The metal dragon flew for another half month, dropping people off along the way.
Whenever they reached a destination, a current of air flung some people out through their vanished seats.
That day, it was finally Loa and Wangcai's turn.
Their seats vanished without warning, and a powerful current of air pressed down from above, throwing six people straight out of the metal dragon.
Loa did not budge. Air flowed naturally beneath his feet, holding him as steadily in midair as if he stood on level ground.
He casually flicked out a current of air to support Wangcai, who used that force to steady himself.
With a low roar, the metal dragon disappeared into the horizon without looking back, leaving the six of them suspended in midair.
Loa and Wangcai looked down.
A vast mountain range lay beneath their feet, its peaks rolling into the distance, sparse dark red vegetation covering the gray-black slopes.
Numerous stone islands floated above the mountains, with scattered houses built upon them. Iron chains stretched between some of the islands.
The largest stone island hovered at the very center of the mountain range. A castle stood upon it, built entirely of black stone, with a flag bearing the emblem of some magical beast hanging from a pointed tower roof.
Just then, a figure approached rapidly from the castle. It was a middle-aged man in a butler's uniform, his graying hair combed meticulously into place and two small, carefully trimmed mustaches above his lip.
He flew up to the six of them and stopped, a professional smile on his face.
"You must be newcomers who have just arrived in the Netherworld, yes? Welcome to the Dikas Family's territory. If you wish to join our Dikas Family, you must pay two Nether Stones, and we will ensure