Master loves me alone [Western Fantasy]

"I didn't expect Cyril to be so thoughtful at such a young age." Carl sighed, but he really didn't know what to say about the grievances between Liz and Cyril.

Thinking back to when he was playing tricks and teasing dogs when he was young, he also did bad things.

"So, now, do you still hate Cyril?" Carl was a little at a loss for how to organize the appropriate language.

Liz laughed at herself: "He has saved my life now. Do I have to remember what happened more than ten years ago for the rest of my life?"

"Cyril won't be back tonight, go upstairs to sleep." Liz got up and stretched herself in front of Carl, looking very relaxed.Sure enough, there is no need to worry about some things, to make yourself unhappy.

Carl: "But Liz, you haven't told me about Mrs. Cyril yet!"

Liz turned to look at him: "I've described Lord Lance to you a hundred times, but it's not as good as seeing him once in person."

Carl: Then tell me again!

The Feathered Serpent clings to Cyril's wrist, and no monster in the entire forest dares to get close.Cyril arrived at Frankez's forbidden area very smoothly, and the towering extinct volcano was still sleeping in the night.

The magic circle outside the forbidden area is still exactly the same as when Cyril left last time, and there is only one last step left to unlock it all.

Cyril was already familiar with the method of deciphering the magic circle, and quickly lifted it. Suddenly, a faint blue light vibrated silently and then quickly dissipated. The forbidden area was opened, and Cyril entered immediately.

There is an entrance at the foot of the extinct volcano. It is indeed a man-made place. When Cyril entered it, he found a man-made tunnel with jagged rocks on both sides and tangled vines on the ground. It must have been abandoned for a long time.

Has no one entered here for more than ten or twenty years?

Cyril frowned slightly in doubt. According to his estimate of the importance of this forbidden area, it makes sense that someone should come to check it often and ensure that the contents inside are safe. What's going on?

Could it be that this forbidden place, inside the extinct volcano, does not have more than one entrance?

Cyril walked at a normal pace for a long time, the tunnel was still bottomless, and there was no sign of it coming to an end at all. It seemed that the forbidden area was hidden deeper than he had imagined.

Cyril thought for a while, and while becoming more vigilant, he activated magic to make his body move forward quickly, turning into a flashing shadow.

The road under his feet seemed flat, but Cyril had a strong sense of space, and he found that he was actually walking down.Moreover, when he penetrated to a certain extent, the surrounding temperature became hotter, and the fire elements in the air became very active, and Cyril could even feel them jumping up and down on his skin.

The Feathered Serpent kept making sizzling sounds. It was very excited. The reason why York Island was able to breed a lord monster with fire attribute power showed that the fire element here was definitely not weaker than the water element and wood element.

The source is at the bottom of this extinct volcano!

Cyril stepped up his strength and ran to the depths. After running for an unknown amount of time, a light appeared in the dark tunnel, a fiery red light with a fiery temperature.

Cyril slowed down his pace, put on the highest vigilance, and stepped into the light...

It's spectacular!Cyril's pupils couldn't help constricting. When he moved his feet, several pieces of gravel fell down and were instantly swallowed by the magma.

But first of all, his eyes were not attracted by the wanton flowing, fiery red boiling magma, but his soul was absorbed by the pillar in the center of the vast and incomparably vast magma pool here.

The place where the lava rushes is like a sea of ​​​​fire that can burn everything in the world to ashes, eerily reminiscent of the entrance to hell.But at the very center of the magma, there is a huge protruding rock. The countless magic lines on the white rock are shining fiery red under the reflection of the magma.

It is the existence of these magic lines that prevent this huge rock from melting magma.

And on the huge rock, stands a thick pillar with complicated and gorgeous patterns hovering over it. The color of the lower part is dark and dark, and the color becomes more holy and brighter as it goes up.

Ten chains many times thicker than the chains that entangle the Francoz suspension bridge were attached to the posts and then plunged into the massive stone from all sides.

It was too far, too far, and Cyril eagerly wanted to go over and observe it carefully. In such a place of death created by nature, there stands the immortality achieved by manpower, which is even more shocking.

Cyril activated the magic, causing himself to fall on the edge of the boulder. The extremely thick chain was next to him, and magic patterns appeared on it. When Cyril moved his feet, the light of the magic circle on the ground appeared and disappeared.

This place is so amazing, he has never seen a place where magic patterns and magic circles need to be used so tirelessly.

Such an approach is like disregarding everything and not allowing even the slightest mistake.

Cyril walked towards the pillar, the closer he got, the more he felt like an insignificant ant, the diameter and height of the pillar even exceeded his estimation, and it took him a while to complete the circle .

It is impossible to see the whole picture of the pattern painted on the pillar at close range.It can only be seen that the bottom part is painted with extremely ferocious demons.

Cyril frowned, and then flew onto the chain. He could see the case clearly by standing above the chain.Since the pillars were round, seeing one side made it impossible to see the other, and Cyril had to jump from one chain to the other.

The hideous demons at the bottom of the pillars, the black mist covering the sky, the howling and crawling humans, the roaring warriors, the orcs carrying huge axes, the bows and arrows of elves, and the priest with folded hands exuding holy light; Opening huge dragon wings, the fireworks spewed out burned the sky red, and petite dwarves could be seen in the huge alchemy doll; the illusion of the lich distorted the soul, putting people into an eternal sleep, and the skeleton-shaped undead came from The abyss crawled out; the "man" at the top had golden wings, and a majestic army roared down from the clouds in Phnom Penh.

The pattern on the entire pillar is larger and brighter as it goes up, and smaller and darker as it goes down. When standing under the pillar and looking up, this overwhelming composition can make people breathless.

Cyril stood on the chain and fell into deep thought. Observing the scenes depicted on the pillar, the only thing he could think of was the legendary battle between gods and demons 1 years ago, but the pillars depicted far more than gods and demons.

Elves, liches, dwarves, dragons, orcs, these races have distinctive characteristics and can be recognized at a glance.And those with distinctive occupational characteristics, such as magicians holding magic wands, priests shining with holy light, knights holding swords, wizards holding crystal balls to prophesy, etc., can be seen as human races.

The rest, with golden wings, should be "God!"

"Syril, my boy, do you see what you imagined?"

Principal Dempsey's voice suddenly sounded in the empty field, and Cyril's breathing stopped for a second.