In Hell

The moment Xu Fan stepped into the Hell Dimension, a foul stench hit him head-on.

Almost instinctively, Xu Fan used magic to temporarily seal off his sense of smell.

He had thought his tolerance was strong enough, but the rotting stench of the Hell Dimension was even more outrageous than he had imagined.

Thor and Stark followed close behind, and the awful smell nearly made them stumble.

Thor in particular.

As the god of thunder of Asgard, he had visited countless places.

The Frost Giants, the Dark Elves, ogres, goblins, and more.

Those places had all reeked as well.

But compared to this place, he actually thought those places smelled pleasant.

As for here, he could not endure it for even a moment, much less stay any longer.

"Hulk..."

Suddenly, Thor remembered.

Hulk had once told him that Banner had used magic to expel him from his body.

After that, Banner had exiled him to the Hell Dimension.

He had no idea how long it had taken before he was finally able to leave.

Thor had not thought much of it back then, but now...

The fact that Hulk had not rushed back to Earth to crush Banner to death was proof enough that he had a kind heart.

If it had been anyone else, they would probably have wanted to tear Banner into eight pieces.

"This place..."

Stark held his breath and rapidly tapped the Arc Reactor on his chest, activating the Mark LXXXV Iron Suit.

The smell here was simply beyond his imagination.

He even felt that someone as eloquent as himself could not find words capable of describing it.

Even a sewer filled with countless rotting corpses would smell far better than this place.

Seeing this, Xu Fan simply used magic to temporarily seal Stark and Thor's