I don't know how long it took, but Gilbert woke up in a warm state.

The pain in his body had subsided at some point, and Gilbert rolled over and sat up, feeling better than ever.

There was an abundance of vitality in his body, and Gilbert jumped to his feet, standing in the air, and the cultivation of the transcendent realm was perfectly displayed.

Gilbert couldn't help but let out a cheer, and the sight before him brightened, and the blind eye had somehow regained sight.

Gilbert looked around, he was in a large hall, surrounded by firelight, churning flames gently around Gilbert,

The tongue of fire gently licked Gilbert's body, bringing him a burst of comfortable warmth.

In the main hall, there were churning flames everywhere, and in the middle of the main hall, the image of the fire god Sacheron stood in amazement.

Seeing Gilbert looking at him, the god of fire rumbled and said, "My servant, you have passed the test, come, bow down to me." ”

Gilbert stepped on the sea of fire and approached the god of fire, and there was a cold feeling under his feet, Gilbert looked up, and the mighty god of fire was high above, standing in the clouds,

Flames rose around the fire god's body, and his face was hidden in the flames and difficult to see, only his eyes showed a majestic gaze looking down on him!

Once again, the voice of the Fire God rang out: "Kneel, my servant!" ”

Gilbert sneered and said loudly, "I will not kneel to the impostor. Fuck off, Mirror Monster, how dare you blaspheme the great gods like this. ”

The scene around him faded like a tide, and Gilbert was still leaning feebly against the trees, when it began to rain, and the icy rain accumulated into a small pool under him, making him feel even colder.

The surrounding mirror monsters surrounded him, and Gilbert's ears heard the roar of the mirror monsters, "Die! ”

The roar seemed to come from far away, echoing in Gilbert's ears,

The voice was loud and small, constantly filling Gilbert's mind, and a mirror monster rushed closer, its arm changing into a sharp sword, and slashed at Gilbert's head!

The rain became heavier and heavier, and Gilbert ripped open his shirt, revealing the tattoo of the god of fire.

Gilbert fell to his knees in the pouring rain, and the sound of pious prayer resounded through the silent forest!

When Gilbert was awakened by the heat again, his whole body was still weak and weak, and the hard ground under him was hot.

Gilbert jumped up like a lizard in the hot sand. In front of him was a towering mountain of flames, the ground was full of boiling lava, and the sky was pressed low and covered with clouds that burned like flames.

Every breath of air Gilbert took was like inhaling a breath of fire, and the earth beneath his feet seemed to be in a charcoal furnace, and the scorching breath of the fire elemental filled the whole world.

As far as the eye could see, the mountains were full of terrifying monsters he had never seen before.

These monsters are hideous and vicious, with different forms, and their whole bodies are filled with a violent aura of fire.

Strange flame flowers grew everywhere on the hot ground, and the stamens of the flame flowers wriggled and spewled bright flame seeds into the sky.

The flame seeds then turned dark red as the temperature dropped, and the iron beads rolled to the ground.

The lava pools were filled with magma, and out of them came huge lava monsters, which moved slowly, leaving a string of red footprints on the ground they walked on.

Hot lava emerges from the monster's footprints, forming tiny pools of lava.

Some monsters the size of an ox, with flames burning all over their bodies, lit a flame on the ground with every step, and a blazing cloud of fire erupted from their nostrils with every breath,

Some long, lizard-like monsters burrowed in and out of the lava cracks in the ground, and their bodies were as fast as streamers, and the ground was burned all the way to black.

In the air, countless fireflies vibrated their wings in swarms, like clouds of fire flying through the sky.

There were also flame eggs that Gilbert had never seen before, like giant bird eggs, floating in the air, and strings of flames dripping from them, melting small holes in the hard ground.

In addition to these monsters, the volcano is also littered with humanoid flame warriors and flame archers, armed with longbows and swords forged from flames, wrapped in flames.

Their eyes were also glowing with fire, and when they looked at Gilbert, the scorching gaze brought Gilbert a cold to the bone.

Gilbert rose up his weak body and walked to the top of the mountain, and the monsters surrounded him,

The lines of the fire god tattoo on Gilbert's body became fiery red, and the fire god seemed to come to life and was about to come out of Gilbert's skin.

When the monsters saw the image of the god of fire, they all humbly retreated, making way for Gilbert.

Gilbert looked up, the top of the mountain was hidden in the red clouds, and the ground beneath his feet seemed to be burning, and smoke was rising everywhere.

Within a few steps, Gilbert's feet were blistered, and each step made a "sizzling" sound as if stepping on a hot iron plate.

The feet soon lost their senses, and the Gilberts also fell to their knees, and climbed step by step towards the top of the mountain, and the palms and knees began to smoke, and in some places they were already rotten, and the blood that flowed out fell to the ground, and a pungent smell of blood evaporated from the hot ground,

The whisper in my ear began to echo again, "Give up, come back, child"

"My child, enough is enough, you've done enough, come back"

"Brother, my dear brother, come back."

The thunderous voice of the Fire God echoed in Gilbert's ears: "My servant, I forgive you, and if you give up now, you will not be punished by me!" ”

Gilbert's mind had become blurred, and all thoughts had turned into an instinct to climb upwards, until a majestic palace appeared in his only sight.

Gilbert's mind suddenly cleared up, and the palace that appeared in front of him was so majestic!

The whole palace made of obsidian is majestic and tall, reaching into the fiery red sky, and countless flames happily jump around the palace.

Gilbert climbed the steps and stood up.

At some point, all his injuries had gone deep into his bones, and only charred rotten flesh remained in some parts of his body, while blackened bones were exposed in many other places!

The pain had long since been lost, and now there was a hot and sour rot in his body that had never been heard before, and Gilbert was left with only a strong will to govern him to move forward.

Gilbert reverently walked into the palace, and inside the palace was a sea of fire.

Above the sea of fire, countless red-burned iron chains led to the end of the main hall.

In the midst of the sea of fire stood a huge pillar of fire, on which countless souls were bound by bright chains, and suffered from the flames day and night.

Their howls were mixed with the fierce sound of the flames, all of which were losers.

Gilbert resolutely stepped on the chain and walked forward firmly, and the fire elements around him swooped up,

Gilbert's flesh and blood sizzled, and soon it was burned and then turned into char and fell,

His body nearly melted, stuck with the red chains beneath his feet, and Gilbert walked slowly, each step causing his flesh to fall from his skeleton, and even the injured eyes, eyeballs rolling out of their sockets.

Gilbert groped his way forward, the long chain didn't know when it would end, Gilbert was like a broken mechanical doll who only knew forward, forward!

I don't know how long later, in Gilbert's perception, at the end of the main hall, the magnificent image of the fire god Sacheron stood on the throne.

Beside the god of fire, floating in the air with a cloud of fire on his feet, is the god of fire's guard, the flame giant - Quatafro.

Quartafro held a sword forged from flames and looked at Gilbert with a blank expression.

Gilbert slowly crawled in front of it, and Quartafro suddenly rushed over, the flaming sword in his hand pierced straight into Gilbert's chest, and then with a single pick, Gilbert was picked in front of the god of fire.

The tattoos on his body moved, and the lines of the tattoos coiled and twisted around Gilbert's body as if they had come to life.

The fire god's hollow eyes were fixed on Gilbert's fire god tattoo, and two flames were projected into the tattooed eyes from the hollow eyes.

Two eyeballs floated out of Gilbert's tattoo, and the eyeballs rolled in the air and fell into the eyes of the fire god.

The eyeball is tattooed into the tattoo with a secret method passed down by the fire god, and the tattoo can only be tattooed on the blood of the six servants of the fire god, and the eyes will only appear when the real fire god is seen.

This is the secret passed down by the god of fire!

At this time, Gilbert no longer doubted, and cried bitterly.

Then, two flames projected from the eyes of the god of fire enveloped Gilbert, and the pattern of the god of fire tattooed on Gilbert's body expanded to Gilbert's body.

The head of the god of fire is his head, the body of the god of fire is his body, and the limbs of the god of fire are his limbs!

The flames of Quartafro's body with the long sword in his hand burned violently, and the unrivaled power of the fire elemental rushed into Gilbert's body along the flame sword.

In an instant, Gilbert's flaccid meridians melted and reforged in the flames.

What a pain it was, Gilbert's body in the air tightened and tensed, and was stretched and pulled apart by an invisible force, and every part of his body was melted into liquid, and the liquid was vaporized in the flames.

Gilbert let out a long, human-like howl, and his body became like rain and mist, the god of fire connecting his body through flames, and the power of the gods pressed the smoke that his body had turned into and re-coalesced.

The ethereal smoke began to condense into the body, and the burning torso of the fire god reappeared in the smoke,

The clouds of fire swirled around his legs, and his image became exactly the same as that of the god of fire.

Gilbert's meridians became tough and thick again, and the wind attribute fighting qi that he had cultivated for a long time had all been transformed into rich fire elemental spiritual power under the wrapping of flames.

His eyes were fully restored, projecting a bright flame like that of the god of fire.

Gilbert breathed freely, each breath making a thunderous "rumble",

He felt an unprecedented power, such a majestic power, so unrivaled, so unbeatable!

Gilbert stretched out his hand and shook it, and the fire element between heaven and earth condensed sharply into his palm, and his palm was like holding the sun, incomparably bright, incomparably hot, incomparable, incomparable!

Gilbert bowed down and said humbly, "My lord, let me lead your invincible legion to reclaim your honor." ”

"No, stay here, my servant." The voice of the fire god rolled through the sky like thunder, "When you have true power, you are qualified to fight for me." ”