When Eight-cloud Ink appeared in the hall again, there was another person beside him.
The person had a muscular body and fiery long hair.
He wore luxurious armor and held a fiery sword in his hand.
He was Elven King of Fire, Vulkanic (Volcanics).
Viktorio looked at the warrior with a grim expression.
He was very powerful. Viktorio could feel the fiery aura just by looking into his eyes.
It was the aura of the purest fire element.
[Who is he?]
Viktorio was shocked.
"Hmm …"
Vulkanic looked around as soon as he appeared. He seemed to be observing the hall, but the others had the illusion that he was looking at the end of the land through the walls.
"Little Six, is this the world you were talking about?"
Little Six?
Viktorio and the others looked at Eight-cloud Ink in confusion.
They seemed to be calling each other brothers. Could this powerful warrior be Eight-cloud Ink's older brother?
Moreover, they were more concerned about the fact that Vulkanic's voice didn't come from his mouth. Instead, it sounded like he was speaking in their heads.
It didn't seem to be a verbal communication. Instead, it was a mental communication. Even though they were from different worlds, they could understand what Vulkanic was trying to say.
"Yes, Vulkanic (Volcanics)."
"How many times have I told you? Just call me Third Brother."
Vulkanic laughed heartily. He walked to the window in the hall and pushed it open.
"Erm …"
Louise walked to Eight-cloud Ink and tugged his sleeve. She asked carefully, "Yakun, who is he …?"
Unlike Yakumo, who had always been gentle and polite, Vokanik's aura was too oppressive.
"This is Vulkanic. You just need to know that he controls the fire element of an entire world. Didn't the prophecy say that the world would be destroyed by the fire that would bring disaster to the world? That's why I asked Vulkanic — uh, I asked Third Brother to come here and see if there's anything unusual about the fire element in this world. "
He controlled the fire element of an entire world!
"What is this …?"
Vittorio opened his mouth but didn't say anything in the end.
Eight-cloud Ink didn't explain Vokanik's identity as Elven King. Instead, he turned around and walked to Vokanik.
"What do you think, Third Brother?"
"Hmm …"
Vokanik nodded slightly with his eyes closed.
"… There is indeed a certain place where the fire element is active and evil. This feeling reminds me of that thing."
"That? Could it be —!! "
"Yes."
Vokanik opened his eyes, and a hint of seriousness flashed through his eyes.
"The thing that once drove us crazy."
"It can't be the same kind, right?"
Eight-cloud Ink couldn't help but gasp at the thought of the pain he had suffered when the Tree of Fantasy absorbed the "darkness from another world" that drove Elven King crazy.
At that time, Eight-cloud Ink had no choice but to do so.
If he were to do it again, Eight-cloud Ink wasn't sure if it would cause any harm to the Tree of Fantasy.
"It's not the same."
Vokanik shook his head and said.
"Although the presence is evil, it's highly compatible with this world, so it doesn't come from another world. Instead, it's produced by this world itself."
"It's not as powerful as the ones we encountered before."
"This is … Mr. Vokanik."
Viktorio walked up to Vokanik and bowed. Then, he lifted his head.
"May I ask, where is the evil flame energy you spoke of?"
"… Interesting human."
Vokanik stared at Viktorio. In the Elemental Elf Realm, no human had ever dared to look him in the eyes.
"It's about 100 kilometers away in that direction."
Vokanik extended his hand and pointed to the north.
"That's —!!"
Viktorio exclaimed in shock.
The north was the direction of Toristine.
Of course, there was only one place in the north of Romania that could be related to fire, and the distance matched Vokanik's description.
"Fire Dragon Mountain Range!!"
Louise came trotting over.
"Is it really the Fire Dragon Mountain Range?"
"But I've sent countless Templar Knights to investigate the Fire Dragon Mountain Range, and they didn't find anything —"
"Just because they didn't find anything doesn't mean it doesn't exist, human."
Vokanik snorted coldly.
Human?
Viktorio's heart skipped a beat when he heard the strange term.
Could it be that this powerful warrior in front of him was not a human?
Oh, right. According to the intelligence, Eight-cloud Ink's race was a 'monster' that had never been heard of before.
Was Vokanik a monster as well?
A monster that controlled the fire elemental energy in the world?
Viktorio thought for a while and instantly misunderstood Vokanik's identity.
"Since we're sure that it's the Fire Dragon Mountain Range, let's go there and investigate further."
Eight-cloud Ink muttered.
"Third Brother, are you going?"
"No. I'm already doing you a favor by helping these humans find the abnormal fire elemental energy. It's their own business, and it's not my place to interfere. "
Vokanik shook his head.
"Sixth Brother, I don't want to nag you, but the great Elven King shouldn't mix around with humans. You should spend more time in the Elemental Elf Realm."
"You know that my situation is special."
Eight-cloud Ink chuckled in a low voice.
"Besides, when my Elven Concubine performs the Sword Dance, don't I go there personally?"
"Humph! If not, I would have gone to the Fantasy Village and brought you here! Besides, why did you give your Elven Concubine the task of stabilizing the dark elemental energy that belonged to the Dark Elven King? Even if that girl has outstanding abilities and can complete the task with your help, it's still — "
"Okay, okay. I know!" Eight-cloud Ink patted Vokanik's shoulder. "Third Brother, how come I didn't realize that you're so similar to Lord Four Seasons? You both like to preach … "
"Preach?!"
Vokanik raised a brow.
"If not for the fact that you're Sixth Brother, I would have attacked you with my sword!"
"Ahahaha. If that happens, Big Sister will be angry."
"Tsk!"
Volkannik, who had suffered greatly at the hands of the Purple Hand, smacked his lips and shut his mouth.
Eight-cloud Ink didn't know what to say. After all, one of the Five Elven King had always taken good care of him. Eight-cloud Ink was touched that the Elven King didn't do anything to stop him.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. When is the next Elven Sword Dance?"
"Hmm? Isn't there no need for that kind of thing to exist? "
Vokanik looked at Eight-cloud Ink with a strange expression.
"We're not crazy anymore, so the Elven Sword Dance is useless."
"I think … since it's a ritual that has been going on for so many years, it's a pity to cancel it. Why don't we continue with it?"
"Ha! If you're interested, why don't you come and issue an edict? "
Vokanik chuckled gloatingly.
"Don't you want me to stay in the Elemental Elf World longer?"
Eight-cloud Ink saw through Vokanik's plan and shook his head.
"We'll talk about it later. I need to deal with things here first. I'm only helping them because of a deal."
"Okay. I'll go back now."
Vokanik turned around after he finished speaking.
Eight-cloud Ink looked at Vokanik with a smile.
The tall warrior fell silent for a while and turned around.
"Sixth Brother, send me back."
"Haha! I thought Third Brother had a way to cross worlds by yourself! "
"Shut up!"
Vokanik blushed.
Eight-cloud Ink sent Vokanik back to the Elemental Elf World with a smile.
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