Chapter 800: Isolated Island
Mages would always have connections with the Elental Planes as mages made use of elental powers.
Not long ago, the mages had even established bases in each of the Elental Planes in order to gather the resources there as well as improve elental powers. The smallest base in the Four Elental Planes was the one in the Fire Elental Plane. In fact, this base was so small that it could only be described as a camp.
In the Cloud Tower’s records, the other bases were recorded with nas such as ____ City or ____ Town. However, the base in the Fire Elental Plane was only recorded as the Fire Elental Plane observatory.
When I arrived at this place, I discovered that even calling it an observatory was quite an exaggeration. All that this place had was a Dinsional Door buried deep underground and so rations which were magically preserved.
There was only one mage stationed here. When he saw arrive through the Dinsional Door, he greeted happily with astonishnt. But, he then beca obviously depressed when he found out that I wasn’t here to take his shift.
“Master Roland, if you could, please recomnd to the higher-ups to cancel this location as an observatory. It’s fine to just leave the Dinsional Door here. Last year, I only received two visitors for the entire year...”
The mage was a middle-aged man nad Moti. He began to endlessly complain about the terrible work environnt here after he saw the Truth Emblem on my chest.
It was quite obvious that he didn’t know who I was. This was the best evidence that he hadn’t been back to the mortal plane for quite a long while already.
Although conditions were also harsh in the other Elental Planes, there were many benefits for a mage of the corresponding elent to cultivate there. The high Elental Tide would be extrely helpful for magic cultivation. The elental resources there would maximize the mage’s cultivation effectiveness. Many mages would volunteer to go to the bases in the other elental planes for their own elent.
However, I learned from Moti’s complaints that not a single mage ever applied to co to the Fire Elental Plane’s base. The task of staying here was always forced upon a fire mage.
The extrely harsh environnt and high temperature were only so of the reasons why nobody wanted to co. The main reason was that the local residents of the Fire Elental Plane were far too “warm and friendly”.
Low and mid-level elental creatures didn’t need to eat. If nobody commanded them to do anything (all elental creatures in the mortal plane would be under soone’s command, as it was impossible for them to co to the mortal plane without soone summoning them), most of the ti they wouldn’t be that aggressive. However, only fire elental creatures would forever be as aggressive as rabid dogs and unhesitatingly attack every living being that they saw.
Additionally, fire elental creatures were similar to extremist terrorists. If they lost, they would often try to self-destruct. Working so hard to defeat a fire elental creature might not even result in being able to obtain any elental resources due to the resulting explosion. This was the fire elental creatures’ ho territory, and it would be impossible to kill them all. Nobody would like fighting against such opponents.
From a certain standpoint, the Fire Elental Plane was the Elental Plane that was most similar to the Chaos Abyss. Many Fire Elental Lords were both demons and fire elental creatures. Many demons would also have so fire elent bloodline, which was why they had such superb fire resistance.
The high temperature and toxic sulfuric air here made it impossible for ordinary humans to survive here. The incredibly aggressive fire elental creatures here made it highly dangerous for any outsider to co here.
The mage Moti in front of had faint runes flowing across his skin. The slightly flickering fiery light in his eyes indicated that he was obviously had the bloodline of a Chaos Abyss descendant. The red runes on his arms and legs indicated that he was a fire archmage.
A fire archmage with a fire demon bloodline. It seed like his power level was also quite good, which made him really rare.
I was beginning to pity him. Apparently, he had been here for seven years already. Normally, the Mage Country would cycle out the mages stationed at a base once every three to five years, so soone else should have taken his shift long ago. Since Moti had already completed his task here, he should have returned to the Mage Country for a promotion, salary increase, and get married to soone pretty and rich... Obviously, either nobody appropriate had been found to co here, or the Mage Country had already forgotten about him. Hence, Moti was now so warm and friendly towards anyone who ca to visit him in hopes that they could remind the Mage Country of his existence.
“So few people co here each year. You won’t even see a single person on average each month. You truly are unfortunate.”
“Yeah. I originally thought that I was so lucky because my bloodline was suitable for this environnt. Not only do I not see anyone on average each month, the worst was when I didn’t see a single other person for one year and three months. Whenever I go outside here, there’s only an endless amount of crazy suicide bombers. I originally had a disciple here, but he went outside without any protection after only staying here for four weeks, so he was sent back to the mortal plane while covered in burn injuries along with being poisoned. That little bastard was burnt like a piece of coal, but he was actually smiling when he left. I’ll deal with him when I return to the mortal plane! But, I heard from my last visitor that he’s already promoted to the sa rank as I am, which is...”
The result of not having anyone to talk with for so long was that Moti imdiately beca a chatterbox when he saw .
His forr disciple now had the sa rank that he did. anwhile, he was stuck in a dead-end job in a remote location for so many years now. He was wasting ti while a younger person was rising above him. Wasn’t this a fantasy version of a mid-life job crisis? This seed even more realistic and pitiful to now.
No wonder he was so friendly to . My Truth Emblem probably also worked in my favor because Moti was hoping that I would ntion him to the Truth Symposium.
“Sure, it’s no problem at all. I’ll talk to the Truth Symposium about it after I return. Lain is the one in charge of sending people to various outposts, right? I know him quite well.”
I agreed quite readily. When seeing how archmage Moti was overjoyed, I decided against ruining his good mood.
Currently, Moti was basically like soone who was “exiled” by his company. He finally managed to et soone “high-ranking” in the company, so of course he would do his best to get into my good graces in hope of improving his fortune.
But from what I knew, the Truth Symposium had no ti right now at all to care about soone in a remote outpost, as they were completely busy with preparing for the upcoming major battle. This was just like World War 2 from my original world. When the countries were all at war, they wouldn’t have any ti to rember their own citizens far away in distant colonies. This was especially more so for people who were at “isolated islands in the middle of nowhere” that had no worthwhile resources or combat information to provide for the country.
As long as the battle continued, it was likely that Moti would be forgotten for quite a long period of ti. It might even be possible that the Mage Country would reorganize its hierarchy after the battle. If Moti’s original superior died or was given so other position during this battle, then Moti would also be forgotten by the new superior in charge...
Of course, saying anything now would be aningless, as everything was still prone to change.
Perhaps having bases in the Elental Planes would beco aningless as the Holy War continued. Maybe the base here would be canceled, which naturally ant that Moti could return. Or, perhaps the mages would have higher expectations for the Elental Planes and increase their investnt here. Since Moti was an expert on the Fire Elental Plane, then that would beco a great opportunity for him.
“Continue to work hard. At least the situation won’t get worse than it is now.”
I said sothing that was basically true and just normal encouragent. I really couldn’t afford to just make random promises at this ti. Still, such a response already made quite happy. Moti’s friendly attitude was also quite helpful for .
Moti had stayed here for so long while being attacked by fire elent creatures on a daily basis. He was so bored that all he could do was cultivate. Although Moti didn’t have a high rank, his power level far succeeded that of others with the sa rank. I could sense that this dark-skinned middle-aged man had actually passed Legend and faintly reached Saint rank already, yet his emblem still said that he was only Gold rank.
If this had been 10 years ago, a Saint rank archmage would never have been left here to waste his ti.
Moti not only understood the situation in the Fire Elental Plane, he was also capable of traveling in this dangerous plane. His overly boring job had helped him to benefit much from staying here. At the very least, he could be called an expert on the Fire Elental Plane.
Thanks to his explanation, I also gradually learned the recent events in this plane.
“A new Fire Elental God? When did this happen? Why was there no report!?”
“I did report it five days ago. However, I’ve yet to receive a response even now. Did sothing happen at the Cloud Tower?”
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