Though the coffin had been buried for some time, its surface was tinted crimson red as though someone had painted it with blood.

There were a few dried-up corpses on top of the coffin.

They were all the members of Netherworld.

It was as though the red coffin had sucked their lives away that they turned into dried-up corpses.

The red coffin was mysteriously strong, sending chills down everyone's spine.

All the other Netherworld folks were forced to get on their knees. None of them dared to stare at the red coffin.

Of course, the ones who had to kneel included the leaders of the Ninth Branch, Valdemar and Aksel.

Even the powerful Zeke felt threatened by the red coffin.

He couldn't help but wonder if the person in the coffin was more powerful than those in the Ultimate Class.

If so, is he a God?

As a spiritual beast, Tiger Lord was sensitive to its surroundings.

It sensed danger from the coffin and curled into a ball, shivering in fear.

Furious, Sole Wolf slapped its head forcefully. “Useless piece of shit. Why are you scared? I'll back you up. No one will be able to harm you!” he declared.

Sole Wolf was the only bold one standing, for he was a foolish being.


After the red coffin floated up, it started spinning.

A few minutes later, the top of the coffin hovered between Valdemar, Aksel, and the others.

At last, it pointed right at Missy.

Valdemar was confused. “Quasar, what do you mean?”

As though it was furious, the coffin started banging on the pit again.

Another tiny earthquake shook the area.

Aksel immediately asked, “Quasar, do you want us to offer this young girl to you?”

The red coffin immediately stopped hitting the ground.

Aksel promptly grabbed Missy's collar and dragged her toward the red coffin.

He then tossed her onto the red coffin.

A frightened Missy began wailing as she struggled in fury.

Alas, she was no match for Aksel's strength.

It was Valdemar who stopped Aksel before he could do anything to Missy. “Quasar, this young lady is a rare martial arts genius. I want to train her to become the leader of the Ninth Branch. She might even become the chief leader of Netherworld's headquarters and bring us to greater heights! She's the future of Netherworld, so we can't offer her to you,” he pleaded.

The red coffin flew into a fit of rage and started hitting the ground forcefully again.




















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