Soon a portal appeared in front of Lucifer and when they entered it they reached a new peak.
Lucifer and his companions stood on the peak, staring out at the new island that lay before them. Unlike the previous island, this one was a realm of chaos and peril. Thick, poisonous mists swirled through the air, mingling with the acrid scent of decay. Massive, twisted plants filled the landscape, their leaves and vines constantly shifting and writhing as if engaged in an eternal battle. The forest below was a battlefield of nature, with no animals in sight—only the ceaseless conflict between the monstrous flora.