Demons Are Still Pretty Cool

The moment she entered Hell's Border, Gwen exclaimed in disbelief, "Whoa."

Hell's Border's terrain could be controlled by its ruler, but Illyana had never bothered with it, so it still looked the way Belasco had shaped it. At a glance, the most eye-catching things were the blood-red sky, the stench of sulfur hanging in the air, the dark crimson rock spires floating overhead, and flames raging everywhere, from the lava rivers on the ground to the rocky ridges in the sky.

There was also the spiraling mountain caused by Chthon's recent descent, piercing straight into the clouds and likely over ten thousand meters tall. At this very moment, violent flames were erupting from it as well, and the sight was truly breathtaking.

"This is Hell's Border, which is the first circle of Hell from Dante's Divine Comedy. Though the first circle Dante wrote about wasn't this ugly. Wait, Illyana, why did you bring Gwen here?"

Gwen and Illyana reacted differently to Peter's explanation. After coming back to her senses, Gwen laughed awkwardly. "Haha, I haven't read the Divine Comedy."

Illyana, by comparison, was much more direct.

"What is the Divine Comedy? Also, weren't you the one who said, 'Take us away'?"

Peter sighed helplessly again. By "take us away," he had meant taking the enemy, himself, and Illyana away. He definitely had not wanted Gwen coming to a place like this. Meanwhile, after looking around, Gwen remarked, "So this is the kind of thing you deal with every day? You never told me."

"Actually, the problems are much bigger. This is only cleanup work that we haven't had time to finish. See that mountain? It wasn't there a few hours ago."

Peter's words left Gwen deep in thought and silence, but she soon shook her head. "I didn't bring Mysterio's