Chapter 215: B3: C5: Hell Gate Portal 1
The little goblin went about cooking a tasty snack for Zarian.
As Zarian waited and endured monstrous starvation, he felt a familiar shift in the air. Hidden Hell felt it, too.
The realm sent small pulses of energy, as if to probe the shift. It couldn’t interact with it, however. Nothing could mess with it or stop it.
Hidden Hell was powerless against the POV Shift.
Zarian had no idea why it was happening and couldn’t control it. The best he could do was get a glimpse of where it went when the POV chose someone else. But even then, all he could hope for was a glimpse.
The POV Shift chose…
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Cussing up a storm, Gilbert flipped through the air after taking another big hit. He slammed back first through the blood-coated columns of a hellish underground fortress.
He stopped short of having his head run into a spiked gate that would’ve cost him vitality and maybe some life energy. Maybe not physically, but definitely magically. Almost everything was cursed in this godforsaken and literal hell hole on the other side of the portal from Zarian, Foodie, and Naomi.