The genius's idea wasn't really creative, it was their old way of doing it - to nail the stone with a bow and arrow.

According to Gurph's idea, they needed to tie twine to the end of an arrow, and then aim at the stone to shoot it as deep as possible, and then gently pull it back so that the spirit stone ore was in hand. Qi Lang had to admit that this hand was much more secure than he had planned before, because even if he was agile enough to jump all the way to that stone pillar accurately, if he trampled on the stone pillars behind him, how would he come back? There was no other way to go here, and it seemed that he really couldn't give birth to a pair of wings in a short period of time.

The stone was more than fifty meters away from where they were currently standing, and with the heat evaporating below, the vision flickered and dimmed, and it was very difficult to hit the stone accurately. As the corporal with the most accurate archery skills in the 27th War Regiment of the Spiral Army, this task should naturally fall on Gulf's head.

Gulf chose the angle, drew his bow and took a slight aim, and shot the arrow with a whoosh. No problem, Gulf had hit the shot—but the arrow had bounced out of the stone with only a small dent.

"Damn!" Gulf scolded, pulling the rope and pulling the arrow back, "You're pretty hard-boned!"

Another arrow was fired. This time it was finally inserted, and Gulf carefully pulled the rope, but the stone only moved a little, and the arrow was pulled out. A shiny spirit stone ore jumped up and bounced twice at the top of the stone pillar. Qi Lang could see very clearly that it was a primary spiritual power ore, which was exactly what he needed.

But it eventually rolled down, bursting into the lava with a thud.

The dark red lava was like a sleeping monster, awakened by the explosion, and began to stir uneasily, and the air around it became hotter.

"It doesn't seem to work, my arrows can't go too deep. "But you should," said Gulph, dejectedly, "I have seen that you shoot arrows much faster than mine, and if you can hit, you will surely shoot deeper than mine." ”

Qi Lang nodded, took the arrow from Gurf's hand, and held his breath for a moment.

The first arrow passed by the stone.

"You'll have to take care of the rising currents," suggested Gurve, an expert in archery, "aim a little lower than usual, yes, that's it, a little bit further down." ”

Again! Qi Lang focused all his attention on the target fifty meters away, the interference of the surrounding heat was completely excluded from his body, and he didn't even notice a faint light flashing in his chest.

Whoosh!

The arrow was as fast as lightning, and it was so powerful that it hit the target! Most of the arrow didn't reach the pitch-black stone, and it was firmly nailed in. Qi Lang's archery skills do have his peculiarities, even Gulf can't figure out what the hell is here, if he can improve his accuracy a little more, then he will undoubtedly be the chief archer of the 27th Warband.

"Great! steady, steady!" Gulf almost jumped with excitement, "Let's pull it, slow down." ”

The stone began to move, moving out of the center of the pillar, little by little towards the edge. The light of the fire below illuminated the stone very clearly, and there were three ores embedded in it, it looked like one should be an intermediate spirit stone ore, and the other two were beginner. If you can get it in your hands, it's a big gain.

They really have to be careful, if they fall down again, it will be in vain, because there are no more similar spirit stone resources around, and they should really thank those slaves for leaving them such a chance.

Qi Lang flung the rope and carefully placed it on the stone pillar next to it, lest it fall into the lava. Little by little, the two of them pulled the rope, and the stone came off and landed on the stone pillar, dangling in mid-air, and a few broken stones fell, but it didn't matter, the anger in the magma had nothing to do with them.

Two more stone pillars were about to be reached, and Qi Lang heard Gulf gasping for air, and it seemed that he was also uncontrollably excited.

But at this moment, the trouble came! They missed a problem - the temperature of the stone pillar was too high, and the hemp rope couldn't help it at all, and the part that was on it was already on fire!

"Quick...... Quick, quick!" Gulf stammered.

Without Gulf's reminder, Qi Lang had already sped up. There are still twenty meters left, ten meters away...... It's almost there!

But the rope broke, and as soon as it broke away from the last pillar, the flames burst into flames, and the rope the thickness of the little finger broke in two!

"No!" both shouted at the same time.

The stone hit the stone pillar in the process of falling, and the three spiritual ore ores flew out, blinking mischievously in the air, as if to deliberately anger the two of them, and fell towards the lava instead!

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flew out from behind the two of them, let out a strange cry, and flew straight towards the ore.

It was a crow, a crow with white fur on its neck. It's not very big, but it's certainly a lot bigger than a normal crow. Who knew it could endure the heat here, and could its jet-black feathers be charred?

The crow flew fast, like a hungry ghost for a long time, and swallowed an ore in mid-air with one mouth, but the other two must not be able to take care of it. And it didn't seem to be able to stand the heat either, and it whirled like a black phantom and flew up with a hula!

Two spirit stones were thrown into the lava and exploded.

Bang!

The sound of the explosion was deafening, and it was more powerful than expected. The four sides began to shake, and the magma below began to jump!

"The volcano is about to erupt!" Qi Lang shouted.

He had seen the eruption of the Rab volcano, first exploding, then shaking, mushroom-like ash rising from the round mouth of the mountaintop, and finally magma gushing out. It looks spectacular from afar, but it's not fun to be in it!

"Run, Run, Run!" Qi Lang pulled Gurf, who was still choking his wrist and lamented, turned around sharply and began to run wildly towards the passage where he came.

The walls shook violently, and rocks of all sizes flew overhead. The two of them staggered and ran, not daring to stop because the back of their butts was so hot.

The tunnel exit finally arrived, and just a second before it collapsed completely, the two of them jumped out, reaching out and grasping the iron cable hanging in mid-air.

Thankfully, the first short section of the rope was a short descent, otherwise they wouldn't have had enough time to get out of danger. The two of them slid down at a rapid pace, and their gloves must have been on fire.

"Oh my God, I can't take it anymore!" came Gulf's panicked cry behind him.

"You can, hold on, Gulf!" shouted Zi Lang, but he could do nothing but verbal encouragement, for he himself was trying to hold on.

A violent tremor came from the end of the cable, followed by smoke and an earth-shattering roar.

The earth was shaking, and the rising ash covered almost the entire sky.

"Keep climbing, don't stop!" Qi Lang shouted behind him with all his might. The short descent had passed, and they had to climb the sling to the opposite peak as quickly as possible. It's a big uphill climb, and of course it's going to be difficult, but if you want to save your life or fall into a valley hundreds of meters deep and fall to pieces, do they have any other choice?

"My arm is sore," Gulf's voice was already a little crying, "God, I'm tired!"

"You bastard, hold on for two more seconds!" Qi Lang jerked up, crossed his legs on the iron rope, and quickly untied the thick climbing rope from his body. He wanted to throw the rope over and tie himself to Gulf.

However, at this moment, an even bigger tremor came - the Rab volcano completely erupted!

The sleeping demon had completely awakened, and the energy and anger that had been accumulated over the years had exploded!

Rumble!

The viscous magma finally came into contact with enough air and began to wreak havoc in the sky, like popcorn breaking free from a heating pot, bursting open and splashing everywhere!

The shaking of the mountain finally overwhelmed the thick iron cable, and it snapped away from behind it!

"Ah!!" Qi Lang shouted with Gulf.

The iron rope swung up, shaking them both off the raging Rab volcano. But the danger was not far away, and the huge centrifugal force was their biggest trouble at the moment.

"Hold on, Gurf!" Although he was already dizzy, Qi Lang still did not forget to remind his good friend loudly while holding on to the iron rope.

"I ...... Accept...... No...... Finish...... "Gulf's shouting had become staccato and his voice seemed to be getting farther and farther away, "Help me!!"

Gulf has fallen!

Qi Lang looked back, and his figure was no longer visible under the iron cable!

His voice was gone, and all that remained in his ears was the rough laughter of Rab Volcano: boom, boom......

He's dead!!

That hapless coward friend, he had to say some unlucky mantra - fuck "sacrifice to see the truth", he shouldn't have put the word sacrifice on his lips!

The iron rope swung into the mountain, and the surrounding branches and rocks had already scratched Qi Lang all over his body in a blink of an eye, but he couldn't feel the pain anymore, and his mind was only blank......