Chapter 2520 Furious

It is not easy to find island groups on the sea, and I am even ready for a long-term battle.

However, the reality turned out to be much faster than I expected. In less than a day, the driver discovered a group of islands similar to the forbidden area.

With my permission, the spacecraft landed smoothly, got off the elevator, and stepped onto this familiar land. Taking a deep breath, I could clearly feel the faint smell of sulfur permeating the air.

"The snapping turtle you are talking about is this volcanic island group?"

Simmons Locke's nose twitched slightly and he raised his eyes to look into the distance.

"Yes, uncle" pointed to the giant volcano in the distance: "That volcano is where he sleeps."

Simmons Locke said "Hmm", put his hands behind his back, and walked forward. I walked a few steps closely to catch up with his speed and walked side by side with him.

Winding all the way, knee-deep through the forest, climbing up, and crossing several streams filled with hot lava, we finally reached the top of the volcano.

However, when I arrived near the crater, I didn't see the huge turtle head. I took a few steps forward and came to the crater. I braved the heat wave and looked inside.

The orange-yellow magma like golden water continuously bubbles out. When the bubbles burst, hot magma droplets splash out, either splashing onto the rock wall or melting into the magma.

However, looking throughout the entire crater, Antun's huge head could not be found at all.

I frowned and shouted loudly: "Antuen, I am An Xiaoyi. It is quite rude to come here without permission, but please show up and see me!"

He shouted several times, but the crater remained as calm as ever.

Simmons Locke sighed and said: "Xiao Yi, stop making trouble, it's dangerous over there, come back quickly!"

"Uncle, I didn't lie to you, Antuen is really in this volcano!"

"Okay, I believe you, but now it seems that he is sleeping. How about we come to visit another day!"

Simmons Locke advised me from a distance.

But I can be sure from his expression that he doesn't trust me and just wants to coax me back.

As soon as I go back, this trip to visit Antun will definitely be abandoned halfway. Even if I persist, it will be of no avail, because from the current point of view, his strength is far stronger than mine, although he cannot treat me like a chicken. He can take him back the same way, but as long as he holds my pulse or locks my arms, I can only go back with him obediently - after all, he is Bai Yunying's uncle, I can't resist desperately. !

"Uncle, please give me a little more time!" I didn't retreat at all, and continued to stop at the edge of the crater, shouting to Simmons Locke.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you another quarter of an hour. If the apostle named Antuen doesn't show up after a quarter of an hour, you can go back with me."

"It's a deal!"

Afterwards, I stood on the edge of the crater, jumping and jumping, shouting and screaming, and throwing stones into it from time to time. In short, I was making all kinds of noises and refused to stop for a second.

However, Antuen seemed to have fallen into hibernation and refused to emerge.

This silent response finally angered me, so I picked up a boulder larger than the previous one and threw it into the crater.

I lost it for seven or eight minutes in a row, but there was no reaction.

Seeing that there were only three minutes left, I was so angry that I peed into the crater to vent my last anger.

Simmons Locke, who was standing a few meters behind me, was amused by my unconventional behavior. He sighed in the distance: "Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi, you are really bad."

After peeing, I suddenly felt refreshed, and the suffocation in my heart finally vented.

Looking at the time, there was still one minute left. I snorted, threw another handful of soil into the crater, then turned and left: "Let's go, uncle, let's go back."

Simmons Locke smiled and shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and walked down the mountain with me. Before we had taken ten steps, the earth suddenly began to tremble.

"earthquake?"

Simmons Locke, who was originally smiling, suddenly turned extremely ugly. He lowered his body, grabbed me at the same time, and shouted loudly: "Stand where you are and don't move!"

Hearing this, I stopped stumbling, followed his example, lowered my body, and looked around.

The vibrations became stronger and stronger, and the amplitude became larger and larger. Soon, the ground began to crack. The cracks started as thin as a little finger and expanded to wider than the palm of your hand in the blink of an eye, and had a tendency to continue to expand.

Simmons Locke, who looked around several times, took a breath and said loudly: "I'm afraid this is not an earthquake, but a precursor to a volcanic eruption!"

"A volcanic eruption?" I widened my eyes in fear: "That's not bad! Uncle, let's run before the lava comes out!"

Unexpectedly, Simmons Locke shook his head and said, "You can't escape if you run. Look over there."

Looking along his direction, we could see the crater of the volcano, with hot magma emerging continuously, which looked like boiling hot water, but it was more shocking than the hot water.

Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more critical, Simmons Locke made a decisive decision: "Quick! Find a higher position!"

I was stunned for a few seconds and suddenly realized: Yes, the best way to avoid magma is to occupy the highest ground!

After looking around, we made a quick judgment and ran towards the relatively raised ground.

Just as he stood firm, he saw a torrent of hot magma swallowing the lower ground. In the process of swallowing, large streams of magma continued to pour into the cracks in the ground.

The crack was like a bottomless giant mouth, swallowing magma in large mouthfuls, but soon, more magma rushed in.

In a short time, the cracked ground was filled up, and the gushing magma covered it like a natural carpet. I believe that after the magma cools, the ground will return to its former smoothness.

Feeling the heat rushing towards my face, I breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear: "Thanks to you, uncle."

Simmons Locke patted me on the back and said, "Just take it as an experience and a lesson. Stay away from active volcanoes like this in the future."

The two of us were chatting about our thoughts on the rest of our lives. Suddenly, a roar like the roar of a beast came to mind: "If you don't throw stones, start peeing, you little bastard!"

The roar was so loud that it resounded through the sky, instantly shaking Simmons Locke. I was even worse. I was so frightened that my feet slipped and I almost fell. Fortunately, my uncle had quick eyes and quick hands and grabbed my clothes, and I survived. .

When I came back to my senses, I glanced at Simmons Locke and saw that his face was ugly and his eyes were filled with deep fear.

After taking several deep breaths, he forced himself to calm down, looked solemnly in the direction of the crater, and murmured: "There really are apostles living in the volcano!"