Dororo’s clothes were somewhat tattered; indeed, he had encountered a particularly difficult path in the process of seeking the target.
“Go and rest, prepare to leave here tomorrow.” Maya stopped at that.
After a while, Dororo lay down in bed, his mind once again conjuring the images he dreamed of the night before – the deathly still, dark sky, and the land scorched by flames and dyed red with blood.
Tonight, would he dream of it again?
Dororo closed his eyes.
…
Angel suddenly opened his eyes.
He was breathing heavily, and his entire body was drenched in sweat. Anyone who went through that kind of escape would look like him.
It took a while for Angel to regain his senses and for his eyes to focus slowly.
The sky was pitch black, a lifeless darkness that was even more oppressive than the blackness of the Void.
Angel felt like he was lying on a solid ground, but there was a burning sensation on his back, as if the ground was being roasted.
Eh, that’s not right, the ground? Is there ground here?! Could it be that he had escaped from that perilous Void?
Just as the thought passed through Angel’s mind, he heard rustling noises near his ear.
“Shopkeeper, are you all right?” A little boy with two horns on his forehead approached Angel’s face.
Angel was momentarily stunned, then he realized, “Greywdu, I’m fine… Have we escaped from the crevice in the Void? Where’s Toby?”
Greywdu nodded, his expression somewhat peculiar, “We have escaped, but this place doesn’t seem very safe either. It feels a bit unsettling.”
Greywdu paused and then pulled Toby out from his embrace, “Its name is Toby, right? It’s right here.”
Angel nodded and reached out to take Toby, who remained asleep.
Only after ensuring Toby was safe did Angel suddenly realize that the chains that had been tied around him were gone!
He pushed himself up off the ground with his hands, sitting up.
The burning sensation from beneath his hands caused Angel to frown slightly.
He looked around, and far away he could vaguely see fissures in the ground that seemed to emit the unique red glow of magma, while nearby, flames burned intensely.
Was this Magma terrain? No wonder the ground felt so hot.
“Do you know where we are?” Angel asked Greywdu.
Greywdu, however, shook his head, “I don’t know, I passed out earlier and didn’t memorize the coordinates… Sigh, even if I hadn’t passed out, I probably wouldn’t have been able to lock onto any coordinates, considering we changed our direction so many times.”
Greywdu’s words also made Angel recall what had happened before he lost consciousness—
The Void collapsing, Space Collapse, crevice-dwelling magical creatures, amidst various terrifying calamities, he underwent the most thrilling and dangerous journey.
Popota kept changing the route until, in the end, maybe even Popota didn’t know where they had gone.
The reason Angel had lost consciousness was due to a spatial distortion during the last change of direction… His memories after that were gone, and when he woke up, he was already on this piece of land.