Boundless, noticing such irritation building up inside of him, decided to give him a little tip.
|Fine fine, I will give you a little bit of a hint on how to get out of this conundrum you found yourself in.| Her jubnt, sweet voice dripped into his ears like the words of an unscrupulous subus.
That heavenly voice was followed by her lewd bodythat was no longer in her skin-tight bikinirub up even harder against his chiseled body.
Her cute red lips approached his ears before a seductive voiceanalogous to that of the whispers of a she-devilmade its way into his earlobes.
"Just go down into that sword-shaped forest~ You will naturally find the way out if you search long enough~"
Such bold words flowed out of her luscious mouth before her unholy body slid its way down his muscr body. Her perky boobs and their hard tips unintentionally breezed past his stalwart figure.
|Hehe~!| An alluringly mischievous giggle followed as she snuggled back into her rightful spot.
"..."
''This girl is seriously'' He let out a tired sigh before he shook his head in disbelief.
He let out his sorrows before his attention was quickly diverted to therge assortment of trees below.
"I just need to head down there to find my way out of this predicament, huh?" His skeptical words were followed by his daunting figure phasing through the expansive skies.
He barreled down to the earth below at unbelievable speeds as hended on the ground surface with an explosive bang!
Usually, there would be a huge crater created wherever hended, but surprisingly
Thendscape could be counted asing out of this crashnding with barely a scratch.
"These higher-levelnds truly have an entirely different degree of defense when lined up against the areas around the ''Giant Spiritual Garden'' and the ''Tree of Life''."
He spoke while walking in an arbitrary direction in the sword-shaped forest.
''There is also a high chance that this plot ofnd is not even ranked particrly high in the world of Asterion, and yet, the most I can do is level a small mountain''
He was given yet another piece of evidence that only further strengthened his understanding of the vast disparity between him and the Apex Forces of Asterion
However, his contemtive thoughts were soon interrupted.
He had already aimlessly walked around this sword-shaped forest for a few minutes while lost in deep thought.
His figure had approached an ominous area with long, ck vines that stretched out for hundreds of metersthere were also odd drawings of weird round ck creatures on the walls surrounding himwalls that seemed to pop up out of nowhere
The entire ce was a pitch-ck corridor that seemed to extend on forever; however, even though the perinnial darkness consumed the hallow halls in front of him, there was also an elusive source of dim lighting that filled the empty dark foyers.
Azmond had unknowingly entered such an eerily dark ce beforeing back to reality, only to realize that a pitch-ck altary in front of his eyes.
The altar was over 500 meters in diameter, with long, protruding, obsidian-ck pirs erected in every direction of the circr altar. The entire ce could only be described as synonymous with that of an altar to summon a devil from the depths of hell
This altar was the only thing around him, as the ''corridor'' that appeared like a phantom before he arrived here had already disappeared like a mirage that was never there to begin with.
"Well This is quite the situation I have gotten myself into. Don''t you think so, Boundless?" A deep, raspy voice echoed out across the enclosed space.
Azmond''s vexationevident in his twitching facial featuresbegan to look at the Docile brown-haired beauty with a smile that said, ''You told me toe here, genius! So how should I get myself out???''
The woman, currently under the pressure of his scrutinizing gaze, simply snorted before snuggling even deeper into his long, white robes.
**Pop! **
Something seemed to explode on his head as the vein bulging out began to leak down his ticked-off face.
His now-bloodied figure turned in the direction of the pitch-ck altar before he trudged his way up the menacingly slick marble stairs that separated him from the centermost point of the altar. He was immensely peterbuded at this entire predicament, but he had no choice in the matter now
There must be something that could assist him in getting out of here, right?
Right?
....
He made it up the few dozen marble stairs before he made his way toward the center of the dimly lit altar.
**Patter** **Patter**
His muted footsteps echoed out like the loudest of boot stomps in this eerie ce full of utter silence.
The footsteps continued as he and his ''ko'' made their way to a ck chamber thaty in the middle of the altar''s center.
(The ko in question seemed to not catch the memo that said she could walk with her own two slender legs! She only needed totch on when Azmond took flight due to her not being able to fly herself. So why had she not detached yet?)
''My Spot! Go away, Author!'' She thought to herself as angry cat noises went off in the background.
(...)
** Angry Cat Noises Intensify **
(Whatever)
(Back to Azmond
.....
Azmond analyzed the area where he found himself and noticed that there were a bunch of these depictions of an odd-looking creature engraved all over the altar.
There was something oddly familiar about these engravings.
But he couldn''t seem to put his finger on exactly what it was that made them seem so unalien to him.
"Wait" That was until he realized something.
"... Why do they kind of look like slime''s?" He said with a face like he had just received a sh of epiphany!
"The only difference is that they have these peculiar golden horns and gold eyes, and they''re ck... Who has ever heard of a ck slime?? Aren''t they supposed to be blue?" His perplexed voice resounded out across the impermeable space that enclosed the pitch-ck altar.
And then it happened