Chapter 118: Difference in Life Level

In their eyes, looking at Dante seemed to drag them into an illusion that they were standing on a small rock that was red-hot. Around them was a wasteland of burning fire for as far as the eye could see, with small pools of blackish-red lava here and there.

In each of these pools, there were hundreds of deformed human bodies screaming in limitless agony as they tried to struggle out and climb from the side while pushing each other down viciously. But there was a burly demon with pockmarked skin, two flaming wings, and a goat-like lower body by the side that would use its three-pronged fork weapon to push them back into the lava pool, laughing wantonly at the sounds of the agonized screams.