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Looking around, there was no trace of anyone in front of the fortress, not even the giant jet train.

Only the bonfire burning piles of corpses seemed to be a flame that would never go out, exuding the unpleasant smell of corruption and the freshness of the scorched stench that polluted the air.

Although the smell was a bit unpleasant, it was still a good tourist attraction. So he simply slowed down Torette's pace and quietly watched the majesty of the peaks on both sides and listened quietly to the restlessness of the flames.

"Melina, do you think that if those qualified flame monks are selected and trained carefully, is it possible to become an excellent fire type?"

The possibility suddenly occurred to him.

Although the Flame Bishop has been thrown into a cauldron before and used as firewood, it has never been done to select and train those with good qualifications and then use them as firewood.

"...it's out of the question."

Melina shook her head slightly, denying his statement.

"Although they practice flame prayer and improve their ability to manipulate flames, they are not fire seeds, and they cannot see the virtual image of flames filling their eyes..."

She didn't mean to hide anything, and told the faded person every detail of the conditions for becoming a tinder.

Because she knew that even if she didn't say this, the faded person would probably know it all clearly, and Enya, the old woman who stayed at the Cuckoo Church, probably also knew all of this.

"Really? That's really a pity..."

There were innocuous words of regret on his mouth, but there was no emotion on his face.

Anyway, just asking casually, without any hope.

But when it comes to this flame phantom, he seems to have seen it in Giant Snow Mountain before, it is those orange phantoms that fill the air like silk.

Could it be the so-called virtual image of flame?

However, even though he could clearly see the phantom, why couldn't he himself become firewood?

Questions come from the faded who once jumped into the cauldron of potfire.

230. Kurala: Hmph, master, you are a big fool!

"...Compared to this, Fader."

"You should take a look at your ashes, Miss Kulala, she seems to be in a low mood."

"is it?"

The faded person subconsciously turned his head to look.

Good guy, just like what Melina said, at this time, Kulala looked sluggish, and her head, which was like a big light bulb, was no longer glowing.

Where is the mood here, almost gone!

But more importantly, he can't comfort people at all!

He couldn't help scratching his head in distress, his eyes swept around, and finally locked on the distant cemetery, as if he had an idea, he pulled Kulala over and hugged her in his arms.

"...Master, Master?"

She was a little taken aback by the Fade's sudden behavior.

"Quick, look quickly, the people over there are all of your kind."

He pointed in the direction of the cemetery, and saw crowds of soul jellyfish floating around the tombstones beside the withered trees, floating left and right, as if they were playing around.

Soul jellyfish exist with such a conscience that they can be seen everywhere in the borderlands, and there are traces of them in most areas, especially Lienia and Giant Snow Mountain.

They used to be stargazing girls chasing the stars, and after they died, they turned into soul jellyfish, still standing on a high place looking up at the gorgeous and dangerous starry sky.

And the tombstone under the tree is their soul tomb, where their past bodies and ideals are buried.

However, I don’t know if his voice disturbed the group of jellyfish. They suddenly stopped moving and started to gather here.

Fortunately, there was no red light on his body, indicating that he had no desire to attack.

It's also a relief to the faders, at least they don't have to run anymore.

As for attacking the soul jellyfish?It was impossible. Even if he lacked runes, he had never attacked these soul jellyfish when he didn't know anything about them, let alone knowing the truth about them now.

However, they seemed curious about Kurala in his arms.

It seems that she is curious as to why, as a stargazer girl, Curala snuggles into the arms of a faded person?

Instead of choosing a free life like them.

Some jellyfish even extended their tentacles to gently touch Kura La when they saw members of their own race, as if communicating.

But Kurala shyly nuzzled into his arms and said in a muffled voice:

"Lord, master, let's go...I'm fine, I really, really don't need comfort..."

"Ahaha, have you been found?"

The Faded One smiled awkwardly.

"It's because you're depressed, so I'm here to show you your companions."

"No, no need, master, I'm fine... just..."

Kurala avoided the touch of other jellyfish's tentacles, but her voice became smaller and smaller: "That's it..."

"What is it?"

"I'm just afraid that you might misunderstand, those...those are actually drunken words, they don't count..."

In the end, the sound was barely audible, as thin as a mosquito's sound is not enough to describe, but the faded person with excellent hearing heard it.

"Oh, don't worry about this, I usually don't care about what I say after drinking."

He freed one hand and patted his chest vigorously, expressing that he didn't care.

Because even if it's not drunk, he usually doesn't care.

"...I, I still hope that you can care..."

"Huh? What did you say?"

The sound of patting his chest just now was a bit loud, so he didn't hear this sentence.

"No, nothing..."

Kulala, who fell silent again, broke away from his embrace, floated to the center of other jellyfish, and started playing together.

However, although Kulala ran into the pile of soul jellyfish, her color is more distinctive than other jellyfish.

While other jellyfish are pure blue, Curala is grey-blue.

Maybe this is the shortcoming of ashes——

The summoned existence, no matter what color it was in life, will become gray.

And Melina, who was sitting behind the faded man, stared at Kulala for a while, then looked thoughtfully at the firm face of the faded man with a fatherly smile.

She seems to have discovered another characteristic of faders - low emotional intelligence.

She clearly said that accepting Clara's love would make Clara happier, but she said that she didn't care...

I can't even look at her, a little wood.

After playing with Kura La and her kin for a while, they set off on their journey again, passing in front of Ledo Fortress and walking along the edge of the cliff.

On the other side of the cliff, there is a bottomless abyss shrouded in clouds and mist. In the distance, there are patches of white clouds passing by. The other end of the clouds is the place leading to the end of the junction.

As for the place at the end of the junction, it's not like he has never been there before.

But there is no new continent there, but it is not empty either. There is only endless fog shrouded like a barrier.

It reminded him of the melodious singing that once sounded in his ears.

"Cross the other side of the fog, reach the junction, and become the king of Elden!"

Behind that fog, there may be a new world, but he can't pass through it, and will only get lost in the fog in the end.

If it wasn't for the Blessing Teleportation that could still be used, it is estimated that he had already disappeared in the fog.

"One day, I will go to the end of the fog to see."

Subconsciously turned his head to look at Melina.

"With the wives..."

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At the bottom of Miguel Volcano, where all the lava flows eventually, the crimson magma exudes a dazzling light.

Accompanied by the strong earthquake, billowing black smoke spewed out, and loud rumbling noises were heard all around. Rocks that were burnt red were thrown into the air and then fell quickly.

Thousands of traces were left in the smoky sky, just like a scene of the end of the world.

This is a sign of Miguel volcano activity.

Although the activity of Miguel Volcano is quite frequent, it is also very rare, at least for humans.

But it's become commonplace for faders.

This can be regarded as a unique beauty in the junction.

The red lava flowing down from the mountains converges here, like a stream flowing into a lake, forming a particularly terrifying magma lake, where almost most creatures will be burned to ashes if they fall into it.

And the boiling river not far away was also formed because of this——

A scorching hot air stream gushed out from the tiny gaps, which was why there were no living creatures in the boiling river, only the group of dead ones wandering there.

But for those who have faded, this is nothing more than a hot bath at just the right temperature.

However, he is not the only one who can survive in magma, there is also a kind of lava bug similar to slime, plus human blood that once flowed and was transformed from the power of dragons that swallowed too much——

earth dragon.

But what made him more curious was...

"Huh? Where did that big dirt go?"

He looked around the slowly flowing lava river in front of him for a long time, but he didn't see the earth dragon.

Normally, when he gets here, that earth dragon should come out and kneel down to greet him....

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231. Encounter with Iron Fist Alexander

"Ooooooooooh! Volcanoes! Burn me Alexander!"

"Huh? What sound?"

Just as he was looking for the earth dragon lurking in the lava, he suddenly heard such a voice.

However, for some unknown reason, the sound didn't sound so clear, but rather muffled, as if it was being pressed into something.

But the voice was somewhat familiar.

The most important thing is, if he heard correctly, he seems to have heard the word Alexander just now?

"No way...."

The faded person, who seemed to have guessed the owner of the voice, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and cast his gaze towards the source of the voice.

If I'm not mistaken, the voice should be [Iron Fist] Alexander. That's right.

But based on past experience, this guy should be on his way here now, or he should have finished soaking in the hot spring.

How could it appear when the Miguel Volcano erupted?

But in the end he was wrong.

In the direction he was looking, a dark red lid-like spout emerged from the magma, slowly pushing away the hot surroundings, and that resolute figure floated up, standing just below the magma waterfall like a stubborn stone.

The black smoking hot lava flowed through his round body, leaving bright red traces. However, Alexander not only showed no fear, but instead let out an excited roar.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo yeah yeah yeah! burn my Alexander!"

It seems that due to the exposure to the air, the light emitting from Alexander's body at this time gradually dimmed, but he still exhaled a scorching breath to the surroundings.

The dense cracks on his body were gradually filled by an invisible energy, and he slowly returned to his original state.

But this energy still has a limit after all, and there are still some small cracks that can't be filled, but at least it makes his appearance not so dilapidated.

However, his pair of fists, which looked like mud and gravel, overflowed with a faint crimson color, which was somewhat similar to the energy contained in the volcano, which belonged to the power of Miguel Volcano.