Hot, hot lava surged and swirled, destroying all obstacles that stood in its way. The trees in front of them did not wait for the lava to approach, and the high temperature radiated from it ignited it, and in an instant the flames rose to the sky and thick smoke billowed into the sky, but the werewolf at the foot of the volcano did not even feel much temperature, only a little unbearable heat.

The fire spread in all directions, and lava continued to erupt from the volcano. Like a strange snake out of purgatory, it keeps rolling in one direction.

The whole forest was torn apart like cheese from a red-hot knife, and the fire continued to melt from both sides of the rift.

Pushing all the way, tall trees are set on fire, boulders blocking the way are melted, and icy streams are evaporated, destroying everything and assimilating everything, this is lava.

The beasts of the whole forest, strong and weak, were terrified, trembling and fleeing in all directions.

At the other end of the forest, near the location of the village of Creek. Alice and the others looked at the sky-high fire in amazement, and countless beasts were fleeing.

A pitch-black mudslide destroyed the forest barrier, and a little red-hot magma was faintly visible beneath the black surface, still emitting terrifying heat.

"Follow this path, come back!" Suddenly, a faint voice came from the magma.

"It's the voice of Lord Balin!" the werewolf was stunned

"Mom's ......"

"Oh my God......"

"Wow, save me......"

......

The children screamed

"Wizard!?is this wizard power?" Alice exclaimed, and a frenzied yearning appeared on her face.

The lava had begun to cool, but the fire burned all night. Until dawn breaks through the darkness, the high temperature hedges against the atmosphere, forming a low pressure that coalesces to carry a large amount of water vapor.

Heavy rain poured down and extinguished the flames.

It wasn't until after the rain stopped at noon that Alice and the others took a group of kidnapped children to step on the black road after the lava solidified and quickly returned to the volcano.

When he came, he was cautious, but when he returned, he walked on the road to heaven. The black lava road is surrounded by charred tree stumps, and the vision is apocalyptic.

The door is open, just waiting for your guests to come to the door!

The next day, three werewolves swaggered to Xiaohe Village with the clothes of the kidnapped children.

Yesterday's eruption cast a huge shadow on the villagers of Xiaohe Village, and most of the villagers' families found out that their children were missing.

By the time the three werewolf lumberjacks arrived, the entire village of Little River was in ruins with villagers who were terrified of moving and families who had lost their children. The whole village of Xiaohe was shrouded in a gloomy cloud.

"Bell, bell!"

The three werewolf lumberjacks made their way to the church in the center of the village, where there was only one priest with no power. Compared to a priest, although it is only a word difference, it is essentially a world of difference. The priest was only a temporary position for the Holy See to recruit the more devout local lay to fill the position when the staff was short.

The burly lumberjack restrained the old priest in three or two strokes, and tied him firmly with a rope. Then stride to the bell tower of the church and ring the bell!

This is not the time for prayer, and when the bell rings, something big must happen. The villagers of Xiaohe Village, who had been devastated in their hearts, rushed to the church one after another.

However, the church that sounded the alarm bell and summoned the villagers closed its doors. Only a group of anxious Xiaohe villagers were left looking at each other.

After about half an hour, standing on the high bell tower and watching the villagers almost arrive, the werewolf walked down the bell tower.

"Squeak......"

The door of the church slowly opened with the sound of tooth sore bearings, and three tall and burly werewolves stepped out of the church with three large packages.

Whoa!

Without waiting for the villagers to ask, the three packages were untied by the werewolf and spilled the contents on the ground!

"Your children have angered Your Excellency the Flame King, who controls the volcano! Yesterday's volcanic eruption is your warning! Your children are now imprisoned by the Flame King! However, the Great Flame King is merciful! He has given you foolish mortals a choice, take up arms and attack His volcano against the magma, or surrender!"

Things are going very well! Yesterday's terrifying volcanic eruption has completely frightened the villagers of Xiaohe Village. What's more, the children of most families fell into the hands of this mysterious powerhouse, and the villagers of the Flame King naturally had never heard of it, and this was originally just a name that Bahrain temporarily made up to put gold on his face.

Although the villagers had never heard of this unfamiliar name, they were very familiar with the clothes and jewelry scattered at the feet of the three strong men. It's all your own child's stuff!

Regardless of whether yesterday's volcano had something to do with the strong of these three people, at least their own children did fall into their hands. Whether these three people are really messengers sent by a mysterious powerhouse, or bandits hiding in the mountains, holding most of the family children in their hands is equivalent to holding the lifeblood of Xiaohe Village.

"Your Merciful Excellency promises you, as long as you show sufficient sincerity, that every week he will allow some of his children to return to their families!, however, His Excellency is also severe!In order to prevent your betrayal, after seven days, the child who has been allowed to return home must return to the volcano, or he will kill the remaining hostages left in the volcano!"

When there is no conflict of interest, the villagers may be able to share the same hatred, but once the interests are divided, the selfish side of human nature will be revealed.

As Alice described her life as "always like that", in this era of inconvenient transportation, most of the villagers have never traveled far in their lives. The lack of knowledge makes them feel helpless in the face of such a big thing!

It wasn't until Piping, who had seen a little bit of the world, Alice's father, stepped out of the crowd that the chaotic situation was brought under control.

"Three gentlemen, what does the Lord of the Volcano need to show our submission? You should know that we are only poor peasants!" asked Peping, with his half-bald head bowed, very humble.

"Food, clothing, medicine, and other supplies! Don't worry, we'll pay!" a werewolf lumberjack grinned!

Reaching out and taking out a few silver coins, Shi Shiran tossed them back and forth in his hand. The sun shines on the silver coin, giving off a charming brilliance!

"Hiss......"

"Silver!"

"Can you give us money?"

......

The glow of the silver coin stung the eyes of a group of hillbillies.

"Gentlemen, leave this matter directly to me!" Suddenly a farmer in a straw hat stepped forward, bowed deeply, and greedily gazed at the brilliance of the silver coin!

At the same time, the three sons of the forest, who were sitting cross-legged on the first floor of the big wooden house in the lumber yard and monitoring the forest at all times, suddenly howled miserably, raised their heads and spewed out a mouthful of green blood, and passed out directly!

A letter was carried by Alice to the gate of the lumberyard camp and handed to the lumberjacks who stayed behind.

The letter was soon presented to Father Windsor.

"I'm waiting for you at the volcano---- Arcanist Balin"