Su Ming had seen plenty of volcanoes. There was a whole volcanic range in the Savage Land, complete with a Nuwali logistics center inside.
Black rock, a thick smell of sulfur, lava flowing across the ground like streams, and a red glow that warmed the chest—volcanoes were pretty much all the same.
"It's hot enough to roast a chimp." Bobo used his hat to wipe away sweat. He clearly didn't care for the place. Eyeing the mountain belching black smoke in the distance, he complained, "I know a fire god ought to live somewhere with fire, but if he lives here, he can't blame his wife for leaving."
Hephaestus's wife was Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty. In looks alone, they were beauty and the beast.
The fire god was talented, powerful, and had plenty going for him beneath the surface. But he was terribly ugly, and he lived in a place like this. Of course Aphrodite had moved out. Just listening to the hammering every day would drive anyone to a breakdown, wouldn't it?
They hadn't reached the volcano yet. The smoking crater was still dozens of kilometers from the foot of the mountain, but even here, they could feel the earth shaking to the rhythm of a sledgehammer at work.
If he had to choose between smithing and women, though, the fire god would pick smithing without a second thought.
The goddess of beauty was currently out of contact with everyone, but Su Ming knew she was hiding in Africa, at the Lost Amazons' homeland, disguised as an ordinary Amazon Warrior.
Aphrodite and the fire god had a terrible relationship. If divorce had been a tradition on Olympus, they would probably have split long ago. But she got along well with Diana. After all, all three were Zeus's children,