In the halls of the Palace of the Ruler of Hell.

The King of Cities and King Libra were chained to the walls. The more that they looked at each other, the more unpleasant they felt.

It was all because of each other that the space between them was so small. How embarrassing!

Then all of a sudden, there was a massive rumbling sound. The space in the palace also started to rumble.

The two Kings were baffled and said simultaneously: “Did you feel that?!”

The King of Cities was stunned: “What just happened…? Something feels different…”

They couldn’t figure out an answer no matter how hard they tried, because the Palace was suppressing them. They could only feel that something was different, but they weren’t sure what it was.

After an uncountable amount of time had passed with them deep in thought, the two of them suddenly spun into the air, and were thrown outside of the space with a bang.

The King of Cities and King Libra remained seated on the floor, and when they looked up, they could see a silhouette of someone small sitting on the throne…

They could tell who it was even if they were turned into ash!

“It’s you!” King Libra gritted his teeth. “You despicable little pest!”

“It was a mistake then I didn’t kill you off back then!”

They were exposing themselves…

Suddenly they felt that the atmosphere was off, and when they turned their heads, they could see a few people seated around them.

The Kings of Styx, Contemplation, the Five Offices, and Transformation… They were all here.

King Libra: “…”

you here? Where’s the King of Judgement?

meetings together before, but now that King Libra and the King of Cities were imprisoned, where could the King of Reincarnation

snorted. “So

of Transformation shot the both of them a look. “Turns out that you

was still in his first

starved. When the new Order took effect, he was demoted back to the ranking of a mere ghost

sorts. Although he was not the same as the King of Judgement, he, too, wanted to be

themselves to a woman when they could

felt that the Ruler of Hell wasn’t actually going after being the head of the Ten Palaces. And yet,

Underworld did not equate to one’s

the Underworld, the Emperor Prosper was the one who governs the realm. He was

the Ten Palaces. And under the

all regarded as “official

he was incomparable even with Pablo,

the King of Contemplation might rank higher in terms of “functional ranking”,

of that made the King of Contemplation clench his fists, as

strength, what was even the point

kings and emperors.

What a joke…

he looked at how pathetic the King of Cities and King Libra were. What

still asking with such a naive face: “Where

said stoically:

to kill my father, so my father killed

of

it wasn’t your father who was trying to kill the

truth, he was

were shocked. Blake MacNeil was just a

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