The land of the demons had nothing fancy to sightsee at all.
Unlike when Rio had visited the other nations and continents, there were no buildings, no houses, and no decent scenery in this land of death and destruction.
If not for the fact that Rio had seen the memories in the crown and knew that this same place was once the lush and beautiful fairyland, he would have never believed that this wasteland even had any proper life before!
Snow infected with miasmic rot fell all day every day on this land.
No matter where the eyes fell, there was just an endless expanse of white snowfields.
'In most games and anime, I have seen, the homeland of demons is a fiery hell filled with lava and ash… but here, it's bone-chilling snow and ice…'
This snow was laced with heavy miasma presence; if it as much as just touched someone's bare skin, it could easily corrupt an entire limb or that particular part of the body in just a few minutes!
