"I hope everything I've done will be useful!" Abel murmured as he withdrew his gaze from the twelve Sky Ships.
He stored the clueless Behemoth Dauf in the spatial beast ring, then turned and entered the Steel Castle. He activated the Teleportation Gate and entered Rogue Encampment.
Just as he entered Rogue Encampment and was about to use the Teleportation Waypoint to teleport to Demon Fortress, he sensed a strange aura.
An aura closely connected to him came from the direction of the oak tree. It felt especially familiar to him.
What happened? he wondered. The "Teleport" Spell Pattern flashed in his hand, and his body vanished from where he stood.
Before he had even reached the oak tree, he saw fifteen tiny creatures flying through the sky, which left him extremely surprised.
This was the Dark World. Apart from the Blue Howl Rabbits he had brought here, the only creatures that could possibly exist here were Hell Creatures—evil creatures that relied almost entirely on instinct.
He arrived beneath the oak and saw the fifteen tiny creatures flying close to the ground. They looked like miniature elves, except they had transparent wings like butterfly wings on their backs.
As soon as the fifteen miniature flying fairies saw Abel, they immediately flew toward him. At the same time, a feeling akin to seeing a loved one came from their bodies.
Abel did not resist them, because in his perception, these little creatures were equally affectionate toward him.
Moreover, their souls were as pure as crystals. The joyful emotions they felt as they flew toward Abel were directly reflected in their souls.
"Neeneene!" The little creatures flew around him, making strange cries. Their voices were extremely pleasant, like the sounds of newborn children.
Abel's spiritual power swept over the little creatures, and