Hell Island is once again in a period of activity, ever since the damn red dragon induced a major explosion. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info regular eruptions have become the characteristics of this volcano, at least three times a day there are eruptions of a certain scale, erupting countless volcanic ash and lava bombs, the original forest under the mountain is burned to the ground, replaced by black and red mountains towering in the sea. This eruption also changed the climate, and the torrential rain that used to envelop the entire island now became covered by torrential rain except for the entire volcanic mountain, which caused the dry and humid air, cold and hot air to form more heavy rain and strong winds at the junction, and the ecology of the whole island became very bad.

The trees continued to grow, but they were not accustomed to the rainstorm and the winds dying, and the whole island was shrouded in a miasma of dead trees and rotting leaves, and a large number of poisonous insects of all kinds multiplied, and the place was completely unsuitable for human life - perhaps goblins and kobolds. But there was nothing of value in this place but sea monsters, and the disappointed adventurers stopped harassing them, because they couldn't find any trace of the red dragon still here.

The changes in the topography have made the sea area more fertile and deteriorating, and the seabed has been further divided by earthquakes and volcanic eruptions, both elevated and deep, which makes the seabed extremely steep, and the waves and undercurrents formed by the convergence of warm and cold currents here are extremely varied. The mineral- and organic-rich ash is constantly washed into the sea by rainwater, and together with the churning currents, the plankton population here is fed by countless schools of fish, and all kinds of fish breed wildly here, forming a huge fishing ground. So many fish, cephalopods, and shellfish support a large number of marine high-level predators, and all kinds of sharks and whales appear here, as well as those sea monsters that are unique to Ferron. Sea monsters of all sizes also roam here, and they can find enough food and habitat here - the extremely majestic and complex cliffs and caves of the sea monsters give the sea monsters a happy home, and as a result, even Ambori's followers, the vicious fish-men, do not dare to set foot in this place - Ambori has never been a god who solves problems and arranges a good and pleasant life for her creation, but rather watches them sacrifice in fear and struggle to survive.

Off the coast of Hell Island, the coastline is mostly stony, and the sandy beaches formed by washed volcanic ash are rare gems. As soon as you get out of the shore, this place is mostly directly cut into the seabed, and above it is the waves that roar and crash into white snowflakes, in short, this place is not a tourist beach except for those treasure-like beaches...... Even those beaches are full of huge waves day and night, and if it were on Earth, it might be a surfing mecca. Such a scene is basically unseen, and the place of Faeron is small and barren, and more than half of the entire continent is completely no man's land, a wilderness that no one has ever set foot on - in this year. If anyone stood here, he could immediately see all sorts of strange and vicious shadows in the waves—dorsal fins as high as one person, which were the most common tricks, dorsal fins that were two or three people high, and wrists and feet as thick as stone pillars, and so on. This sea has existed for a long time. The red dragon never showed its head again, so much so that all adventurers thought the dragon was gone.

In this way, more than ten years passed. The cracks and cavities under the volcano would now be found in a psychedelic mushroom paradise, full of mushrooms glowing red and mirroring the magma rivers on the ground, some as big as houses and as small as fingers. And among these mushrooms, there are mushroom people of all heights and heights, who are busy picking mushrooms of the right size, and they are also leveling the ground with their fists and caps and constantly quarrying with their hand knives, constantly opening up the passage to the underground world.

It's the mushroom people at work, and over the years they've stretched out more than ten kilometers of known passages, finding new large cavities and underground rivers, as well as some magic nodes. As they open up passages, they continue to grow mushrooms in new places - unfortunately, due to the lack of lava, the mushrooms planted in the new places have become normal mushrooms, which can only be eaten as food and cannot give birth to new mushroom people.

Now a mushroom man was smashing open the crack, and the next moment a strange creature rushed over, and a spark lit up on the mushroom man's mushroom cap with a loud bang. It was a monster with a vulture-like head covered in carapace, and then a second and a third rushed out of the crack...... In another crack, another mushroom man smashed open the rock in front of him, and found that there was a black passage inside, and there were bones of unknown creatures on the ground, and under the light of the large hollow behind him, a tall figure that seemed to have two horns appeared in front of him.

Claudius lay motionless at the bottom of a large cavity that had expanded into the interior of a volcanic wall, as if he were dead. Less than two or three meters below the entrance of the cave was boiling magma, and there was a small step next to it that led to a crack above the magma below - this was the passage through which the mushroom people usually walked. This red dragon now looks quite thrilling, and those who don't know will think that it is a necromantic dragon or a zombie dragon - the dragon skin under the dragon scales is attached to the bones, as if a piece of skin is wrapped in a pair of dragon bones, the body of forty meters long is lying on the ground like a small mountain, the original thick hind limbs have also become skin and bones, the muscles have atrophied, and the head is as terrifying as the skeletal face of the black dragon. But beneath Claudius's body, the ground of the rock had already melted, and he was lying in the molten magma burned by the field. The dragon scales are still quite clean and shiny, thanks to the flame mushrooms that people keep wiping all the time. Now the red dragon's breathing was extremely slow, so to speak, almost as if it had stopped. This death-like sleep is why dragons find a place to hide during their dormant period.

Breathing began to speed up, flames rose in the huge dark red body, and magma continued to emerge, and in the magma, the original skinny body gradually began to plump, but never returned to the active state, and then the dragon half-sank into the magma, and the breathing became extremely slow again...... Although there was no dragon power, if anyone really saw Claudius, he would not be able to break away from the fear and stand in front of this dragon......