At the bottom of the largest super volcano in Iron Guard, a dark altar stood silently in the hot magma. It emitted a regular light that gradually became brighter and darker, not at all affected by the high temperatures surrounding it that could melt gold and stone.

The altar stands in magma for a long time, far exceeding the history of the human federation. Time and high temperatures leave no trace on it. This is a creation that completely surpasses the current level of human beings. Even the top materials scientists in the federal world can only be stunned when they see it.

The altar always breathed quietly, just as it did thousands of years ago, no difference. But at some point, without warning, the strange runes all over the altar suddenly lit up an orange-red light, which swayed in the magma, as if someone raised a fire in the darkness.

It is calling, it is calling.

And there is something that is indeed called by it.

The orange-red light became stronger and stronger. Under its illumination, blurred figures like ghosts appeared strangely in the hot magma. They each had different outfits, but they all lowered their heads and remained motionless, but the number continued to increase. Until the inside of the volcano was filled with magnificent architectural figures like Roman gladiators. The orange-red light flashed suddenly, and some mysterious power injected into these figures, making them more agile and clear. They slowly raised their heads, their movements and eyes were full of confusion, as if they were recalling why they were here.

The orange-red light flashed again.

The figures were attracted, and they turned their eyes to the altar located in the center of the magnificent building. When their eyes met on the altar, they suddenly realized the causes and consequences, and quickly lined up to walk down the steps of the magnificent building and towards the altar.

Everyone walks on the steps in a regular manner. Although they are all phantoms and there is no need to be bound by the steps, they still follow the old rules of life, or they don't know their situation at all.

They only know one thing:

That is to awaken the great god [Megma]!

And [Megma]...

Will give them new life!

Three old men in big red robes walked to the center of the altar, and in front of them were sacrifices formed by phantoms. Blood was flowing on the necks of the sacrifices, and blood mixed with magma flowed into the grooves on the altar, outlining a strange torch with strange glory.

The old man in red robe raised his arms and shouted: "【Megma】!"

Many figures under the altar: "【Megma】!"

A fanatical atmosphere spread. The torch pattern flew away from the altar and flew into the air to swallow the surrounding magma, like a desert traveler who smoked his throat encountered a kettle and drank vengefully. The magma line in the volcano fell at a speed visible to the naked eye. Amid the increasingly violent cries of the illusory figures, the torch pattern twisted and emitted an orange-red light that could not be seen directly, and the strong light was bred. As the magma line continued to fall, a powerful heartbeat suddenly came from the crimson shadow. The heartbeat was not loud, but it had a magic that shocked people's hearts. Even outside this super volcano, it could be heard very clearly, just like the super volcano itself has life. When the magma line descended below the altar, the crimson shadow on the altar broke through the invisible shackles, and its body became clear, and it really came to the real world.

This is a red monster covered with scales and sharp corners. He is low in shape and has a human body outline, but it is hideous and terrifying.

The first thing He appears in reality is the whale sucking up to heaven.

"Ahhhh!"

"No!"

"Help!"

Fear permeates, screams harshly, and faith collapses.

All the figures were shrouded in the powerful attraction, and they whirled in the air, forming a huge funnel-shaped whirlwind mixed with hot magma and poured into the monster's mouth.

A few seconds later, the volcano was calm.

The red monster patted his belly: "Himmer!"

(A small mouthful of flames emerge from my throat)

There is no doubt that He is [Megma].

Instead of leaving the supervolcano immediately, He fell on the altar and sat for a while. The orange-red light on the altar gradually dimmed and finally completely extinguished.

At this time, [Megma] looked up and looked up. His eyes penetrated the turbid air and thick volcanic walls, spanning tens of thousands of kilometers, bringing all the three fleets dormant in the starry sky into their eyes.

His pupils reflected the scene in the starry sky. The center point of this scene was a man with medals on his chest and a cup in his hand. He did not feel any trace of divine power from this man. He blinked his eyes, and the starry sky scene in his eyes disappeared, and turned back to a sulfur-yellow turbidity.

[Megma] He did not feel the existence of other ancient gods nearby, but a strong warning rose in his heart, which made him feel very uneasy and irritable.

Just as humans cannot understand why the ancient gods can recover after such a long sleep, nor does He understand why humans can enter space without divine power, and also show a posture of surrounding Him.

A string of weird syllables rolled out in His throat: "Damn guy, you better pray that you don't let us find you."

Next is a long list of ancient gods' swear words.

However, no matter how much he scolded, his voice was very low, and he kept looking around, obviously afraid of something, and he didn't even dare to mention the other party's name.

After a while, He scolded him for being tired.

He stood up and opened his arms: "Great [Shielding], I offer my secrets, and hope to redeem the power I have placed in you."

Before he finished speaking, an indescribable atmosphere came to the altar. An existence in the dark established a connection with [Megma].

[Megma] Say a sentence with a respectful look.

As the words came to the ground, a black crack less than one meter long appeared in the air, and a ball of orange-red airflow appeared in the crack.

The airflow circled in the air for several times, then flew towards [Megma] and drilled into His body. [Megma]'s body was like a blown balloon, expanding rapidly, and finally reaching ten times the previous one, becoming a giant nearly thirty meters tall.

The black crack diameter disappeared.

[Megma] A golden conch appeared in his hand.

He pressed the conch to his lips.

“Woo~”

Many runes lit up on the surface of the conch.

Layers of ripples dyed with orange-red light radiate around them with the ancient and melodious sound of conch.

Flashing phantoms appeared in the places covered by ripples. These phantoms include gorgeous palaces, wide streets, dense shops and towering altars. Not only are there more and more, but they also exist in each flash longer and longer, and their appearance is more and more real.

"The fourth supervolcano experienced a violent energy reaction!"

"Suspect the ancient god to recover early!"

"The third tactical preview turned into a formal operation!"

“Repeat it!”

"The third tactical preview turned into a formal operation!"
Chapter completed!