The red of the flame is often used to dye the scrolls of Hell, but Hell's is not always hot. Fitch spurred himself on, trying to climb the fifth level of hell, and then saw a frozen hell.

In front of me is an ocean occupied by icebergs, and the quiet blue water is as silent as death, with no waves or ripples, and it looks like a pool of water that has never been blown by the wind. Countless ice floes of various shapes floated on it, small enough for mosquitoes to land on it, large enough to fit an entire city.

The cold was overwhelming, but there was not a trace of wind, and the cold invaded the body from all directions without discrimination, but the feet that touched the ice were slightly more severe. As a contract demon, Feige is not afraid of ordinary flames at all, and has a fairly strong tolerance to cold, at least in the natural environment of the earth, he will not get frostbite. However, in this layer of hell, the cold still made him feel tingling all over his body, which was actually a sign of being hurt.

Using the power of magic, Feige creates a flame, but it dissipates in an instant. The overall environment here has an unimaginable suppressive effect on the fire elemental, and the end result of using mana to warm up will be the power to dry up and die. You have to get through this level as soon as possible, even if it's better to go to a world full of lava and fireballs than here. Feige closed his mouth, stopped hazing, and hurried to find a way before his eyes froze.

In the shadow of the icebergs, Feige saw an extraordinarily large and towering ice field, and if there was anything around it that looked like it could lead to the fourth layer, then the ice field seemed the most suspicious. However, there is no direct passage between the ice field and Feiqi, and it seems that there are only two ways to get there: swim in the seawater, or jump between the icebergs.

The first one will freeze to death, and the second requires the ability to jump only gods, so perhaps these two methods might as well be to use the iceberg as a boat and row over it. But is rowing in hell such a simple thing? Feige didn't believe it, especially after the Fear Cry event on the sixth level, and he became more and more alert to the threat that the environment might pose. Is there a danger lurking beneath this seemingly calm surface? Why can't you see prayers and other demons walking around?

There are different types of devils, some are afraid of fire and some are afraid of cold, but the "native" devils in this layer should have long adapted to the cold environment, but they can't see any of them in Feiqi's vision. It's the same with the invokers, who are the result of dead souls being shaped by hell in this environment, they can move anywhere in hell, they roam everywhere. But where are they?

Feige's guess was right, the waters of the fifth layer were indeed full of danger. The first is the extreme low temperature. The water here does not start to freeze at zero degrees, but follows the rules of hell, and remains liquid at more than 20 degrees below zero. These cold waters are mixed with large amounts of Styx's water, so that they not only rob the body of heat, but also drain the soul, and the waters of Hell are a greedy tax collector who constantly extracts the value of the invokers, the devil, and all the creatures that strayed into the place.

But there are still creatures underwater. A creature called the Sawa Fish-People hides in the dark depths of the Ice Sea, and their deity, an ancient being known as Sekola, has blessed them with immunity to all the damage caused by the waters. So, it doesn't matter if it's the waters of hell or the river Styx. These Sava fishmen attack the devil everywhere to pay homage to their gods. Of course, they don't dare to step on the ice, and the devil is very keen on killing and drying fish, and he is very skilled indeed.

Relying on his instincts and finally increasing vigilance, Feige decided to stay away from the surface and try to use teleportation spells to advance directly to the wider ice field. On the previous level, the cries and self-whipping continued to affect Feiqi's soul, making it impossible for him to concentrate and control his teleportation. And on this level, the water does not fluctuate, the wind does not blow, everything is quiet and suitable for transmission.

Before the invention of the three-barrel circle, Feiqi had been researching spells for teleportation within the visual range, and his assistants at that time were Bennie and Shani. The transmission within the visual range does not need the coordinates of the starting and target locations, but only needs to grasp the relative position relationship between the two points. By looking at it visually, the runes represent the space vectors, and then inject enough mana into the spell, and the rest is like crossing the threshold, and you can reach the opposite side with your feet raised.

"Why don't you call this spell any door......" Feiqi carved a circle on the ice, wondering if it would cause some problems due to the duplicate name. "Ahem, anyway, I don't know how many programs I've cracked in my last life, and the kernel has been used, so I'm worried about what the name will do?"

A bubble bubbles rose on the surface of the water not far away, and the ripples spread in all directions, causing the floating ice to shake slightly. Feiqi frowned, a feeling of unease came to his heart, there was really something underwater! He quickened the speed of the work at hand, and before the circle was 100% complete, he had already begun to send mana to it in advance. When the second and third bubbles pop out of the water and burst one after the other, the Arbitrary Gate spell has already started.

Dozens of gray-blue scaly arms suddenly stretched out from under the water, and the Kou Tao fish-men crowded, pushed, and climbed onto the ice one after another. Feige took a step into the Arbitrary Gate spell, then disappeared with a whoosh. The fishmen who had lost their prey went crazy and swarmed to the location of any of the gates' spells. However, the mana stored in Feige could only be used once, and the energy of the spell tearing through the space also erased most of the runes on the ice. The fish people chirped and yelled, punched each other to vent their anger, and then burrowed back into the water.

The surface of the water quickly returned to its usual calm, as if nothing had happened.

Feige stepped out of any of the doors and found himself still slightly off, more than a dozen meters higher than expected. A vast expanse of ice as large as a complete continent slammed into his nose, and he quickly adjusted his posture with the air elemental rope. Cushioning the impulse of the fall, turning it into lateral thrust, Feige slid at high speed on the ice.

Summoned by Shani, Feige leaves the hell, calculates the coordinates, and then rests for two days to adjust his mental state. His contract demon appearance must not be seen by others, lest he attract the blows of the paladins of the Goddess of Truth and Thunder. Therefore, during the two days of rest, he carefully hid in the cave of the three-barrel circle, doing nothing but praying to the goddess and studying magic every day.

A devil who prays to the goddess of truth and thunder and is able to perform magic is not something that everyone can see. As the only witness, Xia Ni couldn't find any other words to describe it than shock. Looking at the strong, huge red devil with sharp horns in front of her, she was still a little scared in her heart, and it was not until those Fitch's characteristic movements, attitudes, and humor appeared that she gradually relaxed.

"Can you touch it?" Xia Ni was already poking her finger when she asked, "The skin is so hard, and when you press it, there are words that appear, as if there is text hidden underneath...... It's weird. ”

"It's called watermarking, an anti-counterfeiting technology. Forget it, the joke doesn't fit in. ”

Only after walking in hell do you know that staying in the world, even if it is only a semi-enclosed cave, is much happier. However, the expedition continues, and the road to hell has only just begun. Feiqi rested well, then examined his mind carefully at the "State of Mind Quiz Paper", and then activated the three-barrel circle and continued back to Hell.

He was still on the ice and was right near a road with a busy road. Feige hadn't seen a towering mountain in this level of Hell so far, and it didn't seem like anywhere else could lead to the next level. So in order to avoid getting lost in this iceberg world, Feige decides to follow the path, and it is best to find other devils to inquire about how to get there.

There is no need to ask at all. Turning the frozen mountains and crossing the glacier river, a vast and chaotic demonic city appeared in front of Feiqi. It's called Ice City, and it's the territory of the Deep Hell Purgatory, but it doesn't mean to be well managed. In this vast city, only the fortress inhabited by the Hellpurgatory and the port on the edge of the city were somewhat neat, orderly, and solemn, and the rest of the place was full of chaotic streets, haphazard buildings, mixed crowds, and noisy and bustling markets. Fei Qi figured that after the Hellpurgatory had built the fortress and the harbor, the rest was left to its own devices.

All sorts of devils walk the complex streets, and people of all colors walk side by side with them. One side has a meaningful smile, the other side has a vigilant and defensive posture, but they are always able to exchange transactions, not fights. Obviously, this is a huge trading city, where various items are constantly exchanged for gold and souls.

Low-level devils act as laborers here, and almost all the clerks are inferior devils, but what they really say are middle-level devils. Barb Demons who have been killed by Fitch often act as shopkeepers, and they show their loyalty to the Contract Demons. Fitch walks the streets, noticing that many of the shops tend to belong to the same contract demon, so they work together in terms of merchandise sales and pricing, with the aim of attracting as many people as possible to the place.

There are all kinds of people, especially those who are naturally able to move across worlds - so humans, elves, and dwarves are rare. Most of the golden and green skins are from the "upper planes", in other words, they are slightly closer to the Celestial Realm, and the red and blue skins are closer to Hell - but these do not mean that there are any good and evil tendencies in their hearts, at least Feige is wary of all of them without discrimination, looking more, listening more, talking less, and not using their hands.

As a contract demon, Feige naturally has the identity of "probably a certain shopkeeper" in Ice City, so he can walk the streets undisturbed, and those bad devils who sell all kinds of goods will not bother him. By listening to the conversations around him, Feige gradually figured out why the city had become a bazaar: the port next to the city was connected to the River Styx, and the River Styx, a magical river that traveled through almost all planes, was naturally able to take on the heavy responsibility of transportation. The River Styx runs through all nine worlds from top to bottom in a tributary of Hell, and Ice City is the end of cargo navigation. One level down, the terrifying slope world turns the tributaries of the River Styx into waterfalls, making it impossible for any kind of boat to move forward.

Things from the lower levels of Hell converge in the Ice City by land transportation, and then trade with people from other worlds. The devils, though evil, respect order just as much, and at least they are very covenant-keeping in their dealings. Being able to trade souls is also a profitable thing in the eyes of the devil. In the eyes of the devil, apart from the soul and gold, which helps the devil to act in the mortal world and buy souls, nothing else is of much value, which makes merchants of all planes profitable here.

"Spell Book!Spell Book!Magic Mage Strange's Time Spell Book!" A human in red and gold armor was hawking on the side of the road, and behind him stood a strong otherworldly man with purple skin, scars, and a variety of gems on his left fist, who seemed to be a bodyguard. "The inheritance of ancient mages and the improvement of modern spells, don't miss it!"

Spell books? It's still quite appealing to Feige. He paused, first taking a closer look at the souls of the two men. The fire of the two of them is alive and well, and only those who love themselves and believe in their ability to change the world can have such souls. Feige looked at it for a moment, making sure that the man was not lying, and then stepped forward.

"Humans?" said Feige, looking at the man who had been wearing full body armor, "There are very few humans here. ”

"Yes, very little. Are you looking at merchandise or do you want to fall in love with me? I'll tell you very clearly, I'm not interested in males. Unless, of course, you can swing the hammer to summon a portal to take me out of this hellish place. ”

"Maybe I really have that ability, you have to know that I am a contract demon, and I ...... grant my wishes."

"Oh, come on! The Contract Demon is just a nasty lawyer, or the kind of lawyer who specializes in black agents! It is the Lamp God who grants wishes, I just saw one, do you know what it says?" The man snorted crookedly, mimicking in a playful tone, "Oh, I'm sorry sir, did you see my urinal? You have to find and wipe my urinal before I can grant my wish." it!"

"It's a good trick to use gags to avoid the language trap of the contract demon. Feige laughed and thought about it, and understood this caution. "Well, no more nonsense. I want to see that spell book. ”

"You have to pay first. Soul currency, six, and then you'll be able to read this spell book. The man said, "On the other hand, if you can get the blue gem back to this guy next to me who he accidentally lost, you can also read this book." ”

Feiqi glanced down, and there was indeed a gem slot on the purple potato man's gloves that was empty, and it seemed that the missing gem should have been there. "I'm not interested in helping you find something, and I won't pay for anything I haven't seen. And, do you know how much the six soul currencies are worth?"

"It's just six depraved and drained fools, and in my world, there are so many such people, and billions are no exaggeration. The man sighed, "Well, in this place, six dollars can buy two Styx tickets, and then we can go back to the first floor and find that lost gem!!"

"Supply and demand determine the value of a commodity. Feige said casually. Spell books are good, but the ship to the first level of Hell sounds even more appealing. Anything that can reduce the dangers of a trip to hell should be looked out for, and if the ferry is safe and credible, isn't it an option?

"Do you know what to say?" The man was about to say a few words, but saw the contract demon turn around and leave. He sighed and hammered the chest of the strong purple potato man next to him. "It's all your fault, it's all good, what are you fighting? My wedding hasn't happened yet, you know? If I miss it, I'll be killed by chili peppers! Do you understand? Why don't you say a word?"

"It doesn't hurt. The purple potato strong man snorted lightly: "You know, if you lose half of the people, you won't have these troubles." ”

"Leave yourself alone first, and we'll really have no troubles!" the man kept babbling.

Feige inquired all the way to the harbor, which was crammed with all sorts of ships and only a narrow, crowded waterway to get in and out. In the middle of the harbor, a shark statue was crowded with people, all praying reverently. After listening for a while, Feige learns that it is the idol of the god of the Koutao fishmen, Sekola, and the captains pray to it for blessings and protection from being attacked by the fishmen.

The devils are very realistic, or the most realistic, and only profit is the only thing worth paying attention to. So, on the one hand, there are the people who want to pray for Sekora, and on the other hand, there are shops selling fish-man skin products—both are the same thing in terms of profit.

After praying, the fleet will leave, and traveling in a group will make the chances of being attacked much less - as long as your ship is faster than some of the ships available. Everyone would say that their boat was the best, but by observing the soulfire of those captains, Feige knew who was truly confident and who was at the mercy of fate.

Squinting at what the other devil's soul coins looked like, Feige tried to exchange them for the spirit coins with the power of the contract demon. At this time, it can be seen that the fork demon did have reservations, and did not give the relevant knowledge and memories to Feiqi. However, this ability is more like a physical instinct, like a summoning contract from within the soul. After dozens of attempts, Fitch finally succeeded.

"Eighty Spirit Coins...... I didn't expect that the stock in the soul crystal was so small, and it was only after killing so many demons that there was such a little, it seems that the fork in the road demon was not less for me! "But the resurrection is really cheap, and the resurrection of the body that is blown up only costs four spirit coins. Hmm, that's weird, no wonder the fork in the road demon never quantifies the deposit in the soul crystal. ”

After buying three tickets worth five spirit coins, Fei Qi turned back to the market and came to the man in full armor and the strong man with purple potatoes: "This is the ticket, show me the spell book." ”

"Wait, six soul coins are only for you, not two tickets. ”

"These two tickets are worth ten soul coins, and there is a better chance of reaching the first tier. If you don't accept the tickets, then I'll sell them and give you six spirit coins. Do you think you have the ability to judge which captain is more trustworthy?"

The man frowned, "My gut tells me that the devil is always cheating. I very much doubt that there is any purpose behind your act of kindness?"

"I can tell if a person is lying, whether they have faith or not, so I can judge the value of an object by your faith. There's no second person who sells spell books in this market more confident than you. ”

"Wow, that's a great ability. But six dollars is just the cost of viewing, not the price of selling a book. ”

"I understand, I'll watch by your side and don't take it away. Fei Qi shook his ticket: "There is another hour to sail, it will take fifteen minutes to get to the dock, I will only give you one minute to consider whether to accept the deal." ”

"I accept, you can read, but you can't delay our boarding. ”

A hand of ferry tickets and a magic book, a pleasant transaction was completed. When Feige opened the book, it was full of strange words and symbols that he had never seen before, but fortunately, he could barely understand them with the help of the contract demon's text recognition ability. It was a unique system of magic, completely different from what Feige knew. Feige uses his soul to change the world, and in that book, he lets the rules of the world change the soul, and then lets the soul manipulate the surrounding environment. Therefore, their spells are very fixed and rigid, and there is only one way to achieve a specific effect, unlike Feiqi, who can achieve the same effect with different runes as long as they are understood properly.

"This is clearly not an introductory spell book, it is full of spells involving time and space, including summoning powerful creatures from other worlds. Feige frowned and said, "This mage is funny, did he throw you to hell?

"How could I steal my friend's stuff, this book was accidentally dropped on me by him. The man in full armor reached out to get the book back, but Fei Qi dodged him, so he said dissatisfiedly: "We're going to catch the boat, and the viewing time has passed." ”

"Let's go to the port. Feige said, "I can walk while reading a book, and it won't delay you." ”

"Well, I hope you can keep up!"

"Oh, it's not a race. If you're deliberately running so fast that I can't catch up, you're deliberately abandoning the book. Don't worry, I'll keep it for you, and when you come back to get it, I'll charge you some storage fees at most. ”

Feige said this, but he didn't delay them from getting on the ship. It was a large, black, three-masted ship, and the captain was a strange man with octopus tentacles on his chin and a rude speech. "Can't you come early, it's easy to be targeted by the damn fish-people if you fall behind!"

He just whined and didn't stop anyone from getting on board. The man in full armor held out his hand to Feiqi again, "My book! You're not going to break the contract, are you?"

"Of course not. Fei Qi took out a ticket and stepped on the pedal to get on the boat: "Hey, don't you two come up? Now it's too late for you to exchange the ticket for money, and even if you can, are you going to continue to gamble on your luck?"

"So, that's how you're using this method to get benefits, but just to read that spell book? Do those spells work for you devils? I've asked many people before, and the things in that spell book are not universal at all!"

Feige shook his head, "I told you, I can see the vitality and confidence of a soul. How can you be sure that my purpose is this book? It may just be a travel pastime, and my goal is something else? Oh, don't speak, I know you're not interested in males unless you're someone who can open portals with a hammer. ”

The man in full armor gritted his teeth and lowered his visor, thus completely hiding himself under the steel shell. However, the strong man with purple potatoes crooked his mouth and said, "I like you a little, are you willing to join me? I can make good use of subordinates like you." ”

"I only like farming, not fighting. Feige said.

"As it happens, so did I. ”