Chapter 286 - Reaching the Gates of Hell (2/2)

After Flanders reached the coordinates he had found in advance, he immediately arrived at a place.

Although it was also the Black Swamp.

However, as soon as he appeared here, Flanders sensed a very dense and ominous aura. This aura was many times denser than the other auras in the Black Swamp!

In his senses.

This aura even contained a murderous aura.

If it was an ordinary C rank, or even a B rank mage, if they suddenly appeared here, then they would very likely be invaded by this terrifying aura, causing their bodies to instantly rot!

Flanders narrowed his eyes.

Then, he looked up.

He saw the black fog.

The sky was filled with black fog!

When he reached there, it was as if his vision had been swallowed by the black fog. He could not see through it at all.

At the very front of the black fog.

A rather large black door was floating in mid-air.

There were very strange patterns carved on the door of darkness.

Purple light flowed on the patterns, giving people a sense of fear.

However, this fear was not worth mentioning in Flanders’s eyes.

He was the god of death, why would he be afraid of this?

Not only was he not afraid at all, he even felt a sense of excitement in his heart.

He suppressed this feeling.

Flanders continued to look.

On the left and right sides of the dark giant door, there were human skulls. On top of them, there was a strong aura of death.

If he looked for a long time, he could even feel that something was attracting his attention. However, Flanders’s mental strength was so strong that even if he stared at it for a year, the skull would not be able to pull him into the illusion.

However, if an ordinary person saw it, they would definitely be pulled into the illusion by the skull!

“Is this the so-called Gates of Hell?”

“Interesting!”

“I really want to cross over and take a look…”

Flanders was on top of the clouds with a smile on his face.

Then, he actually sat down slowly and directly sat in the air.

His gaze continued to move.

There were quite a number of figures there.

There were mages, as well as strange people, all gathered in front of the door of darkness, looking at it from afar.

In these shadows.

All of them were powerful people.

Even the weakest among them had the strength of an ordinary B rank, not even a B- rank!

And among them.

The most powerful ones were the two people standing at the front.

A man and a woman.

Although Flanders had never seen one before, how many mages from the Mage Association had he interacted with? Naturally, he was quite familiar with the appearance of the famous president of the Association, Nikorei.

He looked at the woman and naturally knew that it was Nikorei.

Moreover…

Beside Nikorei stood an old acquaintance of his, the second-in-command of the Mage Association, Garros.

In addition to Nikorei’s strength, she was already an A+ rank.

Even if she suppressed her aura, he could still feel that terrifying aura from her body. It was impossible to hide it.

So he naturally would not guess wrong.

And the other one was very powerful.

He was not far from Nikorei.

The aura on his body was also clearly higher than the other mages and strange creatures around him. Moreover, he had the power of faith unique to A rank mages. Therefore, it was very obvious that he was also an A rank mage.

“Hanluo Sect?”

Flanders saw the clothes on his body. They were very similar to the buzz cut and the scarred man’s clothes.

It seemed that he was the lord that the two people mentioned.

Flanders looked at him with interest and did not disturb them.