This abyss, formed by the power of Hera, inevitably connects with Hell.

As a result, a large number of monsters were affected by hell and were 'born' from the abyss formed by Hera's divine power.

The closer one gets to 'Tartaros', the stronger the monsters in the abyss become.

Conversely, because they are farther away from 'Tartaros', the abyssal monsters closer to the ground appear to be weaker.

The real Hera, however, transformed into an abyss due to her divine power. Her soul and flesh merged, and she was born from the monsters within the abyss.

At this point, she truly broke free from her divine power and became a new 'Hera' independent of the gods.

This is why the location connected to the 100th floor of the Demon Abyss leads to that deeper level—

[The Abyss] - Floor 101 - [Tartars]

As the magic surged, a narrow crack slowly opened in a gate that resembled a rugged wall of flesh.

The doors, made of flesh and blood, opened wide to both sides, and a damp and bloody smell rushed out from the darkness, impacting this illusory space.

Victor stood behind the gate.

What appeared before him was a void that was even colder, more desolate, and darker than before.

It was as if all the colors, sounds, and sensations of the world had been completely blocked out.

In this pitch-black void, a massive gate, whose outline seemed extremely familiar to Victor, appeared.

This gate stands here, seemingly out of place with its surroundings.

Its exterior is entirely mechanical, and the metallic luster is exceptionally clear in the dark.

However, it remained motionless, like a piece of abandoned steel, lying silently in the darkness.

But soon, the long-silent gates of hell seemed to finally sense the presence of humans.

Click click click—

In an instant, flames swirled and flowed between gears and chains, and the sounds of metal rubbing and colliding echoed in the void.

Sparks flew continuously from the meshing gears, and the steel chain became red-hot and pliable under the high temperature.

On both sides, bursts of flame erupted from the pipes, enveloping the entire heavy steel door like spreading oil mist.

At the top of the gate, a metallic goat skull was also illuminated.

Crimson fire snakes spewed from its two eye sockets, flickering and trailing in the darkness, making it appear even more eerie.

Boom boom boom—

The steel gates continued to open, and the doors gradually unfolded completely.

The entire space behind the flesh and blood seemed to be awakened, with a scorching heat filling the air, and flames and ashes swirling and dancing in the void.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of flame, resembling fountains welcoming and celebrating on both sides, erupted from the space below the doorway.

Layers of crisscrossing steel mesh appeared beneath my feet, and I was surrounded by walls of branding irons.

The void was completely dispelled.

Immediately afterwards, the gates of hell before him seemed to ripple.

The outline of the door, covered by the red flames, began to sway, and the steel gears made a clattering sound.

call--

The flames suddenly became even more intense and violent, and a gigantic, steel-like limb slowly emerged from the gates of hell.

At this moment, Viktor finally saw the person's face clearly.

It was a colossal steel beast, its entire body a perfect fusion of metal gears and various mechanical components.

It had three ferocious dog heads, and its whole body was engulfed in flames.

Its six eyes emitted a fierce light, making it appear both ferocious and dangerous.

Its limbs were covered with sharp steel blades, which reflected a shimmering light under the firelight.

The three-headed dog stared at Victor, its sharp teeth chattering.

Scalding hot saliva dripped continuously from its mouth, sizzling and rising as it hit the flames.

It seems that it has completely come to regard Victor as a snack for its ramblings.

I wish I could tear him to pieces right now.

And almost at the same time,

Viktor felt countless distant gazes fixed on him.

He knew that these gazes came from many gods in heaven and hell.

However, because he no longer had a player panel and was no longer a player, he could no longer see the familiar text that should have appeared in front of him.

Victor didn't take it seriously.

He put his hands in his pockets, looked up at the enormous three-headed dog in front of him, chuckled, and spoke in a somewhat familiar tone:

"She's quite lively."

"It seems Hades has indeed treated you well."

Perhaps it was because of hearing this name.

Both the three-headed hellhound in front of him and the many eyes watching him paused for a moment.

They were astonished, they trembled.

They began to be curious about this human.

How exactly did they learn of this name?

At the same time, another, more dangerous and oppressive gaze fell upon him.

It seemed to be the master of this hell, staring at Victor with a gaze that could make countless living beings tremble and even feel the pain that was close to death.

But Viktor was unaffected.

He maintained his hands in his pockets, seemingly indifferent to everything.

With complete ease, he spoke to the seemingly enormous yet somewhat adorable, small, three-headed dog in front of him:

"You can't stop me, go and call your master."

Upon hearing this, the three-headed dog became enraged, breathing fire from its nostrils, wishing it could burn Viktor to ashes immediately.

Soon, a familiar and majestic voice suddenly rang out from above the three-headed dog's head, causing the entire space to shake violently.

"Humans, who gave you the audacity to provoke us in this hell?"

"Aren't you afraid of falling into hell and suffering endless cycles of reincarnation?"

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