The lava valleys of the Underground World occupied more than 90% of its area.
In other words, dark creatures were always in the minority.
A month later.
After passing through Day Heart Valley, Reilo had endured one hardship after another, crossing several more lava valleys before reaching the secret passage to the dark valley of Zero-Degree Space.
His luck had been decent.
At least geographically speaking, Zero-Degree Space was not far away. It had taken him only a little over a month to reach this destination, which was filled with dark lava. Aside from True Flame Valley, the greatest obstacles along the way had been several lava valleys that had already collapsed completely. Reilo had actually used the Gravity Law to force a path through them.
Only now, with his strength having advanced another step, could he manage something like that.
Though the journey had not quite been a matter of life and death for Reilo, he had still endured plenty of hardships. After passing through more than a dozen large and small lava valleys and dark valleys, he had finally reached this dark valley on the outskirts of the vast Underground World.
There stood a towering frog sculpture.
Who knew which dark creature had such a peculiar sense of humor? The passage between the two valleys ran through the frog. As Reilo and the canary were swept along by the whirlwind inside it, they shot out of the stone statue's mouth with a pop.
Huh?
Reilo gazed across the empty, unfamiliar valley at the seemingly endless black lava. The familiar aura it gave off was almost identical to the black ice beneath the Death Abyss: dense fissures caused by Shadow Wall Demons moving through Curvature Space.
The fissures came in all shapes and sizes, but without exception, they were