Marat's followers are not all humans, in fact there are more humanoid races among them - such as ogres, gnolls, beasts, werewolves, tigermen, and other races believe in the black-blooded beast more than humans. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info and this time the "hunting hand" of Mara who came here is a werewolf, this werewolf leads several human rangers to step on the plate. For this reason, the werewolf also carried a transformation necklace made of Marat's divine powers, disguising himself as a human. Now they were hiding on the other side, watching the huge red dragon let them go after a few words to the group of holy warriors? This kind of behavior is completely abnormal, under normal circumstances, it should be that the holy warrior and the red dragon will shout and start fighting as soon as they see each other. Several of Marat's followers immediately felt that this was really unreasonable, this red dragon was not only abnormal in appearance, but also psychologically abnormal - otherwise they would have won the supreme favor of their gods today, and they could sacrifice a red dragon while also offering those hated and hateful holy warriors and priests as prey to their own gods.

"Hmm, there's a familiar smell." Before Claudius had fallen asleep, the guy raised his head slightly and twitched his nose a few times. "No, it's not a smell. It's a certain feeling! The red dragon thought about it for a moment, and then he flicked his tail. The fiery red mushroom men ran swiftly towards the chasm, the shy mushroom men seemed to be holding out in front of Claudius, and now that the silver-white canners were gone, they also quickly burrowed into the chasm. And Claudius simply plunged the front half of his body deep into the magma, and the next moment raised his head in the magma river. Blazing red lava flowed down his head, and the guy put his mouth in the river of lava.

The volcano erupted. It was an eruption of unprecedented magnitude -- since the volcano had just grown out of the sea. The followers of the righteous gods happened to have crossed the crater and were walking down the volcanic body, and the shock of the sudden eruption caused them all to fall to the ground - the priests were very experienced, and immediately opened the half-plane protectorate, and together they slipped along the rope into the half-plane to hide the blazing fire bombs that fell from the sky, as well as a large number of stones and hot ash. The eruption was so violent that it looked like the entire bottom of the crater had been blown away, and the entire crater lake should have been blown into the air. The massive earthquake that stretched across the island uprooted many trees, and even the mountains in all directions began a new round of collapse.

Marat's followers had less than a second to roar...... And then it was gone. Claudius was quite comfortable enjoying the impact of the eruption in the magma, which to him was like a massage. Violent eruptions come and go as quickly as they come, and Claudius learns a whole new set of tricks, which is how to activate an active volcano. The abundant fire element in this guy's body has helped a lot, red dragons, especially red dragons who have entered old age, can have a considerable impact on the place where they are, and there are quite a few ancient dragon-level red dragons who turn their graveyards into a place that burns forever after they die.

The calmed volcano had no internal land, which forced Claudius to temporarily abandon the possibility of sleeping here, and presumably had to find another place to sleep before the lava near the edge cooled and solidified into the ground. "Huh? What the hell? Claudius spread his wings and was about to fly away, when suddenly he saw a magical aura. The source of the aura was stuck in a crack in the crater, in the form of a necklace. Claudius stretched out his claws and picked up the necklace with the tip of his claw, and then he saw the mushrooms waving at him at the crack - the flaming mushrooms, like their owners, were not afraid of lava.

Claudius stood on the ruins of the woods, burned by volcanic ash and falling lava, and put the necklace he was holding in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. If you identify this kind of thing, as a red dragon, you have an innate ability to evaluate, and as the highest level of the beast, the red dragon can detect the spells attached to it - you can roughly tell. "It's ...... Transfiguration, right? The red dragon clutched its head and repeatedly scratched at the part of the skull under the horns, dragons, especially true dragons, are born magicians - although most of them rely on the methods of warlocks to cast spells and most of them are too lazy to study spells, and they all rely on sleep to awaken naturally, but this does not prevent Claudius from recognizing this spell from his own dragon heritage - all dragons are born with the ability to recognize spells.

This is indeed a constant Transfiguration necklace, and since it is made with the divine power of the god Marat, a black-blooded beast and a master of lurking and hunting, it is considered an artifact in a sense - at least it is much better than the Transfiguration items on the market. "Skin of Marat: Constant Transfiguration Necklace. Adaptive to the user's size, it can provide the user with a permanent transformation effect, which can transform into three designated beasts or two humanoids, and the user permanently loses a fourth-level magic slot or a fourth-level spell slot during activation, and if not, it will be converted into the upper level of spell deduction according to the three lower spell slots. Note: It is limited to Marat believers. ”

Claudius scolded, and was about to smash this thing at that time, "I finally picked up a treasure, and I actually limited the user qualifications!" What the is this! I'll fuck you Mara ancestors for eighteen generations! At this time, Claudius had no understanding, and scolded Marat, who had not had time to provoke him, without learning any lesson, and ignoring the fact that the gods could hear these words...... This red dragon has always looked like this, with a big grin, and it is absolutely self-assured. But if you really want to smash this thing, Claudius is a little reluctant, "I always feel that I can find someone to help me change it, maybe those canned men can help - at most I promise not to rob their temple." The mighty red dragon muttered, and then the guy dug a pit in the wall of the volcano and lay down to get ready for a while.

At this time, the stones on the cave wall fell with a clatter, and then a hole appeared, revealing a mushroom head. "These guys are really good, aren't they?" Claudius sighed, and then the guy pressed the Transfiguration necklace in his paw against the mushroom cap, "Help me keep an eye on this, don't let the thief steal it." Then the guy didn't care about the expression on the mushroom man's face, and fell to sleep on the ground - the mushroom man's expression was quite cartoonish...... Before falling asleep, the mouth of the cave collapsed due to the shaking of the heavy body, and the flowing magma gradually closed the hole, but this guy's tail flicked at the mouth of the cave, leaving a vent more than a meter high.

While Claudius was sleeping, the Flame Mushroom Man did not stop working. These little creatures have a lot of strength, and because they are half-organic, half-metal, they are also quite good at digging rocks. The little ones got into the half-sealed cave one after another, and began to level the walls inside, and at the same time began to open the passage to the inner crater, and worked very hard. In this way, Claudius fell into a new slumber, and the change of place made the search for the red dragon fail again and again - both the followers of the gods of justice who came here to observe after setting up the waypoint and the believers of Marat, who were enraged by the defeat, they all lost the trace of the red dragon. Only the pets of the goddess Ambori still firmly occupy the four mountains, but they are not able to occupy the volcano because they are not very suitable for each other's climate.

The mushroom people have been cultivating mushrooms in the ground, and the huge cavities in the cracks have been overgrown with mushrooms, and the lava has formed a slow river here due to eruptions and earthquakes, illuminating the entire cavity and creating suitable conditions for the proliferation of flame mushrooms. In short, the number of these mushroom people has exceeded three digits, and no matter what work they want to do, it can be said that they have enough manpower.