The intimidating presence of Roland’s extraordinary ability to attract creatures clashed with Anthony’s bear-like burly physique, quickly calming the surrounding area.
Though the demonized beasts lacked clear minds, they still adhered to the jungle law, where the strong were supre.
They sensed a new bear king in the forest.
Wolves feared bears, so they avoided them.
Bears feared kings, so they avoided them too.
The five-mber group thus proceeded unobstructed to the volcano’s mouth.
This was the source of the sensation Lisa spoke of.
Lisa walked step by step towards the volcano’s mouth, her eyes a bit dazed.
Seeing that she was about to walk towards the mouth, Roland noticed sothing was wrong, dashed over like lightning, and grabbed her wrist, loudly reprimanding, "Are you thinking of jumping down?"
Lisa did not speak.
Roland was almost infuriated.
"Do you know how high the temperature of the lava is?"
"I know, it’s similar to the burning temperature of coal," Lisa said calmly.
Roland laughed in exasperation.
Is that how you’re supposed to answer this question?
Lisa looked at Roland gently and softly said, "I’ve tried, I can skillfully control the flas of burning coal, letting them dance in my palm."
To verify her words, she squatted down and placed her hand over the flowing lava.
The scorching lava lay obediently in her palm like a kitten.
Is this the special ability of a Temperature Control Apprentice?
Such precise temperature control, coupled with Master Anthony’s fla magic teaching, Lisa’s future is limitless.
If so, there’s even less need to take risks.
Roland still tried to persuade her, but Lisa shook her head resolutely and looked towards Anthony.
"Teacher, do you oppose it too?"
"I oppose... I oppose you jumping in directly. We must proceed with gradual practice."
Anthony stepped over, smiling as he proposed this plan, "There’s ready-made lava here, I can control the lava to simulate the internal environnt of the volcano, gradually increasing the temperature to help you adapt."
Sif and Christine also ca over.
Sif, sharing Roland’s stance, gently urged Lisa not to be impulsive.
However, her persuasion was quite ineffective, even strengthening Lisa’s determination.
Lisa’s eyes shone with a determination to succeed or die trying.
The compromise she accepted was to practice for one night and jump into the volcano early in the morning.
Whatever Roland said about the internal lava temperature being higher, she didn’t hear a word.
Watching Lisa’s stubborn attitude, Roland felt helpless.
He knew Lisa too well; she was rarely stubborn, but once determined, she was beyond cure.
Facing Roland’s questioning gaze, Christine only said, "I can provide treatnt and protection, but I can’t bring you back from ashes."
Lisa nodded gently, "Thank you."
After saying this, Christine took her scepter and found a not-too-hot place to wait.
She understood Lisa.
Everyone was racing against ti; who would willingly give up if given a chance?
She wasn’t qualified to say Lisa was taking a risk. The risk she took hosting the Holy Spring Resurrection ceremony was no less than Lisa’s.
This was an era for madn and fools.
A normal person could never witness the glorious mont of the three Goddesses descending.
Thankfully, she wasn’t normal; she was a madwoman.
Since persuasion failed, Roland could only prepare everything.
He took off the ring Sura gave him, which could offset fatal damage, and forcibly pressed it onto Lisa.
"No refusal allowed!"
"I’m not refusing, but this is a one-ti item. If I really can’t bear it, the ring can only protect for one second at most."
"One second is one second!"
Roland said sulkily, "You look at in that last second and cry for ."
Lisa received the ring with a smile.
Roland might talk tough, but he couldn’t bear to see her get hurt.
But she had to take the risk.
In this era of racing against others and the heavens, slowing down ant death.
Anthony took Lisa aside to practice, while Roland and Christine stayed nearby, ready to rescue, and Sif took the role of outer guard duty.
Anthony’s teaching thod revolved around aggression.
He imdiately used magic to further heat the flowing lava and let Lisa try to control it.
The scorching heat made the air restless.
Sweat rolled continuously down Lisa’s cheeks; although prepared, the lava’s scalding heat exceeded her expectations.
She instinctively wanted to retreat, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw Sif standing guard not far away.
Courage reconquered her body, and she focused her spirit on one point, her palm surging with the sa intense heat as she pressed forward.
"Boom!"
The lava clashed with the flas, sparking countless fire stars, lighting up White Mountain under the night.
But rely clashing with the lava wasn’t enough; to retrieve sothing from the lava, one had to create a shield that completely isolates the temperature.
This was the ultimate test for Lisa.
After at least half an hour of struggle, the shield Lisa supported finally could protect her.
Next ca temperature control and cooling down.
Roland and the others waited very patiently.
Around them, only Master Anthony’s deep voice echoed.
His voice had the grandeur of a giant dragon’s roar, causing demonized and ordinary beasts to feel inexplicable fear and actively avoid the area.
It was Roland’s first ti seeing White Mountain at four in the morning.
And the volcano, still in motion.
Under the tense gaze of everyone, Lisa took a deep breath and, holding up the shield, walked towards the volcano.
Before she set off, Christine called out to her, casting a blessing.
Lisa’s petite figure appeared tiny against the gigantic volcano, as the lava rapidly cooled beneath her feet, turning into steaming volcanic rock.
Roland and Christine stood above the volcano’s mouth, staring at her intently, ready to rescue at any mont.
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