Hell

With a dizzy feeling from falling, each man and each door fell heavily to the ground. It was pitch dark all around, and Oreius got up and took out a ball of white and soft light from his arms.

This is energy taken from the realm of heaven. Canaan could not maintain God's grace for a long time, and Mason was worried that there would be a chaotic war next, so he deliberately left some energy.

Now, this ball of energy serves as a lighting source, floating lightly in the air.

The voice of the portal sounded very aggrieved: "Lord Orelius, we can't leave here for the time being. That guy has sealed the world of the portal. I have to study how to break the seal."

"It's okay. It's okay to stay for a while. Nidhogg can handle the things outside."

Aurelius said a few words of comfort and looked around in the light.

The charred land had no vegetation, and the world was dead silent, without any trace of life. Oleus walked forward for a while and smelled a strong smell of sulfur. This smell seemed to be gushing out from the deepest part of the earth, floating around the world along with the dull air of death.

The portal looked at it for a while, then spoke uncertainly: "The world of doors is not just a door to reality, but also includes doors to other worlds and even concepts. We may have been thrown out of our original world."

This brings us back to the common sense lesson we learned in the pre-dark fog era.

In this world, the plane where the continent is located is the core. With it as the center, sub-planes of all sizes are derived, like a pomegranate, densely clustered together.

With this concept in mind, the red-haired young man quickly found the corresponding description.

That was something I had seen in Nasir's library.

"Hell is located at the bottom of the thirty-three sub-planes. The land is charred black and only dark plants can grow there. Because molten rivers have long flowed on the ground and mountains, there is always a smell of sulfur in Hell."

"This is the home of demons, a dead end for life. They worship chaos, fighting, and disorder. Even if they are seriously injured, they can recover after absorbing enough energy. For them, the souls of the main plane are an irresistible temptation."

Now, Oleus did not see the boiling molten sea described in the book, nor did he see groups of small demons, succubi who enjoyed playing tricks, and powerful fire demons. Those familiar creatures in the Western fantasy world were extinct here, leaving only a withered continent.

The portal drum vibrated for a while and chose a direction. Oleus followed the instructions and walked forward. This place was too dark. The world was so quiet, with only his footsteps.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he kicked something. Oleus bent over and saw a small piece of dark yellow bone. The young man tried to pick it up, but it turned into dust as soon as he touched it.

Slowly, there were more and more bones in front.

"Here we are, right here. There is a smell of a door here, although it's very faint, but I can jump to other places!"

This is a huge cemetery.

The flesh has been corroded by the years, leaving only decaying bones. Bones of all sizes are piled together, so fragile that they will turn into ashes if the wind blows. There is a layer of white soil on the ground, and it is not hard to imagine how magnificent this place once was.

Aurelius jumped and skipped as he walked inside, fearing that he might accidentally collapse the place. The light of the ball of light flickered, dimly illuminating the road ahead. In the middle of the pile of bones, Aurelius saw a stone tablet.

There were many different handwriting marks on the stele. The red-haired young man struggled to find the oldest one and began to read it.

More, November 29, 1326

I finally arrived at the Hell Plane! Damn, it's worse than I thought. Hell, located at the bottom of the 33 planes, has become a big hole. The plane consciousness is in chaos, no wonder the warlocks in the main world can't contact here. Is this hell? Oh, sorry, I know it's hell, it's an adjective. 】

More, December 3, 1326

I found my contracted demon, and Selina told me to get back to the main plane. We had a fight, and I came here to solve the disconnection issue, so how could I just leave like this?】

More, December 8, 1326

I met Selina again today. She told me to get lost and gave me some food. I asked her what was going on in hell, but she ignored me. 】

More, December 9, 1326

I investigated the missing connection issue today. The plane has been crazy and wants to eat me. I was chased by a group of demons for at least three hours. This damn place is really wrong. 】

More, December 16, 1326

I met Selina today, and she asked me why I didn't leave yet. I said I would leave once I found a solution, and she said then go to hell. Haha! Do you think I won't beat you up just because you are the king of demons? You idiot, when you were just summoned, you fought with me for seven days and seven nights in all kinds of positions! You are such an idiot that you turn your back on me uhref... (The following is too swearing, so I skipped it)]

【More, December 25, 1326.

F*ck! What the hell is going on in this place! The sun was torn apart, a mouth? Is that a mouth? It ate the sun! F*ck!】

[Without the sun, I can't tell the time at all. Today is probably January, right?

Selina came to me, she was covered in blood, and gave me an egg. Is this idiot crazy? It will take at least 200 years for her to lay eggs! As the king of demons, who can hurt her? I bandaged Selina's wound, but she didn't say anything no matter what I asked. Idiot!!】

[This group of demons is crazy, oh my god, they are attacking each other! The lowest level demons are biting their superiors, which is impossible for the demons who bully the weak and fear the strong. Damn it, I want to find Selina. If she is like this...]

[Selina has gone crazy, she no longer recognizes me. A black hole has appeared where the sun used to be. If this continues, hell will completely turn into a dead place! ]

[The devil went completely crazy and started a chaotic fight.]

[I went to find Selina, she was still killing, her body was full of demons biting her, and she was also attacking those demons madly. I wanted to ask her to stop and take her to a safe place to heal. Selina ignored me.]

【Looking for Selena today. 】

【Looking for Selena today. 】

【I found Selina today.

She is dead. 】

[It's over, everything is over. The demons have gone crazy, and Hell has lost its Netherworld, replaced by a black hole that devours everything. The will of the plane has collapsed, and I can no longer return to the main plane. Ha, Selina is right, I am such a fool, I actually came here to ask for trouble. ]

[Today I'm eating devil grass salad. I have to change the place. I can't sleep because of the fighting every night. I tried to contact the will of hell! It completely disappeared. 】

【……】

[The water source has dried up, but luckily I have the water-making technique. Ha! Can the priest do this? ]

【……】

[The demon meat I caught today stinks, I can't eat it. Which great sorcerer invented the art of making food? I will be grateful to him for the rest of my life.]

【……】

[More and more demons are dying. Is it my illusion? The temperature in hell seems to have dropped. I still haven't found a way to go back. At least give me a way to send some demons back! ]

【……】

[Oh my god, a river of molten lava has dried up! I never thought I would see this one day. If Mary is here, I must show her. The molten lava is so beautiful when it dies down.]

【……】

[Hey, why did my hair start to fall out? I need to ask the high priestess of the goddess of beauty to give me a few more blessings when I go back, so that I can maintain my diamond-like beauty! ]

【……】

[The toxins in the air have increased, I have to think of a way...]

[The devil grass has withered. I ran so far but only found a few roots. 】

[Without absorbing elements from the outside, relying only on water-making and food-making techniques, although I can fill my stomach, the techniques I can use are getting weaker and weaker.]

[Tsk, I was chased and beaten by a fire demon today. How could it be so arrogant in the past? ]

[I got hurt today, will it leave a scar? 】

[More and more molten rivers are extinguished,]

【……】

【Okay, let me think about what I should say. Since I started, my teacher told me that as a warlock, I must write a will in advance. Because those bastard demons may suddenly go crazy, break away from control and bite their masters to death. You also don't know when you will be discovered by the church and sent to the stake. Or when you are making a potion, something unexpected happens and you are poisoned by the cat's tail you put in. Before coming here, I have handed over all the important things to my disciples. I am damn smart. From now on, for a hundred years, no, five hundred years! There will be no more smarter warlocks than me.】

[Dear Mary, if you see the message from your teacher, I would have been rotten to the point where not even my bones are left. Wait, wipe off the saliva you spit on my face! Is this how you treat your teacher who worked so hard to raise you? Of course, I hope you don't come here. The connection between Hell and the main world has been cut off, and the door has been swallowed by the black mist. Once you come here, you can't go back.]

[Even though I wish so, you always like to go against me. So your great teacher left you a good thing. Go to the stone cave on the other side of the teleportation array and take a look. The key is the one you know. I guess my lovely disciple will make good use of it.

——The most talented, most beautiful, and most charming warlock in history. 】

This marks the end of the first recorder.

Most of the stone tablet was used to record these thoughts. In addition, there were densely engraved vertical lines at the bottom of the stone tablet. Obviously, this was used to record the number of days. She witnessed the beginning of the decline of this world and became the first skeleton buried here.

Aurelius continued to look down with mixed feelings. But this time, his gaze froze.

The second recorder was just below, and he seemed to be in a state of rage when he wrote, his handwriting was deeply engraved in the stone, and the first paragraph read:

[You are such a bastard warlock, Bonnie. You are the most dishonest, shameless, mean, disgusting... (numerous omissions below) person I have ever seen! Oh my god, you just threw those little brats to me, said you were going to hell and then disappeared without a trace? Handed me something important? Are you talking about your nude photos of paladins? You bastard who is a man-woman bastard! ! I must have been blind to choose you as the first person to sleep with at my coming-of-age ceremony! ]