Within the Nine-Colored halo, Zhou Qing felt his vision blur. It also seemed as though hundreds of millions of years had passed. Then he arrived in a fiery red world.
"Lava?"
Looking at the vast expanse of magma three meters ahead, Zhou Qing raised a brow and said speechlessly, "Is this a place suitable for human survival? Are you kidding me? Or was the teleportation destination chosen according to my personal physical adaptability?"
As he pondered, Zhou Qing looked to the side and saw a child holding a cup of wine, his hair slightly curled from the scorching heat, staring at him in stunned disbelief.
Moreover, there was a half-red, half-blue star-shaped mark on the child's forehead, helping him resist the surrounding fire elements. However, the child seemed to possess only the equivalent of a Soul Scholar with Soul Power between half a level and one level. Before long, he would probably be baked into a dried corpse by this environment.
Zhou Qing scanned the surroundings again and found that this place resembled a lava-lake cavern.
So—
How had this obviously non-native sentient creature, one not born in this environment, arrived here?
Judging by his clothing, he looked like a student from some magic academy... Had greed driven him to touch spatial teleportation magic? Or had he been punished for being naughty?
Zhou Qing could not be blamed for thinking that way. What child drank alcohol at such a young age?
That aroma of wine... The alcohol content had to be quite high.
With that thought, Zhou Qing blew out a breath. The energies of spring, summer, autumn, and winter wrapped around the boy, isolating him from the temperature here.
"Ah, refreshing!"
The boy felt as though he were floating in a warm ocean. Every cell in his body trembled,