Chapter 293 - Entering the Gates of Hell (1/2)
“Where did Nikorei go?”
On the way to the Gates of Hell, Flanders was still thinking about how to face Nikorei. He had no choice. He could not defeat her.
But even if he could not defeat Nikorei, escaping from her would not be a problem.
On second thought, I can go wherever I want. As long as it does not delay me from entering the Gates of Hell.
When he arrived at the Gates of Hell, Flanders felt that the Gates of Hell were calling to him.
It seemed that he really had an indissoluble bond with the Gates of Hell.
Flanders turned his body sideways and entered the Gates of Hell. His body did enter, but his head did not.
His head was too big!
Flanders pulled off his head with all his strength!
“What a little rascal!”
After saying that, Flanders stretched out two hands full of straw and grabbed his head, pulling with all his strength!
With great strength, he finally pulled the straw head in.
After placing his head on the straw body, Flanders looked at his surroundings.
The mages of the Mage Association were in despair. A small scarecrow was chasing after them with a strange laugh.
They were in despair. If they died, so be it. The mages closed their eyes.
They waited and waited, but nothing happened, so they opened their eyes.
They saw the scarecrow chasing them, fell to the ground, the small scarecrow quietly lying on the ground motionless.
“I’m gonna stomp on you!”
“Die, freak!”
“You want to kill me? Dream on!”
…
The mages knew that something was going on. There was something wrong with the scarecrow, though they did not know what.
At least they were safe now!
The three little scarecrows on the ground were torn apart by the mages.
The last one was burned with fire!
The mages supported each other as they left the Black Swamp. From then on, the Black Swamp was their lifelong nightmare.
Flanders had no intention of letting these mages go. Looking at the mages that were covered in mud, Flanders lost interest in playing with them.
He made a few little scarecrows to end the mages’ lives.
What Flanders did not know was that as his strength increased, the little scarecrows seemed to have changed.
The little scarecrows had also inherited Flanders’s personality. The little scarecrows were in high spirits, chasing after these mages. They were extremely happy.
As Flanders entered the Gate of Hell, the little scarecrows lost their source of power. The transmission of power in their bodies was cut off by the Gate of Hell.
Without the power transmission, the little scarecrows were just little scarecrows.
In the end, the mages seized the opportunity to counterattack and escape.
Inside the Gate of Hell, Flanders could sense what was the smell of hell. It was the smell of sulfur.
The smell of sulfur was mixed with all kinds of violent aura and negative energy.
“The disgusting smell of sulfur, the intoxicating smell of violence!”
“Hate and love coexist, it really makes people struggle!”
Flanders looked intoxicated, and then he vomited again.
Then he shouted loudly, “are there any creatures from hell? Let me see what they look like!”
He shouted a few times, but no one responded to Flanders.
“So boring! The human world is so interesting! Fear makes me happy!”
“The abyss makes me unhappy!”
Despite saying that he was unhappy, Flanders still flew towards the depths of Hell.
Flanders could feel a strong energy wave summoning him there.
“Oh! Little baby, don’t worry, daddy is coming!”
For some reason, after Flanders arrived in Hell, he began to talk like a chatterbox. When he was in the human world, he did not talk so much.
Without realizing it, Flanders was influenced by Hell.
Flanders flew to a black hall and saw two dogs guarding the door.
“Oh! You guys are so ugly! Dogs with two heads!”
The two-headed Hell hound was unhappy when it heard others say it was ugly!