"How do you see it, Scorching?"
Within Scorching Volcano, King Ares brewed tea atop the lava, leisurely preparing kung fu tea.
He had merely learned the tea-drinking method from Russell.
The Scorching Dragon soaked in the lava with only its head exposed. Thick smoke continuously billowed from beneath the scales on its head.
It then drifted through the volcanic crater and floated into the sky.
It was as though Scorching Volcano erupted every single day.
"You want Scorching to open the Volcanic Domain?" A rumbling, scorching voice sounded. "Scorching's hope has not yet been shattered. Why should Scorching bow and submit to Amber Dreamscape? Ares, have you lost faith in Scorching as well?"
"Never!" King Ares immediately denied it. "But what Russell said makes sense. The Three-Dragon Sacrifice Method failed. Perhaps hope does not lie on Dragon Sleep Continent, but in Amber Dreamscape."
The Scorching Dragon did not answer.
King Ares lowered his head and took a sip of the freshly brewed green tea before continuing, "At the thousand-year mark, I am worried about you too... Scorching, if one day you also leave this kingdom because of some opportunity, what am I supposed to do?"
According to legend.
Dragons lived for several thousand years, but after a thousand years, most dragons could not resist venturing out to seek an opportunity to return to ancient times.
Once they left, there was usually no further news until, one day, their volcano went dormant.
"Let Scorching think, Ares. Do not rush to force Scorching." The Scorching Dragon simply submerged its entire head beneath the lava.
The rolling smoke ceased. Only the lava's surface occasionally produced a bubble, and when it burst, a puff of smoke spread out.
"Alas, it is not that I am forcing you, Scorching. It is simply that humanity's fate