This is a forest covering a huge area, lush and green, and all kinds of small animals are playing. Just looking at this place, no one would even believe that this place would be hell, but more people would think that this place is in the human world.
There are neither volcanoes that smell of sulfur all the time, nor strange-looking creatures. Even the sun in the sky is similar to that on earth, rising in the east and setting in the west. At night, you can actually see stars in the sky.
It's obviously hell, why is it like this?
It's very simple. This is the last level of hell. The two most powerful of the Seven Lords of Hell, Belial and Lucifer, are here.
Their preferences are different from other hell creatures, especially Belial, who is almost like a human when he doesn't show his wings and power.
Although Lucifer is not like Belial, Lucifer likes the sun. Therefore, when the two strong men opened up the sixth level of hell, they made it the same as the human world. The only difference is that the people living here
Not human.
Therefore, it is not surprising that there are forests.
It's just a forest, why is it closed to the air?!
Weston is really on the verge of tears. It has been three days since he arrived here. He originally thought it was just a small forest. Who knows what happened, but he still hasn’t walked out in three days. The most important thing is that this place is still forbidden.
It's empty. I want to fly up to see what's going on, but I can't fly.
It really cost him his life! Weston felt that his whole body was going crazy. If it took another ten days and a half, it wouldn't be worse! I'm afraid all the food in the seamless stretch bag would be eaten! For the animals in the forest
, who knows which ones can be eaten and which ones cannot be eaten, he will not choose to hunt until the last moment.
Forget it, let’s keep walking, maybe we’ll be out in the next moment!
Weston sighed and casually left a magic mark on a nearby tree as a mark. He checked the direction and continued walking forward.
As I walked, my eyes suddenly opened up, and an open space appeared in front of me.
Looking at the sudden appearance of the cabin and the well-kept garden in front of the house, Weston suddenly had the urge to burst into tears. He finally saw traces of someone. It was not easy!
He was really excited at this moment. Even if he could ask for directions, it would be much better than not knowing anything now.
Having made up his mind, Weston walked forward directly, ready to ask for directions.
Huh? No! There are fluctuations of magic here, and it's still very powerful magic! As soon as he took two steps, Weston noticed something strange, and stopped in a hurry, quietly feeling this unprecedented magic.
.
At this moment, the door of the wooden house was opened.
After a "squeak" sound, a very beautiful girl came out. She had long purple hair, skin as fair as jade, big purple eyes that shone like gems, and a tall nose.
Below is an extremely delicate little mouth.
He is truly a man who looks like he has stepped out of a painting! Weston couldn't help but admire him.
It's just that the expression of this girl who is like a girl in the painting does not seem to be so friendly now, and her big eyes are full of vigilance.
"Who are you?" the girl asked coldly, but her voice was as gentle as the breeze, with a hint of vitality.
"Hello, my name is Weston." Weston bowed slightly, "Can you please tell me how to get out of this forest? If I guessed correctly, I should be lost!"
"Lost? Are you alone?" The woman looked at him suspiciously.
"Yes, although I don't want to admit it, it is the truth!" Weston smiled bitterly and spread his hands, "You know, I have been wandering in the forest for three days, but I have never found a way out. So, can you please
Can you tell me how to get out of this forest?"
"Is everything you said true?" the woman looked at Weston suspiciously.
"Of course, there is no need for me to lie, right?" Weston shrugged, "Besides, these magic traps were all set by you, right? Although I don't recognize them, I can still feel their power.
You could kill me easily, couldn't you?"
When the woman heard this, her face relaxed slightly, but the vigilance in her eyes did not dissipate.
"Sesia, is something wrong?" A shout came from the house.
"It's nothing, Dad!" the woman shouted into the room, "There is a man coming to ask for directions!"
"Asking for directions? Asking for directions here?" The voice in the room was obviously more doubtful, and then the door was pushed open, and a middle-aged demon man came out.
Although the man's face has traces of weathering, he still looks very charming and is a very handsome uncle.
"Who are you?" The middle-aged man looked at Weston, his eyes more wary than the woman's, "Don't tell me you're lost, kid! I'm not a kid."
"Um..." Weston suddenly didn't know what to say. He seemed to say that he was lost, but the other party wouldn't believe it!
"What, are you speechless, kid?" The middle-aged uncle saw Weston's silence, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and violent magic fluctuations were transmitted from his hands.
Well, it seems that this is the only way! Weston sighed and was about to spread his wings to show his identity as a fallen angel. As a result, an inexplicable force stopped him and made him unable to do anything.
He cannot return to his true form as a fallen angel.
Well, most likely it was him, the cheap dad, who caused the trouble! Weston immediately guessed that he was really planning to let himself experience it, and his identity could not be exposed!
I don’t know if the Vice Lord of Hell is really so free and worried about such a trivial matter. Should I feel honored?! Weston didn’t know whether he was complaining or smiling bitterly.
"If I say that I am really lost, you will not believe it, but the truth is like this." Weston spread his hands, "I came from another world, and I am lost. Isn't this a normal thing?"
"Other worlds?" The middle-aged uncle raised his eyebrows. The fluctuation of magic power in his hands was not as obvious as before. He looked at him suspiciously, "This is the sixth level of hell. Can visitors from other worlds come here?"
"I'm sorry, I can't tell you everything!" Weston shook his head, "I just asked for the way. You just need to tell me how to get out of this forest!"
"That's it?" The middle-aged uncle looked at Weston suspiciously.
"That's it!" Weston said helplessly.
"Okay." The middle-aged uncle hesitated for a moment and then slowly said, "You just need to..."
"Dad!" The woman Sethia suddenly called the middle-aged uncle.
"What's wrong?" The middle-aged uncle looked at his daughter hurriedly, with a questioning look in his eyes.
"I have something to tell you!" Sethia bit her lower lip and whispered to her uncle, glancing at Weston quietly from time to time.
"What's the matter? Can't you tell me now..." The uncle muttered, and found that his daughter seemed to have frowned. He quickly stopped what he was doing and followed Sethia to the side obediently.
Hey hey hey, should you show me the way? Weston is a little speechless...