"Where are we?" Nora asked hesitantly.
"The Abyss Gate." Red-haired Otto replied.
Demigods, escorting the girls of The Azure Longsword, set off from Palermo, teleporting in a northeast direction, and traversed a full 3,600-plus kilometers to reach the remote Hyperborean Polar Ice Plains.
Scattered Beastman cavalry roamed in the distance, a few of which the Demigods killed off-handedly, prompting the rest to quickly flee far away.
At this moment, everyone was located within the open-air ruins of an industrial site from an old era, resembling a huge mine. Above was an abandoned drilling tower, and the surroundings were cluttered with molten, scrapped, and obsolete drill bits.
"How do we get down?" Medea, arms crossed, asked perplexedly. "You don't mean we just jump down, do we?"
"Exactly." Marquina and the Enchanting Demon Queen, one on each side, grabbed her shoulders and then leapt forward down the shaft.
It was unclear how much time had passed.
