Chapter 54

There are no monsters in the newborn jungle, and there are no animals worth mentioning except for frigate birds that fly in the sky with a wingspan of more than two or even three meters. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 infoSo you don't need to focus on the attack of monsters such as goblins, kobolds, and gnolls like you do in the old woods on the continent, you just need to find a place where you can put your feet and move forward little by little. Even so, the devotees of the righteous gods were still moving slowly, the ruggedness of the terrain, the thick ash under their feet were obstacles - often the foot fell straight to the thigh, if you were unlucky, it would not be topped, and the dense bushes and branches that the believers had to use the knight's sword to clear the way, and it was quite frustrating for valuable magic weapons to be used in this path.

But the biggest trouble is the daily rainstorm, this hellish place is at least half a day in the rainy season, and all of them are heavy rains, and the temperature has been maintained at about twenty-five degrees, and the forest is so hot that it is too high to be humid. So the plants in this damn place are growing so well that they explode - the druids who the trees might die happy, but these believers in the gods of justice are in the mood to scold their mothers against their teachings. The terrain was so rugged and wooded that any attempt to camp in place would fail—it would take half a day just to cut down the trees, then set up camp in the torrential rain, and then dry the ground inside the tents, so that they could not do it for a day, and if they wanted to camp every day, they would not leave...... Fortunately, there is magic in this world. The priests of Ransendale already had the magic of creating a camping hut, not to mention that they also carried a magical artifact that could activate the spell of Leomon's hut once a day - a bright crystal ball, an expensive item that could provide eight hours of Leomon hut spell effects every day, plus similar magic performed by the priests. The problem of camping is solved - although it is quite expensive - this item must be recharged, and the priest must spend two divine energy of the same level to recharge the ball, but fortunately, it can be recharged by the priest of the god who is not needed for the time being.

Even so, the pace of progress is slow. Since there were no animals, the priests and paladins had to rely on the art of making food to survive after eating up the dry food. The pace of progress is much slower than previously estimated, and much slower. It could take them a month to get close to the volcano and find the red dragon. God provided them with plenty of patience, because with the priests and paladins of Lansendel, they could still have laughter and laughter even when their underwear was soaked in the rain every day. The closer you get to the volcano, the hotter it gets, and by the time you get to the volcanic island, the temperature finally changes to a damn rainforest climate. With temperatures over 35 degrees Celsius and the heavy rain that is bound to fall every day, this place is all the more like hell - nothing more than overgrown with plants, puddles of water, and knee-high water and fallen leaves. Fortunately, there were no animals here except bugs - the problem was that wasps, scorpions the length of half a man, and spiders about the same size as a human were not to be trifled with. Although the challenge level of this group of bugs is equal to zero for these "adventurers", it is still very effective to disturb people's hearts if they can't stand the large number of them.

Eventually, the adventurers managed to climb to a certain height in the volcanic mountain, where the air became dry and the dense rainforest disappeared. Instead, the ground is covered with red moss covering the rocks, which defy common sense can be seen at night with a faint red glow, and it is also hot, which also keeps the temperature above 40 degrees Celsius day and night. Still, it made the adventurers cheer - at least the rain rarely visited them, and the clothes finally escaped the fate of being always wet. The followers of the righteous gods climbed up the south side of the volcano, while in the north, there were about three or four groups of five or six adventurers climbing the mountain, and because of the size of the mountain, most of them did not know each other's location. In fact, behind the gods of justice, there are also several adventuring teams advancing, but they are even more unlucky to have not yet made it out of the forest, and the clothes on their bodies are almost rotten......

Claudius didn't know that anyone was preparing to visit his lair, and he didn't know that there were people on the hill below who were watching the freshwater waterfall that poured down to form a rainbow. At this altitude, the biggest threat to the adventure team is still the magma. The surface of the magma may have cooled to black, but underneath the black shell is still a dark red slow-flowing magma, which will crush the hard shell on the surface and fall into the lava - in which case, most adventurers will be doomed, unless they have a fireproof barrier on their body at all times. The air temperature here should be more than fifty degrees, and the dry and scorching air is rapidly consuming people's physical strength, and the average adventurer is dead when he comes to this environment. But for charismatic priests and paladins, this is nothing, and it is a little more comfortable than the abyss and hell - at least not so much negative energy.

The followers of Marat, the trappers, also survived life in the rainforest, and because of their rank of gods, they were even far more accustomed to life in the woods than the followers of the gods of justice, and seemed to be in much better condition than the priests and paladins. The insects weren't even prey to them, but the sea monsters along the way were causing them a lot of trouble - Goddess Ambori didn't mind her sea monsters killing some of Marat's devotees, but she loved to see that.

The highest point of the volcano is almost 80 degrees of vertical cliffs, and there are occasional rubble and lava flows, but none of this can stop adventurers. They tried to find a crack in the wall to get into the crater, but after looking for a nearby spot, they decided to go in from the top of the mountain - not that they couldn't find it, but it was too much time to see, the prophecy spell was hard, and the wayfinding seemed to be useless. It took another day for the adventurers to finally reach the summit - it would take another day for the believers of Marat to arrive, and it was even more difficult to say for the other adventurers. The thick smell of sulfur enveloped these priests and holy warriors, and in the faint smoke, the first thing they saw was the huge magma lake more than two hundred meters below, the magma lake that shone with red light, and it was still churning. There was no trace of the red dragon, not so much nothing as in the smoke, and it was difficult for the red dragon to distinguish from the red of the magma dozens of meters long. "We have to go down." This is their unanimous view.

The way down is relatively simple, as the layers of volcanic rock that condensed after the eruption wind down the inner volcanic walls like a natural staircase. But beware of the lava blocks that erupt from the magma lake from time to time, if you are hit, even if you are wearing a divine shield and hanging a protective flame barrier, you will not be able to eat and walk around. After adding a magic technique to each other, the righteous men descended the road, dodging sudden eruptions again and again, and finally descended to the bottom of the crater. Looking at the magma lake a few meters away in front of him, he looked at the condensed rock layer of about 100 square meters around him. "We're on the wrong track...... This is not the location of the Red Dragon. The youngest of the holy warriors, the charismatic warrior, looked into the distance, looked at the disjointed path around the looming lava lake, and said, "That red dragon is probably on the other side." ”