the big mouth let out a low scream in pain, closed his mouth and struggled.

The sand rolled up, revealing its figure bit by bit.

The densely packed limbs are dancing, and the broken pliers are still dripping with green blood. Who is it if it's not a sand centipede?

Its narrow eyes stared at Mercer, and he discovered the vicious murderous intention in it. Then the sand centipede hid again, buried in the sand and disappeared.