Gurgle, gurgle.
The underground flowing magma, like boiling red oil, occasionally spewed out a few gloomy bubbles, exuding the breath of destruction.
Suddenly, there was a splash.
A red-black fin-like blade was seen skimming over the surface of the magma, moving forward along this scorching river.
Were there signs of life deep in the magma inside this volcano?
Moreover, as this black fin moved forward, the broad belly of the mountain showed traces of human architecture, becoming more elaborate the deeper in it went, until finally, a majestic red palace was revealed.
Above the entrance hung a large sign with three words, "Demonix Flame Valley".
This gloomy, dark, and somewhat mysteriously majestic hall seemed at a glance like a demon domain, but at this moment, it was hung with white mourning banners, taking on a touch of tragic color.
Occasionally, faint sobs of women came from inside.
