"Come back to yourself. We should be going." Angel used Magic Hand to pat Dangros's "face" in its palm.
Dangros ultimately accepted reality, though its expression was plainly dazed and dejected.
"Ah, let's go." Dangros let out a long sigh, shook off the "bean sprout" that had fallen asleep again, and jumped into Lava Lake filled with gloom.
Angel did not immediately jump into the lake. His physical body could at most withstand brief contact with lava; if he wanted to fully immerse himself in it, he would definitely suffer damage.
He summoned Ermi and had it form a shadow shroud around them, isolating them from the high heat and poisonous flames. Only then did he follow Dangros and leap into Lava Lake.
The moment they submerged in Lava Lake, all they could see was a dense orange-red glow.
Thick, viscous magma surrounded them. Ordinary sight was useless here; they could only observe their surroundings through an energy perspective.
Yet the temperature outside exceeded a thousand degrees. Even when his spiritual force tentacles extended outward, they were scorched to the point of becoming somewhat insubstantial.
And the farther down they went, the higher the temperature climbed.
Angel considered it. With Ermi's shadow shroud protecting them and Dangros acting as guide, there should not be any great problem. So he drew back his spiritual force tentacles somewhat, keeping them only near the shadow shroud to guard against nearby threats.
As they descended, Angel sensed the fluctuations of many flame creatures through his spiritual force tentacles. However, just as outside, aside from Dangros's underlings, practically none of them approached.
And speaking of Dangros's underlings... along the way, Angel finally witnessed Dangros's true skill at taking in followers.
They had traveled only a few hundred meters, yet more than ten flame sprites had