Now they are standing at the top of the Eastern Crown.

The crater is a huge bowl-shaped basin, so big that the person standing across from you is probably the size of the little finger you put in front of you, and it has been silent for nearly three hundred years, no, or should I say, suppressed for nearly a thousand years, since humans came here and thrived on this land, it has only erupted once, and that time it has annihilated thousands of humans on the island, as well as their fields, dwellings, and ports, under the gray-black rock of thick ash and lava condensation. Only the reactive mages and warlocks escaped, and the casters quickly found a way to control it - they were not as stupid and incompetent as mortals, who thought that the volcano erupted because of a dragon sleeping underneath it, and when it woke up, it would inevitably spit fire and turn over...... They know very well that the reason why a volcano erupts is only because it has accumulated too much energy, and no matter how much energy it accumulates, after accumulating to a certain extent, it will always need to find a weak breakthrough.

The next thing is simple, if a cup can't hold too much water, then pour the water back into the silver pot - they tried several methods, and found that building a plane pool connected to the fire elemental plane in the main plane, and then pouring energy from the depths of the volcano into it was one of the best ways, and later the caster improved this - the fire elemental creatures channeled the energy instead of directly setting the plane pool in the crater - Unchanneled energy is swift and frenzied, and too impatient pouring can cause the plane pool to burst when it can't be loaded, just like if you fill a silver kettle with water through a thin reed rod, although there is plenty of room in the silver kettle, if you pour a whole cup of water into that narrow entrance at once, the result is either the pole is stretched open or the water will overflow everywhere.

This method has been used for thousands of years, and the number of humans in the Dragonfire Islands has increased from thousands to millions, and at first only the spellcasters have settled here temporarily, and then they have returned to their mage towers. Left behind the people who fled the catastrophe - at that time, slavery was still used in many kingdoms, slaves were regarded as tools without any autonomy, even food or sacrifice, wherever you went, the nobles only had slaves and no slaves, slaves were a new term that appeared after the catastrophe, perhaps because the catastrophe involving the gods destroyed the relations of too many people, and the situation of slaves was improved to a certain extent, they were no longer chained to iron collars or shackles. They can also have a wife and children of their own, a humble dwelling, and a name, and if they meet a benevolent and tolerant master, they can be treated even more than a commoner.

But I don't know if it's because of the distance from the land, the people of the Dragonfire Islands have passed down the laws of thousands of years ago, and they know that the people on the land no longer have as many slaves as before, but instead hire slaves or sign contracts with serfs, and the lords of the Dragonfire Islands disdain this. They sometimes feel that they are the true heirs of a noble and ancient bloodline, and that the royal families and grand dukes on the land, who have abolished or partially abandoned slavery, are just inferior people at the right time, otherwise how can we explain how they treat the "cattle and horses" so favorably?

In fact. The original inhabitants of the Dragonfire Islands were just merchants.

Skilled in calculation and management, they soon discovered that the Dragonfire Islands were an unopened vault of dragons, and with the help of the natives, the gnomes, they bought a large number of cheap slaves from the land that was still in chaos at that time, and cultivated sugar cane in the hot lowlands. Growing sugar beets on cool heights, and then extracting sugar, which was as expensive as gold at the time, their wealth was like energy from the depths of a volcano. They hired spellcasters, built up their own armies, bought titles of nobility from the Emperor and Empress, and then more slaves - some people may not understand why the lords of the Dragonfire Islands are so stubbornly clinging to the system of a thousand years ago, but since Kremar and the others came to the Dragonfire Islands, they have a general understanding of the intensity of slave work, and in short, ordinary humans simply cannot afford even one of them- The fewest living conditions, the longest working hours, the most rudimentary tools, the harshest torture and torture...... And the fruits of their labor were the most abundant and steady, and thousands of pounds of cane sugar and beet sugar were transported every day, and their quantities were even reduced to pounds from the gram of sugar a thousand years ago, and even the lowly sailors and merchants could eat a piece of fried dough stained with sugar crumbs on their days off, a copper coin, a silver coin, a gold coin, and the profits from the sweet sugar were piled up little by little to everything that Cremar and others had seen before, magnificent, and extravagant.

It was as if they were looking down from the crater at this time, and they could see the temple that spread for miles, mainly alabaster, sandalwood, and purple heartwood, and the trestle that extended from the hall, and the white trestle stretched into the blue sea, like a sharp sword.

"I really don't understand why they live here?" muttered the young mage beside Kremall.

That's because it's the safest place to be, even if it's a volcano of crimson lava on the side of the couch, it's safer than the outside world - the lords of the Dragonfire Islands kill each other, and their sons are always on the edge of their lungs to seize every fleeting opportunity.

A heavy, dull thud brought the young mage's attention back, and the gnomes moved a shallow obsidian disc several times larger than what Cremar had seen at Mage Alva, and if an adult male lay down, he wouldn't have to bend his knees - a warlock looked down at the bottom of the obsidian disc inlaid with Mithril lines and gems, and on top of it floated a faint layer of flame, the flame was a near-transparent blue.

The sorcerer Naga chanted the incantation and swung her body to fall into a state of distraction, while several of the mages and warlocks she had tapped raised their hands and made gestures to cast the spell, an invisible cage that confined the fire elemental creatures they had summoned in midair, and they spin, jumped, and flapped their wings restlessly, and then screamed in anger or pleading. As Naga's arms spread and her fingers curled, the flames in the obsidian disk suddenly stretched out with countless slender tentacles like living creatures, and a mage threw the fire elemental creature he had summoned, a vermilion peregrine falcon, into it. The tentacles grabbed it at once—vermilion and light cyan blue blended together, bursting with pure golden sparks, and the fire elemental peregrine falcon let out a final chirp that was assimilated in an instant—and the other fire elemental creatures began to become frantic at the sight of this, except that the casters who had not yet temporarily summoned or who had not yet abandoned them held their magic pets in their arms or pressed them into their sleeves, while the casters who summoned the fire elemental creatures only for the purpose of this spell only indifferently strengthened the power of the detention.

Cremar's fire elemental pet, the shiny little spider, raised its chelicera in fear to cover its eight eyes. Fire elemental creatures fear death just as much as they do now, the flames that originate from the fire plane will assimilate them - although they are born from the fire elemental and return to the fire element after they die, they know with their thoughts and memories that even if an identical creature is born again in the fire plane, it is blank, it is not "itself".

But it didn't know if it could turn to this "man", who was strange, even though he and the spider's owner were using the same body. But the pet is connected to the soul and not to the body, and its owner is not "the man", but "the man", although the "man" asks it to obey the orders of "the man". But in this case, it is not sure that "this man" will protect it and not sacrifice it.

The lich touched the little spider that had even forgotten to control the temperature out of fear, and was heating like a coal-fired piece in his sleeve. It immediately curled up, its eight legs folded toward its abdomen, and it looked like it was dead—the pet did bear a slight resemblance to its owner. The former immortal briefly missed his former pet, the little devil Asmodeos, no, maybe not, he never felt as shallow and greedy as the little devil, but this eight-legged creature was quite similar to his stupid master, did it think that it was an ordinary spider of the main plane, and even if it died, it could still leave a tangible body?

The finger just pressed the spider's back and retreated, not grabbing it out, the eight-legged fire elemental creature was a little relieved, but it still didn't climb out of the caster's sleeve, its ears were filled with the wails left by its companions before they were on the verge of extinction, some humans could hear, while others could only be heard by fire elemental creatures, this kind of wail could stay in its memory for a hundred years or more.

The latter sound came from the young mage's toad, which tried to grasp its master's fingers, but was thrown into the obsidian plate without hesitation, its last cry like a cry: "Woohoo...... Woohoo, Gurgling...... Woohoo, Gurgling...... Gurgling......"

The little spider paused, wishing it was just a spider on the main plane, so that it could confuse the message from the cilia on its legs.

The bottom of the obsidian basin was like dew, and it became more transparent and strong after devouring nearly half of the fire elemental creatures, and it stands to reason that the pattern on the bottom of the plate should be clearer, but when you look at it, you can only see a dazzling light.

"It's not enough," Naga said, a warlock hesitated, his pet was a lynx, its color was golden, among the fire elemental creatures, the higher the color temperature of the flame it carried, the more powerful it was, gold was only better than red, perhaps because of the long-term battle, it even looked a little dull, after Naga made a gesture, the warlock finally made up his mind and threw the lynx-like fire elemental creature into the obsidian disk- The lynx miraculously did not make a sound, and only struggled to glance at its owner before finally perishing.

The obsidian disk was finally satisfied after devouring the last sacrifice, and the bottom of it swelled, white light and cyan flames intertwined with each other, and pale golden ripples like sunlight spread from the very bottom, revealing a beautiful landscape that should not have been on the main plane.

The surrounding magical energy fluctuated, echoing the energy hidden beneath the gray-black rocks, which seemed to be able to sense the existence of the source and rush to declare their existence. The ground trembled slightly, the temperature in the air became hotter and hotter, and some of the most eyesighted mages could already find those disturbing black crevices in the clam-gray basin, and in the blink of an eye, brilliant red poured out of the darkness, and the casters raised their arms to release their magical pets, the fire elemental creatures of the birds were the first to arrive, and the beasts followed, and the little spider of Kremar did not rush to magnify itself, but threw a piece of spider silk as thin as nothing, stuck to the feet of a blue-blue pigeon, and hitched a ride。

Naga smiled and glanced at the black-haired spellcaster, as if appreciative of his pet.

As soon as the fire elemental creatures fell into the basin, the lava surging under the rock became crazy, they gushed out of the cracks, sliding and merging with each other in the depths of the basin like molten grease, the fire elemental creatures crawled on the lava, flying and walking, the former left the lava as if it had nothing to take with it, but both the person could feel an unbearable pressure coming towards them, and the warlocks and mages avoided it, giving way to the energy that could turn the entire Eastern Crown into a scorched earth, but none of them wanted to look away, even if the heat had distorted the airThe things they saw had lost its original form - one of the fastest flying white albatross landed in the obsidian disk, and the energy it pulled was swirled and sucked into it, and humans could clearly feel the temperature around them suddenly drop, and with the arrival of more fire elemental creatures, this change of high and low became extremely obvious.

Especially Cremar's fire elemental pet spider, it has not changed the size of its body from beginning to end, on the blue dove, everyone can see such a small red dot, but the energy they bring back - perhaps because of the superposition of the two, is the strongest, Naga, who has been waiting next to the obsidian disk, involuntarily took several steps back, and her robe still burned because of it.

Naga tore off the part that had been engulfed in flames, her nails as sharp as a dagger - and though her legs were completely exposed, she didn't seem to care.

"You've got a pretty good pet. She said, smiling brightly at Cremar. (To be continued.) )