Chapter 1687: Make it stop
Hell was not all that, really. For one, there weren’t any windows in the labyrinth of stone corridors. It was also really stuffy. The air had no oxygen, but was filled with all kinds of poisonous or flammable gases, which, besides being bad for Jack’s skin, didn’t make it pleasant to breathe.
The heating was also a problem. Everything was hot. Way to follow stereotypes, right? Jack’s mortal body was not really equipped to deal with this much heat, and if Jack wasn’t the strongest, most durable fairy to have ever existed in the mortal realm, he would have died just from dehydration.
It was Jack’s amazing cultivation technique, and the constant feedback from Lex, which made Jack’s body much stronger than any fairy had any right to be. Crippled as he was without his fairy dust, the only thing he could rely on was his body, so it was a good thing it was so tough.
If there was one area where hell seemed to be lacking in, it was in population. Jack hadn’t met a single other living thing - not even a plant. When he was told this was a trial, he expected the difficulty to be more than just navigating through an endless maze.
Not that the maze was easy. Jack had already spent a couple of days flying through it, at first carefully, but then later on at full speed. He made no progress, simply because everything looked identical. All the halls, all the turns, all the decor, all the lava, it was all the same. If he didn’t have impeccable memory - thanks to his other half being an immortal - he would probably just be roaming in circles forever.
But he expected there to be countless guards, maybe a few other prisoners, any number of enemies around every corner. Yet he found no one.
"You know, this place is not so bad for a hell," Jack said to himself, looking down the dull corridor. Since he was alone, Jack had taken to speaking his thoughts aloud in the last few days. "I mean, it’s literally on fire. Talk about a hot property."
Jack chuckled to himself.
"The lava lamps really add ambiance."
That one made him chuckle even harder as he looked at the nearest lava-fall.
He didn’t stop for long, though, and kept flying. The moment he left, though, a couple of hellions fell to the ground, rolling on the floor from cringe.