Soon, a squad dressed as warriors came into the field of view of Thomas and his party from behind the small mound of fire elemental death.

There were five samurai in total, followed by several men dressed as farmers, driving a flatbed truck. Several packages were bundled up on the flatbed, the wheels making a jump of deep rut marks on the still muddy black ground.

The entire forest has been completely burned by two volcanic eruptions, and the once-vibrant jungle is now a charred skeleton.

The werewolves returning to the Frontline Camp face severe food shortages and rely on the neighboring village of Xiaohe to deliver supplies.

And since the birth of twisted elemental creatures on the Burning Plains. At this time, many adventurers were attracted by the Burning Plains, and Hans and the others, who were temporarily living in Xiaohe Village, immediately found one of the adventurers who were heading to the Burning Plains and asked for their help in escorting supplies to the Burning Plains.

"Hey, big man, you're a bloodline knight?" a slightly shorter man stepped out from behind the small mound and looked at the Chinese medicine doctor with a strange expression as he joined his companions.

Slowly dissipating the ice sword in his hand, the burly man grinned widely, revealing a slightly hideous smile. Bent down to pick up the elemental core left behind by the fire elemental creature after its death, and casually threw it to the man behind him: "I gave it to you, it's a partner fee!"

"You spell-making guys have a lot of tricks!" muttered the short adventurer behind him, reaching out to catch the falling elemental core. These are the materials used to make energy potions, and they are expensive!

In this world, only an arcane with a mana furnace and an energy well can not worry about mana. Other professionals don't have this convenience!

Now that the world has not been occupied by Heaven for a short time, these not young adventurers are no strangers to spellcasters, and they forget to glance at Thomas and his party with some feeling: "I haven't seen a spellcaster for several years! I think back then, we also participated in the adventure initiated by an official arcanist! Tsk tsk, that spell at that time was amazing! The sky is full of arcane skills......

The two sides exchanged a few words of greeting and continued to embark on the trip.

After losing the guidance of systematic arcane research, Thomas's and his group of spellcasters were severely distorted by the radiation of arcane energy, and everyone was in a sub-healthy state.

However, in just one short trip, even a few adolescent children began to feel tired. I simply followed the adventure and went to the first-line sky camp to take a little rest. Early the next morning, Thomas and his party, who had had a good night's rest, set off again with the burly bloodline knight and headed in the direction of the crater.

At this moment, in a twisted and dilapidated tent in the crater, Balin leaned back on a rough leather cushion and coughed hoarsely. A mouthful of sticky purulent sputum spurted out of his mouth under the drive of air flow in the chest cavity, and some disgusting hung on the corner of his mouth.

Continued repression of the will of the world has left Bahrain very weak.

The dry air of the crater caused the tonsils in Bahrain to become swollen and inflamed, and the entire lymphatic system began to react with stress. A persistent low-grade fever even begins to cause inflammation in the respiratory system.

Some groggily stood up and stepped out of the rough tent. The crater explosion raging power radiation is a serious danger to the souls of ordinary people. Therefore, Alice, Adam and others only occasionally came to bring some necessary supplies to Bahrain. Most of the time is spent in the shallow karst cave on the site of the first line of heaven.

Let's be honest. Bahrain has long wanted to stay in the crater of a volcano filled with the pungent smell of sulfur. Even if you are crammed into a narrow cave with werewolves, it is better than holding on here alone.

However, Bahrain knew better that for a single day in enemy-occupied territory, he would be completely surrounded by the Holy See army at any moment. Volcano is the only force he can rely on to compete with the Holy See at the moment.

Dragging his sore and limp body, Bahrain was bored pacing back and forth around the small tent.

The sight was apocalyptic as a distorted fire elemental creature wandered aimlessly across the black wasteland.

With a silent sigh, he found a slightly flat stone and sat down. His eyes stared vacantly at a dead black field. It was as if the whole world was left with his own voice, lonely looking for hope to live in the apocalypse.

There is an indescribable sadness in my heart, touching the scene, which is the truest portrayal of Bahrain at this moment. Reaching out and lifting the leather water bag, swallow it slowly, the water washes the inflamed and swollen tonsils, bringing a trace of short-term moisture.

Suddenly, in this dead and silent wilderness, several blurred figures appeared in the afterglow of Bahrain. Mystical elemental brilliance glitters in the wilderness!

"Spellcaster?" Barin's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at it with all his might. With a thought, arcane brilliance burned between Balin's hands.

Thomas was about to run out of mana at this moment, enduring the feeling of weakness and powerlessness caused by the emptiness of mana, gritting his teeth and squeezing what little mana he had left. The children who followed him behind him had completely exhausted their mana at this moment, and their weak bodies could only stand by supporting each other.

The chance bloodline knight is at the forefront, and his superb hand-to-hand combat skills are stalking the half-human-tall fire elemental creatures!

Bang!

A large lava hand suddenly burst through the black volcanic earth from the feet of the Bloodline Knight, directly pushing the fire elemental creature that was fighting him into the air.

The lava hand immediately shook inward, and the two power attributes directly hedged. The energy waves interfered with each other, producing high-frequency pulses that instantly tore apart the fire elemental creatures, turning them into a handful of fireworks that exploded.

Instinctively, several people turned their eyes to the volcano, just in time to see a faint voice standing on the crater. The arcane brilliance is still burning!

"It's the Arcanist in the crater!"

"Official Arcanist!"

"It's so powerful......"

Several young people couldn't help but exclaim, and Thomas was also stunned in place, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while!

"Hey!" the Bloodline Knight let out an inexplicable laugh, his chest rising and falling rapidly, obviously tired: "Get up!"

The burly bloodline knight greeted, grabbed the elemental core that fell from mid-air, and ran quickly towards the volcano with his long legs. The two sides had met in the water, and in the face of a common threat before, they naturally worked together. At this moment, the powerful Arcanist was in front of him, and the Bloodline Knight naturally turned his head and ran, without the slightest intention of caring about the exhausted Thomas and the others.

Soon, the burly and physically energetic bloodline knight had come to the halfway point of the mountain. It was only at this moment that he finally saw the rumored powerful and mysterious arcanist standing on the crater.

"Gladiator mage?" the Bloodline Knight's pupils contracted suddenly!

"Gladiator Butcher, we meet again!" said Balin smiled, but his face was sickly pale.