Phoenix City was a territory-level city still awaiting development. Its main streets had already been planned, but construction had yet to break ground. At present, the entire Endless Volcano Territory had only one small city—Parasol City.
Parasol City was the small town that had originally stood beside the Phoenix-Roosting Parasol Grove.
With the development of Fire Dragon Water, the little town had welcomed an opportunity for growth. Even the Magic Guild had established a branch here, chiefly responsible for gathering magical herbs locally and refining Fire Dragon Water. This Fire Dragon Water had only one purpose: to supply Fire Dragon Rio with pills without interruption.
The Bug Grass of Aini, the Phoenix-Roosting Parasol Dragon Elf, covered an enormous area. Nearly sixty thousand mu of land had all been planted with Phoenix-Roosting Parasol trees.
Even the continuously produced Fire Dragon Water still could not satisfy Rio's urgent needs.
Meanwhile, the volcanic super-magic produced by several active volcanoes was gradually dwindling. Thus, Rio's growth had stagnated over the past two years. His body length had gradually stabilized at sixty-five meters, with a wingspan of sixty-five meters. He was still a long way from the hundred-meter wingspan and body length that marked adulthood.
"I have already become a master of destiny. My next step should be to seek out more magical medicines like Fire Dragon Water to help Rio keep growing."
After inspecting Phoenix City, which was still little more than wasteland, Liszt pondered how to break through the bulwark.
Now that he had touched the bulwark, he understood what it truly was. It was not merely the bulwark of fire-aspect magic power. By extension, the bulwarks of other elemental magic powers—and even the bulwarks of matter and spirit—had faintly revealed a hint of themselves. Yet for now, his greatest hope of breaking