Chapter 182 Waste Utilization
After negotiating with the Lord of Fire, Honoror left satisfied. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Nana's mother followed, and it seemed that she still had lingering palpitations.
After all, it was the Lord of Flame, an existence that all creatures in this class must be in awe, but the young man in front of him was still as big as before, without the slightest self-awareness.
Should I say because I was too strong, or because I was too careless.
The female Flame Ghost Clan shook her head and sighed helplessly.
"It's ......"
But just as she looked down, Honor, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped, she didn't stop in time, and almost collided with Honor.
Honor, who had been rejoicing at Aryfia's recovery, was stunned for a moment.
He stared blankly at the path outside the cave, a little overwhelmed.
Chilly.
Honoror felt the cold.
Aryfia seemed to feel the same way, and went straight into Honor's warm arms.
It's not that it's cold like winter, but that the heat around it disappears all at once.
It's as if in the middle of summer, suddenly the whole sky is obscured, the heat is gone, and all you can experience is the cold and gloom caused by the rapid change in temperature.
-- Before Honor's eyes, the field of the lava had changed.
If you want to be serious, there is only one change.
The magma is gone.
No, it should be said that it is solidified.
Just as Honoror had seen in the lava lord's magma pool, all the hot and flowing lava had cooled into black, hard rock.
It turned out that not only the Flame Lord's cave, but even the lava cave outside had been affected.
"No, it won't. ā
Honor's face was full of disbelief, and he unconsciously quickened his pace and began to walk out at a rapid pace.
Congeal.
Congeal.
Congeal.
Everywhere Honoror went, there was no more magma to be seen.
Finally he stopped, simply closing his eyes and using the glow to investigate.
As expected, there is nothing to be found in this vast underground space class that can radiate heat.
Behind Honor, Nana's mother was also shocked.
"Did you say something was wrong?!"
Probably because of the heartache of the protector, Nana's mother pulled her legs and ran towards the settlement of the Yan Ghost Clan.
"Lord Divine Knowledge, all of this is because of Aryphia's ......"
Honoror opened his eyes, and he continued to walk forward, his ability to detect was not wrong, and the magma dried up and solidified as far as the eye could see, leaving only black rock.
[In order to neutralize the injuries in the body of the contractor Aryfia, all the magma in this class has been infected by the curse, currently]
Not only that, but there were many magical beasts stuck in the black rocks where the magma pit originally existed.
Those demonic beasts originally lived in magma, probably because the changes came too quickly, some were directly buried in the rock pile, and some were half exposed and half hidden in the rocks.
"Boom, boom, boom......"
Around Honor, there was a constant sound of rocks cracking, which was the sound of demonic beasts trying to break free from the rocks and break the black rocks.
However, Ono saw that in the cave on his right hand, a stone turtle broke through the ground, but the moment it rushed out, the turtle's entire body shattered like a rock statue.
"Click, click. ā
Soon, more and more cracking sounds were heard.
The sounds were like hammer after hammer blow to Honor's body.
It was because of his own affairs that these demonic beasts were innocently victimized, no wonder the Lord of Flame abandoned his body and fled into the air, it turned out that the power of the curse was so powerful.
"Lord Shenzhi, can't we help them?"
Unsure of how to help the monsters stuck in the rocks, Honoror had to ask for help.
[Due to the curse, the body of the monster has been petrified, and only by lifting the curse can it be restored.] ć
"You, aren't you talking nonsense? If I can break the curse, I'll still be here. Onorr was angry when he heard Lord God's words, but he also knew that he didn't blame Lord God-Lord for this, it was all because he was careless and fell into the path of those demons.
[Alternative, which allows Aryfia, the Contractor, to eat the unpetrified parts of the beast.] ć
"You mean to let Aryfia eat the curse back?"
Honor's faltered slightly.
[Misunderstanding that eating before crushing thoroughly can effectively avoid food waste.] ć
āā¦ā¦ā
Honoror was completely speechless.
It's an efficiency supremacist, because there is no cure, so it's better to let Aryfia eat it to fill her stomach.
Honoror pressed his temples, not knowing how to respond to Lord Divine Know's "trick".
"Well, in a sense, it's also waste. ā
In the end, Honoror agreed with Lord Know-no.
After all, he had already vaguely felt that Aryphia had been trying to drill into his arms, but in fact, he simply wanted to go back to his storage space and eat the demonic beasts and pyroxenes that he had so hard to get.
It seems that the top priority now is to feed this little trick-or-treater.
Honoror lifted the little dragon up and looked her in the eye, "Aryfia, do you want to eat?"
"I want to eat!"
Aryfia's eyes lit up at once, and she flatteringly stuck out her little tongue to lick Honor.
But of course Honoror didn't let her succeed, he sighed, and said with mixed feelings: "Then, you go and eat those demonic beasts that are stuck in the stones, remember that you can only eat the exposed parts, and you can't eat those black stones and the parts in the stones." ā
"Did you understand what I said?"
Honoror looked at Aryfia solemnly.
The little dragon nodded like garlic, and wanted to fly out at once.
Honoror had no choice but to let go and send the guy into the air.
Aryfia flapped her wings, and suddenly she didn't know where she was going.
"Lord Shenzhi, you help me supervise, don't let her eat other demonic beasts, especially don't hurt the Yan Ghost Clan, that's my soldier. ā
[The command has been received, and the eating recognition mechanism has been triggered.] ć
"Whew. ā
Honore let out a cloudy breath, as the drop in temperature around him made his body a little uncomfortable.
"Okay, next. He crouched down and gently stroked the black bedrock in front of him, "This can be considered waste." ā
"The touch of the earth. ā
Honoror muttered the name of the magic, and in an instant, a path of light burst out of his palm, spreading across the ground like a spider's web.
Then, where the path of light was, the earth cracked one after another.
Although there were many cracks, they did not affect the composition of the entire foundation, so there was no large-scale collapse of the cracked ground.
Then, in the crack, a colorful light shone brightly.
Honoror stood up and clapped his hands: "I'll just say why there are so few pyroxene here, it turns out that they are all hidden under the magma layer." ā