The Alncro volcano still smokes as usual, giving the impression that it will erupt at any moment, but even so, there are still many people who risk death landing on the mountain range in the lake to collect volcanic mud and sulfur, both of which are popular items in both realms of the world of Ferron, with volcanic mud being sold to wealthy noblewomen and brimstone being sold to alchemists.

Although these civilians who collect sulfur don't know what this thing is for, but that's not a problem, a piece of sulfur with a purity of about 90% is equivalent to the price of about ten baskets of unrefined volcanic mud, which is enough for a commoner-class family of three to live in such a developed city as Zemas for a month or two, it is conceivable that driven by such a huge profit, there will inevitably be a large number of people who risk their lives to collect sulfur, of course, in the world of Ferron, the name of this ore is Volcanic Yellowstone.

"Hey, don't go any further," at the foot of the Arncro volcano, there is some very strange terrain due to the mutual erosion of lava and water, and the yellow and white ground is filled with a highly toxic mist, of course, the more poisonous fog there is, the higher the purity of the sulfur that can be found, and the higher the price of the natural belief.

Although it is said that the alchemists of Britain have invented an alchemy product similar to a gas mask that can be used repeatedly for these miners, because of the constraints of manufacturing materials, the vast majority of people do not dare to go too deep, and the one who shouted just now is an experienced miner, who kindly reminded those people, "The fog in front is too heavy, and the gas mask is not easy to use." ”

"I said Jon, remind them what they are doing," muttered one of the miners who had come with him, "to dare to come to a place like this, and not even know what the danger is." ”

"Ha," the man named Jon took off his mask and took a breath of fresh air, and quickly put on the mask, obviously although the mask can filter some of the poisonous gas, it will also make people feel extremely depressed, "Anyway, those alchemists will not reduce the price of this kind of stone, they are all from a country, so remind them if they can remind them." ”

"But," said Jon, who looked up his head again at the mountain, "have you noticed that in the last year or so, there have been many strange things on the mountain (Arncro Volcano), and most of the eruptions have been at night, and the fog never seems to have lifted, and it is impossible to distinguish between east and west. ”

"Whatever!" The other man put the basket on his back on the ground, and shook his body from side to side, the iron man would not feel much better with such a basket of stones on his back, this is no longer considered a dangerous zone, so this person put down the basket and planned to rest for a while, "Anyway, there is nothing on it, and the valuable things are at the foot of the mountain, who will run up there if nothing happens, but I heard that some time ago, an unlucky guy ran to it and got lost and rolled down directly with one foot in the air, guess what?" He didn't suffer any injuries, the goddess of life blessed him, haha"

"Yes, thanks to the goddess of life, it's good to survive."

This man named Jon is very kind-hearted, of course, this has something to do with the moderate system of the British Empire, but the person he thanked was wrong, and it is clear that all the strange phenomena that have happened to this volcano to this day, such as the fact that the volcano usually erupts at night after the masons and porters leave, or the man who got lost and rolled down the mountain was not injured, was done by Don Quixote.

In fact, it's been more than a year since he last came here, and now it's May 4363, and the talent transformation base has already been built, and it has also begun to be officially used, all of Don Quixote's family, some of his lovers, the agreed Joan of Arc, and Carol, who follows him before and after the saddle, will come here every once in a while to wash off their talents.

In order to ensure the stability of the talent transformation base, Don Quixote also worked hard, with the help of Diro Beova to arrange a huge magic array around the volcano, the magic array is not very complicated, the function is to relieve the pressure of the lava layer, by the way, control the direction of the eruption, and do not let the lava flow to the side of the talent transformation base, after all, if the magic array in the base is damaged because of some concussion or lava destruction, it is definitely a disaster for the people who are purifying, anyway, for Don Quixote, it's just a gesture -

"Obedient! If you make any more trouble, you will be spanked!" In the lava hall of the talent transformation base, Don Quixote tugged Shirley's tentacles hiding behind Kyle with both hands, everything was just as he guessed, because the feeling of purifying the bloodline was very uncomfortable, and it could even be described as uncomfortable, relying on Don Quixote's love for her, every time it was Shirley's turn, it could be said that she was useless.

Originally, because of the rules of the mage, Don Quixote couldn't explain to them why this was, but he couldn't stop Diro Beauva from agreeing, and when she agreed, there was no such constraint, naturally, Don Quixote, who had enough excuses, could also be rough with Shirley under Kyle's nose, and finally resisted and cried like a tearful man, Shirley was once again sent to the 'execution rack', and began the fifth blood purification in a year and a half.

Looking at Shirley, who was staring at him with two eyes and indignant eyes, and a pair of Shirley who would never be nice to you again, Don Quixote smiled and waved his hand, "In the future, if we can eliminate all the messy bloodlines in Shirley's body, maybe we will have a pure-blooded dragon daughter." ”

"Hey," although Kyle also felt sorry for his daughter, she also knew that Don Quixote was doing this for the good of this family, after the bloodline was purified, although there would be some changes in appearance, but the increase in strength was visible to the naked eye, "Honey, how many times do you think we have to go through it before we can be completely purified?"

"I don't know," Don Quixote shook his head slightly, "According to the current purification rate of more than two months, it will take at least ten years, or even longer, after all, the transformation of the body requires a process, and if the purification is too fast, it will cause conflicts within the body, you are watching her here, I want to go up, just now Rommel called me, as if there was something." ”

"Good. ”――

The talent transformation base is not complicated, because there is no one here most of the time, so Don Quixote also designed three floors, the outermost layer of camouflage, as always careful, the second floor of the rest hall, with a warm bed, all kinds of delicious food and drinks, of course, and a bathroom, and the lowest level of the blood purification hall, of course, is also the most important layer.

Most of the people in the lounge hall are lying down and sleeping, but Char Jean is sitting on the sofa playing poker with Ji Shen Rommel and Angela, and has not purified the bloodline, the reason is also very simple, Char Qin and Ji Shen Rommel are already the peak of power that the human beings in the world of Faeron can reach, no matter how much they purify the bloodline, it has no effect, especially Char Qin, if she is restored to the bloodline of the ancestral dragon, I am afraid that the first person to kill her is Apollo Ding, who gave Don Quixote this spell.

For these true gods, it is enough for such a person to have one, and there will never be a second one in this world, and the reason why the Buddha didn't even dare to show his head is here, as for Angela, she refuses it herself, she is not old and immortal, she has no interest in power, and she does not want to change her bloodline......

As for the people who don't mention the pure bloodline also stay here, it is Don Quixote who is as careful as ever, although every time he comes over, he will use all kinds of secret techniques to detect and prevent himself from being followed by the Buddha, but he is still very cautious, after all, when the bloodline is purified, as long as the magic array is slightly destroyed, it will lead to problems with the bloodline, making people become monsters, and no one in this world knows better than Don Quixote who has seen nuclear bombs, so even if those two people do not mention pure blood, Don Quixote will insist on letting them follow him and let everyone stay together in this vulnerable momentAlthough what he didn't know was that the person he was worried about was lying on the bed not far away, sleeping deeply

"What are you looking for me?" Don Quixote, who had come to the lounge, sat down softly behind Char Jean, and of course, this sentence was addressed to Rommel.

"One-on-four," Rommel looked up after throwing out the two cards, "Truss has sent a message that Carmen seems to be planning to launch an attack on Lyceum. ”

"Attack?" Don Quixote stretched out his hand and pulled out a pair of twos and threw them out, obviously this guy used his omnipresent domain to secretly cheat, such as peeking at the cards of the other two people, knowing that playing a pair of twos, the two of them couldn't control it, "Why are they? I don't care about even the complete Sky Knight, I lose the enchantment of the Aurora position, they are nothing!"

"I said I want!" After giving Don Quixote a blank look, Rommel looked down at his cards, and was a little hesitant to use the four big knights to manage a pair of twos, but looking at the thick handful of cards in his hand, he finally gave up," Now the city in the sky has been completely stabilized, and the lack of damage to the drag, the efficiency of creating the power of the aurora has been improved, Carmen, who has no worries, will inevitably begin to infiltrate Sambia and obtain our detailed information, once he catches the opportunity, it is inevitable to go to war, after all, people at the level of the god of law cannot participate in the battle, their regular strength with us is really half a catty, my descendant is not stupid, and if we have the ability to resist, let us develop steadily, damn it, Don Quixote! Are you peeking at my cards again?"

"No, ha! how could it be?"

In the eggshell of the original will of the virtual world sphere of Arthur Pendrey's soul, Don Quixote's voice floated in intermittently, distant, vicissitudes, like the distance between heaven and earth, this was the voice of Don Quixote that Arthur Lea could hear, "his voice again," It seems that Arthur Leah, who is wrapped in endless darkness, wants to open her eyes, but she can't, like a person who has entered a nightmare in a deep sleep, can clearly perceive everything in the outside world, but can't move, she doesn't know how long this situation has lasted, because at this time Leah has no sense of time at all, and in the end, Leah, who still can't break free from the darkness, falls into a deep sleep again when she is unwilling

"Amitabha," Leon Buddha stared at the giant egg with a complicated expression, in fact, after that change more than a year ago, Riya's soul was reconstituted into the giant egg, and according to his calculations, the cause of all this was the spiritual energy from Don Quixote, which is also a caste unique to the spiritual energy of the person who has escaped.

When a soul that is purely obsessed with a certain attachment encounters Don Quixote's spiritual energy, there is a certain probability that the soul will change and turn that soul's obsession into a reality. )