章節 38: Gateway to Hell

As she reached for the image, it shattered into a million pieces, the shards of the crimson glass falling to the ground as it revealed the hell hidden behind it.

Daphne gasped.

If the projection had a river of blood, then reality revealed that Daphne was on an island in the middle of a sea of crimson.

No, there was solid ground all around her, but the floor seemed to have a life of its own.

All around her, there were tendrils of glowing red, some thick and some narrow. They pulsated to a certain unknown rhythm, dancing as they knitted a tapestry of blood that stretched from the ground upward. The thinner fibers bonded together to form a larger tube, and the slightly larger branches wound around one another to create an even larger branch.

At the center of the island were a pair of peach blossom trees, their flower petals more scarlet than pink.