The black trail that stretched across the earth was growing longer and longer as the five of them walked forward, and from a distance it looked like an ugly scar cut across the snow-white skin.

"So it's so calm here." Militus snorted boredly as he complained, "I don't even have a guard, my gun is tickling." ”

"It's not that I don't have it, but I don't dare to have it." "After all, these flowers are already the best guards, so it's not a wise choice to place guards in this garden of death, both from a security perspective and from a human resources perspective. ”

"yes...... I know that, too. Militus sighed, "But what to say, even though I know, I still want to mention it, after all, it's so boring." ”

"So how long do we have to get to the next floor?" Lorica looked at the two of them who were talking about a topic that was not nutritious, so she cut straight to the point and asked a meaningful question.

"At this rate...... I'll probably have to walk for a few dozen minutes. Elise yawned, "If you're too lazy to go, sit on the head of this vapor ember and let me carry you, but be careful not to fall." ”

"Anyway, can't you speed up or fly or something? It's like a machine in the Gundam series. Militus asked, looking at the huge mecha in front of him.

"Thinking too much." Elise blinked, "Although I can fly and the thruster can still be used, but I can't afford the energy consumption of the propulsion and flamethrower at the same time, although you see that I am very happy to burn these flowers now, but this is also because these flowers are too easy to burn out, in fact, the power of my flamethrower has always been pressed to the minimum." ”

"I see." Militus understood what was going on and stopped talking.

Unlike when she was in her ghost form, Elise in her embodiment doesn't have the infinite magic of a ghost, so she has to be careful about whatever she wants to do.

"Wait a minute." But at this moment, the night dark fireworks who were following the team suddenly raised a hand when they heard this.

"What's wrong?" Elise asked, burning the flowers in front of her.

"What energy do you use?" Hanabi seems to be a little concerned about this.

"Magic, what else could it be?" Elise sat in the cabin and rolled her eyes.

"That'...... I want to ask. "Can this machine run on fuel other than magic?" ”

……

"Master, master, wake up, we're coming."

A voice from the outside made the young man slowly open his eyes.

"Arrived?" The young man opened his eyes, then looked around.

The top of his head was still in the dark, and the surroundings of his body were still in deep holes, as if nothing had changed.

"I say, this is ......," but as the young man was about to open his mouth to blame the kettle, his eyes caught a touch of white at his feet.

"Huh......?" The young man immediately swallowed the words that had just come to his mouth, and focused his gaze on the white patch under his feet, "What's going on down here, is it snowing?" ”

"Well, no, it's not." The pot demon replied, "To be exact, sir, those are flowers, white flowers. ”

"Flowers?" The young man frowned slightly, "There are still such beautiful flowers in this abyss realm, and they are actually connected, which means that this second layer is a sea of flowers?" ”

"Yes, it is worthy of the master, and he made the right judgment directly." The pot demon did not hide the beauty in his words, "As you deduced, this second layer is a sea of flowers. ”

"But these flowers are not ordinary flowers." The pot demon said slowly, "They are all created by the Abyss Demon, and they can take the life of that person the moment they touch the human body, the Death Orchid. ”

"Aha......" The young man nodded knowingly.

"But don't worry, sir, this Death Orchid won't have any effect on you." The pot demon said respectfully, "Because your authority is much higher than theirs, the instant death effect attached to them cannot affect you at all. ”

"I'd guessed something like that." The young man shrugged his shoulders, "So in fact, this second layer can be regarded as a trip to enjoy the flowers, right?" ”

"If you have such a leisurely feeling, sir, you can think so." The kettle demon replied, "Anyway, the purpose of this second layer is purely to separate the first and third layers, and there will be no creatures living here." ”

"In that case, I'll be fine—"

The young man listened to the words of the pot demon, and his face suddenly stretched a lot, but just when he was halfway through his words, his eyes were locked on the ground, and his face suddenly became gloomy again.

"Sir?" Realizing that the young man's situation was wrong, the pot demon's tone was also a lot more nervous.

Then in the next moment, it realized why the youth's expression had suddenly changed.

It was a pure black circular area, like an ugly scar that was casually pasted in this beautiful sea of flowers, and on the side of this scar, there was even a black trace extended, which disappeared diagonally on the other side of the picture.

"It's ...... What an ugly sight. The young man's face darkened, as if it was not the sea of flowers under his feet that he was offended, but his relatives.

"It's over." The pot demon realized that the scene in front of him might have touched a certain line of its owner, "Master, please don't get too emotional, stay calm." ”

"I think I heard a few players in the Abyss Realm before." However, the young man didn't pay attention to the pot demon, and just said to himself, "I didn't expect them to not only come here, but also ruin this place like this." “

"Master, didn't it say that it's okay to destroy this place directly? So if things go wrong, this place will still be destroyed in the end. The pot demon said excitedly, "Besides, these flowers are not good things, if you have a need for these beautiful flowers, you can take a good look at them in the earthly realm." “

"No, no." The young man shook his head, "I'm just, I just can't tolerate beautiful things being treated so badly in front of my eyes. ”

The speed of the fall of the youth was spontaneously accelerated.

The black marks still linger on the white earth.

The kettle demon knew that its owner would follow this trail.