In the words of Bonnell, the place where Carlo is now standing is the position of Pazunia**, a disgusting statement, but very vivid.

The first thing Carlo saw was the sinuous "large intestine".

It was an irregularly shaped lake of magma, cascading down from afar, churning and boiling, the color of the magma was different from what Carlo had ever seen, with a dull gray.

"That's the molten steel that comes up from the ground," said Cunel, "the flow here is almost so thin that there is none, if the place where we are standing now is the source of magma, it is the real molten iron lake, the boundless hot iron-colored molten steel is like a string of natural white-hot furnaces, full of the smell of wealth, it is so wonderful to think about that scene"

There was an intoxicated look of greed on his face, and he was already immersed in the illusion of being surrounded by disaster coins.

Carlo was noncommittal, he looked up at the sky, a red sun hung high in the sky, emitting scorching heat and blinding sunlight all the time, this temperature seemed a little unbearable to ordinary demons, but Carlo had a comfortable feeling of soaking his whole body in the hot springs.

"Terraria, after that hapless fool died, Pazunia is indeed much cooler," said Cunel, "If I had never wanted to come to this place before, the heat would have burned Rinel's ass, and now even the sun has turned red."

"What color was that before?" asked Carlo casually.

"Of course it's white, as white as a succubus's chest and ass," said Knair, who laughed lewdly.

Carlo snorted and moved on.

In addition to the molten iron lake, which occupies almost half of the level, the ground of Pazunia is also covered with countless huge pits, deep and lightless, with no end in sight, these deep pits penetrate into the deeper horror level, which is equivalent to the entrance of a portal, and no one knows where they will appear in the next moment after jumping in.

Pazunia is dotted with heath and windswept wastelands, and jagged rocky mountains where demons with huge wings can be seen flying between them.

Compared to a few tens of thousands of years ago, the anger here seems to be much stronger.

"Where are you going next?" said Bonnell, following Carlo.

Carlo didn't answer, but crouched down and reached out to scoop up a ball of magma from the molten iron lake, and the magma squirmed violently with his thoughts, slowly fading in color, and then, a ball of pure black liquid the size of a fingernail was separated and landed in the palm of Carlo's hand, condensing into a round ball with a metallic luster.

Carlo stretched out his fingers and pinched it, and the steel ball was crumpled into a small discus by him, which he threw on the ground.

"My God" Bonnell pounced on the carrion vulture, picked up the discus on the ground, looked at it carefully, rubbed it, and put it in his mouth and took a bite.

He exclaimed, "High purity black steel?!! How did you do that?"

"Oh, is it?" replied Carlo, but there was no surprise on his face.

He could do this easily, just by manipulating the fire element in the magma to squeeze the molten steel out.

"Isn't this the innate ability of any fire-attribute demon?"

"Damn?!" Ku Nair cursed secretly, and became emotional: "No fire attribute demon can separate such a high purity of molten steel, you are simply a freak?!"

Carlo suddenly smiled fiercely, slammed his huge body in front of Bonel, and sneered, "Dear Bonaire, every demon should have a little secret and hole card, shouldn't it?"

Startled by Carlo's grim eyes, Bonnell couldn't help but move away from him.

"You're right," Muttered Bonnell, and suddenly, he exclaimed, "I have thought of a brilliant plan to make us richer, which might make us richer than the average lord."

"Really?" Carlo replied casually as he looked into the distance as the color darkened, "Tell me about it?"

Clutching the discus tightly in his hand, he said excitedly: "With this high-purity black steel, the captains of countless demon legions will be happy to trade with me Except for Ferrag, they can't find such high-purity black steel at all, I can almost see the flattering smiles on the faces of those high-ranking adults."

Rinel laughed, a shrill laugh echoing over the molten iron lake, and he pointed to the scorching molten iron lake in front of him, his eyes full of blazing greed.

"The most important thing is that we don't need to spend this business full of disaster coins waiting for us to pick it up."

Cinnaire's words made Carlo's heart move slightly, and to be honest, he hadn't really figured out where to start next, which might have been a good choice.

Carlo thought for a moment and said, "As you said, why don't those demon legion leaders go to Firag to trade, she has the greatest resources in her hands"

"Hehe" Ferrag sneered and explained, "That mad woman in Ferrag has taken refuge in Lord Demogorgen, and the Demon Prince is behind her to control the Molten Iron Lake, so she naturally has to pay the price, and the Molten Iron Legion of Ferrag only provides black steel for Demogorgen's side, and never deals with other demon legions."

"Although there is no end to the molten steel in the molten iron lake" Cunel shook the discus in his hand and said with a smile: "But this thing is still in demand"

Carlo looked at Bonnell with a smirk, and thought to himself that it was a wise decision not to kill him, this guy had the cunning that matched greed, the cunning of a businessman.

"Yes, Cunel," Carlo said slowly, "from now on, we will be partners."

"Partner" Bonnell was stunned for a moment, but quickly became happy again: "I like this word"

"You can purify magma all at once?"

Powered by the Calamity Coin, the Bonel has an endless amount of power.

Carlo glanced at him, did not speak, just stretched out his strong arm to the molten iron lake in front of him, and then, I saw that the magma on the entire surface of the lake was boiling violently, like water was boiling, and like some terrifying monster hidden under it was about to rush out.

The next moment, the entire magma lake was taken up by an invisible force, and the scorching breath filled the space, and the heat wave forced the Ronel to retreat continuously.

In just a few moments, a piece of black steel, about the size of Carlo's body, was purified and fell to the ground, condensing into a steel ingot.

Honey's mouth opened wide when he saw it, "Great!"

He became even more excited, and his ugly face turned red: "At this rate, we can make the first trade very quickly"

Cunel said quickly to himself: " But you can't come forward, your strength is too weak, you don't have the strength of the commander level, those legionnaires will only eat us up, the lion may trade with jackals, but never bargain with a rabbit, you need to hide behind the scenes, I will describe you as an ambitious guy who wants to take food from the mouth of Ferrag, those legion commanders dare not provoke Ferrag, who has the demon prince Demogorgen as his backer, but will definitely be happy to see someone make trouble for her, this situation should be more chaotic"

Carlo listened to the way Cunel was thinking, he didn't know what to think, his eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a seemingly nonexistent arc, please Baidu "throw the book network" Thank you for your support!