"Boom~"

The explosive flames unleashed by the Fire Spirit High Lord instantly swept around, but he didn't move half a step himself.

The other High Lords inside the volcano who sensed the movement appeared one after another, sneering mercilessly with their hateful faces.

On the other hand, these elemental lords also seemed to know that there was a person, or half of a person, in the Volcano Realm, and they were also a close confidant of their master.

In order not to cause a misunderstanding, the high lords ordered their tribes to make way for him to avoid the warlike elves from going up and destroying him, and they themselves followed them curiously.

Strange to say, when Lord Whitman stepped into this place, a black light appeared on his body, and after this black light appeared, he immediately went to find the huge magic crystal bed, wrapped it, and lifted it into the air.

In this way, Lord Whitman made his way to the deepest part of the crater, where there was a passage for a hundred people walking side by side, and on either side there were round stone walls that were wrapped backwards.

The passage, including the stone walls, is not made of natural rock, but seems to have been carefully crafted by skilled craftsmen, with many patterns carved into it from both sides of the passage to the back of the passage, and above this passage is a huge dragon-like creature.

However, unfortunately, these patterns and dragon carvings that were exposed to the outside had been corroded by time, and they looked blurry, and it could only be judged that they definitely did not belong to the volcano itself.

However, when you enter the passage, it is completely different, the wall frescoes inside are quite well preserved, and the exquisite carvings on both sides look as if you have suddenly entered a magnificent palace from a volcanic area. And after entering, it was as if he had entered some kind of enchantment, and a cool feeling suddenly enveloped Lord Whitman, and there was no burning sensation in the volcano at all.

At the same time, a huge round pit appeared in front of him, and when viewed down from the edge, there was only endless darkness, and there was no bottom.

This is the place that the elemental elves here call the Well of the Demon God, and the moment he stepped here, the elemental lords outside all stopped approaching.

Lord Whitman glanced at them and ignored them, walked to a small platform at the edge of the pit, fell to his knees, prostrate himself in a prostration, and the magic crystal bed that had been hovering behind him flew automatically above the abyss under the drag of the black light.

"Great hosts.

You are the creator of all things and the destroyer of all things.

These crystals are my gifts, and they are the most powerful source of energy in the upper reaches of the Wonderland.

Listen to the prayers of your faithful believers and grant me the right to step into the abyss. ”

As Lord Whitman finished talking to himself, the Well of the Demon God seemed to sense the presence of the Demon Crystal, and the ground around it, even the inside of the outer volcano, began to vibrate, and the Demon Crystal Bed was lifted and slowly descended by a stream of pitch-black energy surging up from below.

Lord Whitman smiled when he saw this, which meant that the master heard his voice and accepted his gift.

Just as he was happy, he suddenly saw another stream of pitch-black energy gushing out of the well and instantly rushing into his body.

"Uhhh!!h

A powerful energy that seemed to tear him apart was instantly filled, and countless black gases appeared on his body, these black gases drilled out of his body like black snakes, and he circled around his body and drilled in from the other side, each turn would make Lord Whitman's screams even more heartbreaking, and he could even see the green tendons on his forehead and neck.

After a while, Lord Whitman's facial features and seven orifices were pierced by black qi, and he looked terrifying, and the screams in his wide open mouth turned into a fragmented voice.

His eyes were so cool that they turned white, as if he had been given something by that.

It lasted less than five minutes, and the black qi suddenly retracted, and disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

Lord Whitman instantly regained his soul, suddenly opened a pair of dark eyes, stood in place and looked at his hands in disbelief, feeling the surging energy from his body and his body completely different from Zhou, and the smile on the corner of his mouth cracked to the maximum.

"A gift! This is a gift, great master, I will always be your servant—ah!"

Before Lord Whitman could finish speaking, a powerful suction force suddenly appeared from the well and pulled him and the magic crystal bed inside.

"Puff~"

The Well of the Demon God was like an abyss, and there was no bottom in sight, but Lord Whitman felt that he hadn't experienced much flight at all, or that he had just felt weightlessness the next second, and he had already fallen to the ground.

When he got up from the ground in some panic, a dazzling light shot into his eyes, and a wonderful aura enveloped his body.

After he got used to the light and saw everything around him clearly, his brain suddenly froze, and his mouth unconsciously grew to the point where the boss took a deep breath.

"This... It's... Golden City?!"

Lord Whitman was surrounded by all sorts of gold and silver treasures.

There were at least hundreds of huge statues of pure gold dragons scattered around.

Like Lego, the castle is piled up with crystals and diamonds all over the floor.

There are also gold coins that have been minted in various shapes, piled up like a mountain, stacked like a sea.

Except for a small place in the center where he was, there was nothing but gold and silver and treasure.

As for the swords, guns, swords, halberds inlaid with jewels, needless to say, the golden pot and jade pillars all exude a shining brilliance.

That light and breath are completely jewels.

With such a huge wealth, let alone Morgan Le Fay as a queen, even if she is a hundred queens, she can't take out these gold and silver treasures.

"Ting~"

Just as Lord Whitman was looking demented, a crisp sound caught his attention.

I saw that above a hill of gold coins, a small spatial vortex suddenly appeared, and then, a prototype gold coin fell and joined the hill of gold coins.

A square gold coin that had been knocked off by the coin had happened to come down from the hill and landed in front of Lord Whitman, who picked it up and looked at it with a slight frown.

"Square gold coins? ”

"Human-Human-~"

"Ahh

"Don't be afraid, in order to reward you for the gifts, you can take your due reward from here, as long as you don't use the spatial ability, you can bring as much as you want, well... Don't have too much, forget it, you can do it yourself, I don't have much time to talk to you. ”

"Lord... Lord Whitman fell to his knees when he heard these words, and cried out, "Great master, I can do without any reward, but I beg you to make me stronger, and I am willing to follow you forever!"