Maybe it was luck that he lost the instructions of the runes, but the 100-meter journey went exceptionally smoothly, both in terms of road conditions and enemies.

"It's ......"

Although he had decided not to open his mouth as much as possible, the sight in front of him still shocked Eric, and he couldn't help but let out a small sigh in his throat.

Just across the line of 100 meters, the fog concentration dropped sharply, as if separated by a transparent film. Beyond the dense fog, there is no longer a dense forest of climbing hillsides, but a bare pit.

The bottom of the pit is made of black rock, which is similar in color to the gravel on the edge of the island, and no plants grow on the surface of the earth.

If the environment was so abnormal that it didn't make Viscount Eric lose his temper, what really caught his eye was a red light in the middle of the pit.

It was a large crimson diamond, and although it was impossible to estimate its size from a distance, it was no smaller than a fist.

At the first sight of this diamond, Eric ignited a burning heat in his heart, not emotional greed, but a real sense of fiery breath.

The smell loomed, but it seemed to create a passage between Eric's chest and the diamond, and the heat was like a fish in water, hovering between the two places.

Although this diamond didn't look like it could be entered, just staring at it, the idea of entering the Molten Land suddenly came to mind.

"This is the entrance to the Molten Lands, Bourcho. ”

Although he was sure in his heart, in order to prove that his feelings were not illusory illusions, he lowered his voice and asked Bourcho a question.

"This ...... Hiss...... Viscount, I don't know what the entrance to the lava field is, but I feel like it's the entrance to the lava land. But I don't think this gem-like thing could be an entrance?"

Bourgeo felt the same way, but he did not dare to assert it, for it was too subtle, if it were nothing, it was like an illusion.

"That shouldn't be a hallucination, Bourcho. I felt that way, too, and a scorching heat proved to me that this gem was the entrance to the lava land. ”

Combining the feelings of the two of them, Eric was almost certain that this thing was the entrance to the lava land, or at least he would make others feel that way.

"It's just that, Lord Viscount, even if it's true, we're afraid we won't be able to get it. ”

The bottom of the valley was bare, and there was no vegetation, so everything could be seen very clearly. That's about four teams of Naga warriors, and two of them are already in size with Naingak. It's a little inferior, but it's not far off.

But what worries the two the most is not these warriors, but six Naga who feel a little, each with a team of three, one master and two servants. And among them is a Naga, judging by the ornaments on his body, he is no different from the original Storm Apostle.

The power of the Storm Apostles is already extremely powerful, not to mention the existence that can allow the two Storm Apostles to follow behind and be crushed.

"With such a strong lineup, we have no way to capture this gem, and even if we capture the gem, there are still a large number of Naga warriors patrolling outside, and it is difficult to escape. ”

Swallowing his saliva, a deep sense of powerlessness came out of Eric's heart, it was really providential, even if the gem that could save the world was placed in front of him, he couldn't do anything.

"Wait and see, there is really no turnaround and retreat. ”

The decision is a bit tough, and it's not realistic to take the gems directly from a large number of naga.

Kairos was a little depressed, and immediately reported to the Storm Sage after he discovered the False God Altar, hoping to lead the team to put down the False God is faith and spread the power of the Storm Lord.

Unfortunately, the Lord of the Storm issued an oracle to name Carlos by name and ask him to participate in the great ceremony of the Lord of the Storm's arrival.

It was supposed to be a memorial honor, but it was led by the Storm Herald's disciple: Narodok. What's even worse is that half of the plague believers in this mission, although they all serve the same god, but Kairos doesn't have the slightest affection for these plague believers, they are too dirty.

If there's anything bad about it, it's that one of the two Apostles of the Plague who worked with him was his opponent, and the guy who couldn't hold his head down during the battle between the two temples.

What was supposed to be an errand with peace of mind to take the lead has become a shared secondary credit with a hostile guy, and it's really frustrating. But this is the oracle of the Lord of the Storm, and you have to hold back if you complain. After all, there are many believers, especially his leader, Narodok.

(After waiting so long, it's almost time to close the net, Crewe.) ）”

The Storm Herald asked the Plague Herald named Crewd, his expression full of contempt, as if looking down on the Plague Temple was the usual style of the Storm Temple.

(hey...... Don't worry, they can't run...... ）”

The voice of the plague ambassador was low and hoarse, gloomy and compassionate, revealing a ruthlessness.

"(If your impatience leads to our failure to close the net, or if there are too many fish that slip through the net, and they affect the ceremony, can you afford to do that, then Rhodok?)

(Hmph, since it's not perfect, then wait a little longer, and you don't give me a hat, despicable fellow.) ）”

Narodok was-for-tat, raising suspicion of Krudnagarpin.

(As long as you are loyal to my lord and take it seriously, then I can't fault you, can I?)"

The gloomy voice came again, still revealing a ruthless intent, as if it was a secret threat.

Speaking of Eric and Bourcho, the two of them had been lying in the fog for a long time, and the Nagas were all talking.

"Bourcho, what did they say?"

What is still talking at the moment must be the key to the enemy's plan, whether it has any practical effect on the capture of the gem, but it can be followed by this action to destroy the enemy.

"Shhh...... Lord Viscount. To be honest, it's too far away for me to make out what they're saying. If they were lingua franca, I could still look at the lip shape, but my translations are all with the help of extraordinary powers, so I can't really see anything. ”

This is the disadvantage of Bourgeois, although he knows most of the more extensive languages, but after all, it is the inheritance of extraordinary power, and has no accumulation and application of his own. There is no gap in general use, but if you really want to pay attention to the details, it is a big difference.

"Ah...... It's not going to be easy. ”

Eric clenched his fists, feeling the little wind power restored in his body, and couldn't think of any other way to stop Naga from getting the gem.

The enemy is already powerful and abnormal, and now he can't even find out the slightest news, so how can he have a chance of winning. Unless there is really the help of the gods, everything is empty talk.

At that moment, Claude's somber voice rang in the ears of the two of them, but he didn't move a bit.

(If you despicable hypocrites dare to come to the holy relics of our lord's advent ceremony, then you will be greeted with death!)"

Eric didn't understand Naga and was only worried about whether the location had been discovered, but Bourcho heard it clearly, and scared him into a cold sweat.

"Sub...... Viscount, we've been discovered, and this guy is announcing to the false god believers. ”

"False god believers, but we're not, are we?"

Eric didn't react for a moment, but he didn't think he was talking about him.

"To them, the hostile gods are false gods, and we accept the power, just like the false god believers. ”

Bourcho was in a hurry and hurriedly explained to Viscount Eric, and after this explanation, Eric was also anxious.

But just as the two turned around and were about to escape, a gurgling sound came from all directions, except for the side where the two were missing, which immediately attracted the attention of the two.

All of them are fish-people, not only where the wind blows a circle of mist, but the mountains are full of fish-people. The fish-men are not tall, most of them are only 1.2 to 1.5 meters, which is too small compared to the average height of more than 3 meters of Donaga warriors. The Naga warriors of only fifty people, against these seven or eight hundred fish-man soldiers, even if the fish-man body is small, it seems too thin.

(Despicable Storm Lord believers, the oceans, forever belong to the great Lord of the Seas, and you are the false god believers.) ）”

Among the schools of fish stood an old fish-man, with mottled scales and a hunched body, which looked like he was only about a meter tall.

(Today, we will kill the hope of the resurrection of the false gods, and let the glory of the Lord of the Sea shine again on this endless ocean!)"

(ha...... You're old fools, and your name should be changed to old fools, Mogoth Saxophone, and the barren brains of you lowly fishmen can only think of these simple words. Do you think that with these hundreds of cowardly and powerless Ocean Fishmen, you can defeat the samurai that unite the Storm and Plague Temple?"

(We can't match the mighty warbands of hundreds of Naga warriors, but you're only fifty now...... Wait, you're definitely more than fifty of you on this island this time!)"

A bad feeling appeared in the heart of the Mogo Sachs, but he had no way back, and immediately issued the order to attack the fish-man troops.

"(Attack, hurry!)"

Both the Storm Ambassadors and the Plague Ambassadors had a hideous smile on their faces. They weakened their patrols on three sides of the island, leaving one side with a large number of patrolling samurai, as well as several high-ranking samurai, forcing the fishmen to attack from three sides. And the side that the fish-man has never entered, but hides hundreds of Naga warriors.

Now that they have used their weakness to attract the enemy in, then the Naga warriors on the other side should also surround this group of fishmen and block the coast. None of these believers in false gods can be spared.

However, in order to let the fishmen know the difficulties and retreat, the patrol force was too obvious, and they aimed at the goal of the large group of fishmen, so they forced the two to come to the edge of the trough. The only nosy Naingak, who was nosy halfway, although his martial arts were world-famous, was too conceited, and he wandered around alone, and he was stunned to let himself die.