Fortunately, Newt didn't come with him...

Falling to the ground, Xifa felt a little lucky for Newt in her heart.

The environment here is extremely harsh, filled with the smell of wasteland.

Shrouded in smoke, the sky was dim red.

From time to time, puffs of blue-black smoke rise from the mountain and the surrounding terrain.

The smoke rises and eventually blends into the environment.

The air is filled with sulfide everywhere, plus this place is on the mountainside of a volcano.

As he breathed, even Xifa's body, which had been strengthened by the dragon's blood, felt some tingling in his throat.

Such strong acidic air makes the surrounding rocks crispy.

Xifa turned his head slightly and glanced behind him.

I saw a series of finger-deep footprints imprinted on the ground.

If Newt came here, he would probably have to maintain magic to ensure his basic life activities.

It's like using a bubble head charm to block the outside air.

As the name suggests, the Bubble Head Charm is like a bubble covering the head after being released, like a fish tank upside down on the head.

This magic was invented to isolate harmful gases in the air.

But the problem is that this requires the user to maintain magic to ensure fresh air.

Otherwise, it is easy to suffocate yourself.

Why suffocate instead of suffocate to death?

This is the same as shutting up and pinching your nose to stop yourself, because when you pass out, all your body movements have ended...

The harmful substances in the air can be dealt with, as well as the scorching fire here.

Although the air is scorching, there are too many spells and potions that can easily solve this problem.

The picture in front of Xifa's eyes was slightly distorted. It was a hot air flow that caused the density of the gas to be different, causing the light to be distorted.

But he doesn't think this is a real crisis.

Again, as long as it is a physical thing, magic can easily transform or change its properties.

However, the fire here is not simply hot.

What restricts Newt from being able to move here for a long time is the strong and free fire-attribute magic element that is everywhere in the air.

If there is no strong magic power in the body to support it.

Then they will gradually erode the wizard's body under the action of osmotic pressure, unless he has been using protective magic to wrap his whole body, or he has actively mobilized his own magic power and used his subjective consciousness to increase the magic pressure.

These free magic elements can easily react with the magic elements in the wizard's body.

Unlike mild water-based magic elements, these fire-based magic elements react once.

A microscopic explosion will occur.

A little adds up to a lot.

As long as the amount is enough.

The body of an ordinary wizard will 'melt' due to erosion.

With his current physical fitness, he would be seriously injured if he resisted here for just one day, let alone Newt, who had an average physique.

Fortunately, there is plenty of magic power in my body.

They can easily prevent external fire magic elements from corroding their bodies.

Look away from behind.

Xifa focused his gaze in front of himself.

In front of you is a mountain made of fiery red stone, towering into the clouds.

The stone platform at the foot is about the size of a football field, with more than a dozen stone pillars placed on the edge.

There are some signs of damage to the portraits on the stone pillars, but this does not prevent Xifa from recognizing that they are some powerful magical animals.

Rune snake, chimera, poisonous leopard...

It seems that only these tribes are qualified to come here.

After inspecting the stone pillar, Xifa determined that the stone pillar had nothing to do with the road ahead.

I couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Because the stone platform is surrounded by hot magma.

Xifa didn't see any way out.

Could it be that...

Xifa took out the card and stroked the crystal button in the middle again.

As expected, another strip of light spread in front of me.

But this time...

Xifa was a little surprised.

Because the band of light in front of me traveled out of thin air and penetrated directly into the heart of the mountain in front of me.

What does it mean?

Is everything before my eyes an illusion?

Xifa took out his magic revolver and pointed the muzzle at the place where the silk thread blended with the mountain.

Just when he was about to shoot, Xifa suddenly felt that he was a little reckless.

"I'm so stupid. Magic may trigger some mechanism. There are so many crisp stones on the ground, and the distance is not far. Just pick them up and throw them over!"

Thinking of this, Xifa leaned down and thrust his hands into the ground, like grabbing a snowball in a snowball fight, and rolled the loose and crisp stone soil into a solid ball.

Finally, after weighing the weight in his hands, Xifa narrowed his eyes slightly, waved his hand vigorously, and the stone flew towards the target with a sound of breaking through the air.

Trouble…

The stone hit the end of the light accurately.

Under the strong collision, it let out a wail and turned into smoke and ashes.

If this is an illusion, it will pass through walls.

However, it touched the real thing.

In other words, do you need to rely on these stone pillars to open the mechanism that opens the passage?

Walking to the stone pillar, Xifa carefully looked at the lines on the stone pillar.

After looking at all the stone pillars, Xifa stood in front of the stone pillar farthest from him, touching his chin and lost in thought.

The portraits on the totems are all magical animals with powerful fighting capabilities.

Moreover, the stone pillars are all nailed into the ground and obviously cannot be moved.

In this case...

My intuition told me that there was no danger in touching the stone pillar.

So, Xifa stretched out his hand and gently touched the surface of the stone pillar with his palm.

The rough sandy sensation was instantly transmitted along the nerves to his cerebral cortex.

Xifa waited for a while and saw that there was no movement in the totem, and there were no changes in the surroundings.

He slowly retracted his palm, but he did not leave.

Instead, he focused his attention on the scattered layer of sand.

These totems have been severely eroded.

Just by touching it, a layer of stone was removed.

Fortunately, the diameter of the totem is more than one meter, and it is not short of this layer of stone. It is about...

I saw that the sand on the totem stone pillar stopped leaking, and the main body showed no intention of collapsing.

Xifa breathed a sigh of relief, lifted up his feet and pulled out his boots that were stuck in the floor, and walked along the circuit to the second totem.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Although there is no hope, Xifa has no choice but to verify his current guess.

That is to obtain the resonance of the totem and obtain the corresponding trial channel.

The second stone pillar was touched by Western France...

Still no change.

The third root, the fourth root...
To be continued...