The dull roar was incessant, and the volcanoes suspended above the sea of magma flowed downward, suggesting the grandeur of a waterfall cascading three thousand feet. The air was thick with the intense smell of sulfur.
In just a few breaths, the temperature rose and the air dried out, turning this place into what seemed like the Abyss Demon's inferno.
"Roar!"
Another roar resounded as waves consisting of ghastly hands of flame rolled across the sea of magma. The earth trembled and cracked, and the surging magma flowed like a waterfall into the cleft canyons.
At the bottom of the canyon, a space rift several hundred meters long connected, within which a golden-red vertical pupil ablaze with flame rotated, seemingly surveying the outside world.
The enormous pupil made every detail crystal clear, staring into it felt like being drawn into the abyss.
