My interracial harem of beautiful queens

Chapter 217 City of Death

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Adam couldn't move, and he was drawn into the portal as he tried to concentrate his magical energy to resist. However, all his attempts failed, and he could only sigh, anticipating trouble.

Entering the portal, Adam stepped into an unknown dimension where everything around him was red, while the pungent smell of sulfur and heat brought him a slight discomfort, considering he wasn't accustomed to such conditions. Yet, what was even more surprising was that his magical energy was much more stable than in the mortal world, greatly perplexing him.

"Where have I ended up?" he asked himself rhetorically, posing a rhetorical question. The only thing left for him was to look around.

There was not a soul around, and he was alone at a distance of a hundred meters. Sounds of lava echoed intermittently, while the heat became more and more unbearable. So, he decided to move forward rather than stand still, assuming that exploration might provide him with a more detailed understanding of the situation.

"Everything is so empty everywhere. Lava, barren land, and that's it. Reminds me of the Chaos Empire with its lifeless lands and the absence of simple flora and fauna," he thought and sighed.

He pondered how the situation might unfold. If this is indeed the place he thinks it is, he is in for an unpleasant fate. More precisely, it's Hell.

"Why the hell did I get sucked into this place? I have no slightest idea why this happened at all. You never understand what demons have in mind," he muttered irritably and suddenly raised his head, seeing a bright glow in the sky. "What the hell? Why did the sky suddenly light up?"

With the glow, an earthquake suddenly occurred, almost causing Adam to fall to the ground. He held on, thanks to anchoring his feet to the ground, and watched in amazement as huge gates appeared in the sky, from which small silhouettes began to pour out.

"What the hell?"

Somewhere high in the heavens...

Amarantha took a breath as she flew freely. Her gaze pierced the surrounding space as she tried to find enemies, and unfortunately, there was a crowd of Lower-Level demons in their path. She frowned and sharply turned her head to the west, widening her eyes when she caught a thin magical energy, very familiar to her.

"Adam! What is he doing here?" she exclaimed in shock and suddenly spread her wings, flying towards him.

Sierra, who was watching her, raised an eyebrow and flew after Amarantha. So, the two women began to fly straight towards Adam, while Veronica... hey, where is she?

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"Adam!"

The man suddenly felt overwhelmed by softness and raised his gaze, looking at the woman in front of him. It was Veronica, who appeared out of nowhere and pressed her body against him as if wanting to crush him under the weight of her charms. Although he was somewhat surprised, given their location, he expected such an outcome.

"Veronica... how did you find me?" he asked her, deciding to start the conversation this way, to which he received an answer.

"Eh? I put a mark on you, so I can determine your location at any moment. Hehehe."

"..." He didn't know how to react to such a sincere admission of the fact that she had been watching him, and he certainly didn't want to ask when she managed to put that damn tracking mark, as he was sure that much more horrifying details would be revealed. However, his attention was again diverted - somewhere in the distance, he felt two familiar magical forces approaching rapidly.

Soon, two women appeared before Adam - Amarantha and Sierra. Seeing him, they immediately smiled and rushed into his embrace.

"Ugh..."

Thus, he found himself in a kind of trap, pressed from all sides, so he could only accept his fate as a hugging pillow and wait for the moment when they would finally be satisfied.

While the women enjoyed his scent and didn't hesitate to kiss him, Adam explored the surroundings, trying to detect enemies. He didn't want to let his guard down, considering that his appearance here might be part of the plan of an unknown figure who wanted to take advantage of his weakness to harm Veronica or others.

Fortunately, there were no enemies, so although he didn't relax, he felt much better than before. Catching his breath, the man was finally free from the burning hugs.

"How did you get here, Adam? I thought there was only one way," Veronica asked him, frowning, clearly worried about his safety.

"It's not that I found it. It would be more accurate to say that it found me..." he gave a vague answer and then sighed, seeing their puzzled faces. He explained, "When I was hunting invaders in the form of new demons, portals suddenly started sucking in all demons, including me. I can't understand what happened."

"This..."

The girls exchanged glances and frowned. Adam noticed that they came to some conclusion but didn't ask anything.

"This Hell of yours is a strange place... although, essentially, my body was born here, I feel like a stranger," he thought and frowned, feeling a slight discomfort.

If Veronica's story is to be believed, any demon entering Hell will feel as if they were born again. It was a feeling of comfort, as if after a long and tense day, you returned home with honors, and you were happily welcomed. That's what this feeling was like.

But he felt the heat, tingling all over his body, as if he had an allergy, and the air was extremely heavy. Moreover, there was a feeling as if someone was watching him, which made him uneasy, not giving him a moment's peace.

After five minutes, when they figured out what was what, the decision was made to move together. Veronica suddenly pulled out from her bag, which had the ability to expand, a set of armor in his size, and insisted that he put them on. He had no choice but to put them on.

And as soon as he put on the armor, suddenly all discomfort disappeared. The man was quite surprised and pleased with this. Now, moving has become much easier.

"Thank you, Veronica," he said, hugging her around the waist and kissing her on the cheek.

"M-m..." The majestic Demon Queen blushed deeply at such flirtation and shyly smiled, like a lovestruck maiden. If anyone from that group of practitioners saw her in this state, they would undoubtedly freeze in shock and doubt their vision. Amarantha just snorted, while Sierra smiled carelessly.

After a few hours, they found a place that strongly resembled a city, and after checks, they found only a bunch of Lower-Level Demons there, so they didn't fear them. As they entered the city, they saw that it was very poor and rather resembled the ruins of an ancient city than a place where anyone could live.

"I have the impression that this place is from the mortal world," Adam muttered.

"And that's true. Hell, as you already know, is where all evil gathers, and this also applies to places where this evil is most abundant. For most sinners, these places become a prison, like here," replied Veronica, patting Adam on the shoulder, smiling, "This city used to be called the City of Death, where the most hardened necromancers lived. I wiped them all out after one of them injured your brother Lucius. Then I exterminated all of them to the last."

"That's how it is... you mean these Lower Demons are those same necromancers?" Sierra asked a question and received a positive answer.

Adam nodded, thanking Veronica for the explanations. He was also surprised at how events unfolded in this world. He couldn't imagine that people who committed evil would become demons!

"What a wonderful place... Hell... I think I can learn something from here," thought Adam and looked at the demons. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs ɴovel(ꜰ)ɪre.nᴇt

They were pathetic. Very pathetic. Even an ordinary demonic beast would easily kill them, not to mention a well-prepared human without using magic, would easily slay them like flies. Perhaps this was the fate of every weakling in this world because if you didn't have enough strength, your future would be determined by others. That's what it meant to be weak.

After an hour, they were already in the deeper parts of Hell. Here it was already cool, and there was snow and ice. The temperature was horrifyingly low, and without preparation, one could freeze to death. The cold here could only yield to the Yakutia cold because the temperature here exceeded -78 degrees Celsius.

And the further they went, the closer the temperature approached absolute zero. If it weren't for the fact that they were not ordinary people, they would have frozen and died long ago.

On their way, they encountered many statues – they were of demons, ghosts, and something that resembled zombies in appearance. It seemed like someone had used this area as a freezer.

"What cold... the deeper we go, the harder it is to breathe and walk," Sierra muttered, frowning.

"I'll activate a barrier," said Amarantha and erected a barrier around them.

Fortunately, this barrier helped them, and now it wasn't as cold as before, which again positively affected the group's overall mood. Adam sighed in relief when he realized that he wouldn't have to strain himself to the point of losing consciousness to maintain the internal body temperature.

"Thank you, Amarantha."

To be continued...