I Was a Loner, but My Class Got Summoned to Another World…-Chapter 304: Into the Volcano Pt.4

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Str: 34 / Agi: 42 / Dex: 36 / Con: 43 / Int: 31 / Char: 35

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Emberfang Bite: Pyronis's fangs glow with molten heat, searing flesh upon impact and spreading lingering burns.

Lava Surge: Expels superheated bubbles that burst on contact, causing rapid burns and disrupting enemy movement in water or air.

Molten Echo: Releases a deep, resonant sound wave that vibrates through liquid, igniting thermal energy in the surroundings and disorienting foes.

Volcanic Wake – As Pyronis swims through ground, it leaves behind superheated trails of bubbling magma, causing persistent burns to those who enter its path while also creating temporary barriers of searing heat.

Infernal Flow: Pyronis cloaks itself in swirling heated currents, increasing speed and evasion while not being affected by heat.

Thermal Undertow – Pyronis manipulates the heat within surroundings, creating unstable thermal currents when in large pools of magma that pull enemies downward, disrupting their balance and limiting movement.

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Logan finally acquired the skill he needed—Infernal Flow. The moment his piranha-like fish evolved, its razor-sharp grin showed it had gains sufficient power, as for its new abilities granted the boy an ability he was eager to test.

Infernal Flow allowed him to walk on magma and even touch it directly. Though the mana cost was steep, the benefit was undeniable—he could now withstand the searing heat with far greater ease.

Testing his newfound resistance, Logan reached out and petted his bear's fur, watching as it flared with heat, igniting like a blazing stove. Even with flames licking his hand, he remained unscathed.

"Well, at least I have a skill to protect myself," Logan said, satisfied. Then, his tone shifted.

"Unfortunately, you three won't be able to join me for the fight. If something happens inside and lava starts gushing out, you'll be in danger. I suggest you stay here."

His gaze turned toward Luna and Riptide. "That goes for you two as well. We already noticed that water magic only creates steam, so bringing you in would be just as risky."

"Yes, I wasted too much mana just testing that skill out to tame the birds, I believed from the start my role here was just to teleport you here and out, I will be vigilant though, in case I need to forcefully bring you back using the drake." Silvia said while draining the mana out of a pure energy crystal to regain what mana she used up.

"Even if I want to join you, I know it will be too dangerous to enter… please at least record the battle with a crystal like Marie showed me!" Emary said feeling down.

Freya on the other hand did not say anything and shrugged.

With that, Logan began issuing orders to both his creatures and companions, ensuring no one took unnecessary risks. He wouldn't allow accidents—not with the infernal dangerous depths of the volcano ahead.

As Wyver carried Logan over the volcano, the newly evolved moths swarmed around the drake, ensuring he would no longer be attacked mid-flight.

[Alright, this is high enough, Wyver. Head back and keep an eye on the others—you know how dangerous this place is.]

With those words, Logan activated Angelic Wings while his large beast bellowed sad he wouldn't be able to join in the fight. Upon reaching a nearby ledge that allowed the boy to hover safety, Wyver veered away. As soon as he reached the top, another swarm of moths gathered, their movements uncertain. Yet instead of attacking, they instinctively merged with his own, shifting into a protective formation around him that probably included a total of two hundred or more insects.

Pushing forward, Logan adjusted his vision, struggling to make out the terrain through the thick smoke rising from the volcano.

His new skill granted him resistance—not just against the scorching heat from the volcano and temple, but also the infernal firestorm created by the moths.

Then, within the depths of the crater, he saw it.

A massive, wingless dragon-like creature lay curled within the volcanic hollow, its seven heads resting in eerie stillness.

Until two of them lifted.

Logan felt his stomach tighten.

"Ah, damn it," he muttered under his breath.

Even from a distance, he could tell—the beast was at least five meters long not counting its long tail that was at least two meters long. He calculated each head alone rivaling half his height, if not more.

His mind raced as he scanned the surroundings, searching for the fire temple.

And then—he found it.

The cavern's far side housed a treasure hoard, a collection of fire crystals, precious stones, and raw gold—materials valuable not just to humans, but to creatures that thrived within the heart of the volcano near it there was a pedestal with a large fire crystal that unlike his own seemed to be crafted by an artisan, the glow it gave off was as if it was a miniature sun.

One of the hydra's heads growled, sensing Logan's gaze upon its pile of riches. In response, the other six heads began to rise.

And once all seven were fully awake, the hydra lifted itself, shifting into a battle stance.

Across the cavern, Logan spotted creatures fleeing in terror—golems scrambling away, beasts diving into the shadows, all recognizing the conflict that was about to erupt.

Logan's moths remained unwavering, forming a protective circle around him. He considered Silvia's abilities—her magic held potential, but water-based attacks in a volcanic battlefield would be futile. He needed a different approach.

The hydra's seven heads loomed ahead, each a separate threat, yet Logan was certain there was a way to handle them.

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Descending to the volcano's floor, he met the hydra's gaze head on. The beast sized him up, recognizing his presence yet caring little for his identity. What mattered was that he was an intruder, and the hydra intended to drive him out.

It roared, a thunderous display of dominance. It had no desire to offend the fire spirit that provided it sanctuary by attacking a hero the spirit had summoned—but it would not tolerate trespassers.

"Hey! Can you speak?" Logan called out, wondering if the creature was a guardian akin to Ramos.

The hydra responded with another deafening roar. Three of its heads seemed particularly hostile, one suddenly exhaling a stream of fire in his direction.

Logan reacted instantly, conjuring a triple-layered defense—mana, frost, and fire shields, each absorbing the brunt of the stream of flames.

The first attack was meant as a warning. The other two furious heads, seeing their companion's strike deflected, launched similar attacks in rapid succession.

Logan knew he couldn't afford to waste mana on various shields. He propelled himself out of harm's way, his speed heightened by both the wind buff and the fire augmentation granted by the spirit's domain.

"Guess you can..." he taunted, dodging another fiery blast.

Seizing an opening, he conjured two earth spears, launching them toward the beast.

The hydra made no effort to dodge. One spear struck its scales, while another was batted away with a dismissive swipe.

Logan watched carefully. The hydra was judging him. Its strikes weren't reckless—they were calculated, as if testing his strength before engaging in true combat.

This wasn't just a battle. It was a trial.