115. phisto.
On the crimson earth, web-like cracks in the dry ground extended infinitely to the edge of vision, with visible green toxic gas drifting among the fus rising from the surface. The wails of countless lost souls and roars of unknown creatures echoed in the sky, adding a touch of chaos to this underworld.
Stepping through the portal, Alex imdiately noticed the cold, eerie chill emanating from all directions. It was like a Northeast winter without heating, where each breath turned into crystals in the air. The nauseating sll filled Alex's nostrils. Surveying the surroundings, Alex knew the toxins here had reached lethal levels. If not for his magical support, an ordinary person's body wouldn't withstand this environnt.
"What can I say, truly worthy of being the Hell's frontier. Just one look and the atmosphere is already overwhelming." Alex, using so dim light from an unknown source, continued to observe the surroundings.
Reborn twice, it was Alex's first ti in the legendary 'Hell'. Even if this was just the border dinsion of Hell, the vastly different environnt from the real world left him in awe. Perhaps due to the remote location of the anchor point, Alex's vision didn't reveal any demons. Even with his Wizard's Eye activated, the surroundings remained desolate, as if no intelligent life existed here.
The only things Alex could see were the fragnts of souls, their most precious parts already devoured by demons, leaving only negative consciousness floating around like dandelions in the wilderness. These fragnts were harmless to native creatures but posed a significant threat to beings from the material world. Ordinary people, upon contact, would be influenced by the negative energy, potentially falling ill or even harboring suicidal thoughts.
However, with magical energy as a buffer, these negative energies couldn't approach Alex, giving him a chance to observe them closely. Alex wasn't in a hurry. With the ti anchor set, he had ample leisure to explore.
He believed that the mont he entered this dinsion, he had been noticed by the ruling Hell Lord. Instead of searching for the Hell Lord, it was better to wait for the lord to co to him, testing who had more patience. Sure enough, it wasn't long before a man's voice ca from behind Alex.
"Look who it is, a lost wizard."
The fish had taken the bait.
Alex smiled slightly, realizing that the legendary phisto wasn't as patient as he had expected. Turning around, he saw a middle-aged man in a red suit standing there, handso and even wearing a tie. His appearance starkly contrasted with the surroundings, creating a sense of dissonance. Yet, sohow, this scene seed perfectly fitting to Alex, as if phisto should appear just this way. Realizing this subtle dissonance, Alex thought it was probably the Hell Lord's power. phisto had clearly integrated with this dinsion. Anything he did here would seem reasonable.
"phisto?" Alex asked calmly.
"Yes, that's ." The man nodded. While Alex observed phisto, phisto was also sizing up Alex.
phisto didn't care about humans stealing Hell's frontier magical energy. At his level, ordinary wizard wars or magical conflicts were re child's play. But a wizard who could freely enter and leave the Hell frontier caught his attention.
No place of repose should tolerate the presence of others. This principle was clear to phisto. Seeing Alex as a potential invader, he scrutinized him more closely. phisto instinctively sensed a threat, not from Alex's ability but from the aura or rules emanating from him.
"You... do not belong to this world. There's sothing else about you..." phisto frowned, trying to recall where he had encountered this aura before.
"I don't belong here, nor to this universe. Strictly speaking, I don't belong to any universe," Alex replied calmly.
"Then, what is your purpose in intruding on my domain?" Unable to recall, phisto shifted his interest back to Alex.
"You're a demon lord. This is the Hell frontier. Why else would a foreign wizard co here?" Alex didn't answer directly but instead smiled and posed a rhetorical question. Seeing Alex's relaxed deanor, phisto's curiosity grew. "You're here to make a deal with ?"
Alex nodded heavily. "A big deal."
"Interesting. I can sense the residual energy of at least four worlds on you. I'm curious, what has happened to bring soone as capable as you to seek my help?" phisto's yellow eyes stared intently at Alex, a cold smile on his lips.
Without further ado, Alex waved his hand. Green magical energy leapt at his fingertips, and a finely crafted box appeared in his hand. This box contained the sealed head of Deadpool. phisto's mocking smile froze instantly upon seeing the box, a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.
"It seems you know what this ans."
phisto's expression changed fleetingly, but Alex noticed it. "Don't worry, this is just a projection. Its energy can't breach the reality barrier to affect this place."
"Hmph!" phisto ground his teeth, creating a grating sound. "You should be grateful the Hell dinsion is separate from the real world. Otherwise, even discussing this would invite its pollution."
"So, you do know its origin," Alex said, dispersing the magical projection. "Can you tell more?"
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