Translated by Jim
Edited by RED
A single Nova Blast disintegrated the Hell Creatures around Abel, and the Firewalls that followed up created barriers that automatically burned them up.
It was too easy, almost like Abel was wasting spells, but still, Abel sensed a lingering sense of danger.
He looked around. He had barely made it out alive the last time he visited Tristram, so he had not had the time to observe the environment, but this time he did.
There was a red Portal door at a street corner, and the mana around here was just as dense as other places in the Dark World. It even had a river nearby, like the Rogue Encampment.
Still, there was something odd about it. Beside the screams of Hell creatures and the sound of water running, the place was dead silent.
There was no wind, and the air was stiff.
As the Hell creatures dropped dead one by one, Abel slowly moved forward.
