A huge wooden table plated with a layer of gilding was solemnly placed in the center of this deep palace.
Behind the table, a huge red fur seat stood out, and its edges were also decorated with large and shiny gold plating.
A jet-black trench coat covered with fine lines was dragged leisurely on the tall table.
One half slid off the desk, while the other half was firmly grasped by a wide, strong hand.
The giant Pluto, who was wearing a thick cloak, placed his hands on the desk, holding his windbreaker in one hand.
His other hand touched his chin, and his slightly furrowed brows always showed his deep doubts and thoughts.
He remembered this windbreaker very clearly. It belonged to a mortal who came to hell.
But now, the windbreaker has indeed been found, but the whereabouts of the dog thief is still a mystery.
Pluto stared at the dark windbreaker in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.
He lost the three-headed dog that guarded the gates of Hell.
This not only caused him to lose face in front of the gods in heaven, but also left the gates of hell unguarded.
Every time the gates of hell are opened, there are souls trying to escape.
And Cerberus will tear all those cowardly souls into pieces.
But now, no one is guarding the door for him anymore.
Therefore, this important task had to fall on the shoulders of Pluto.
As a Hades, he actually had to guard the gate himself.
It's extremely sad.
At this time, Pluto, who was deep in thought, suddenly raised his head and stared at the top of the towering hall.
A clear feeling came from the top of his head.
Someone has entered the gates of hell.
Moreover, this breath is extremely special.
This feeling……
The more Pluto concentrated on feeling, the more incredible he felt.
He punched the table hard, causing the piled papyrus to jump.
The whole person stood up suddenly, and the chair was pushed back a certain distance by his legs.
Pluto lowered his head, his eyes fixed on the windbreaker in his hand.
The breath coming from above is strikingly similar to the feeling given by this windbreaker.
After realizing this, Pluto's eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and his pupils were filled with blood-colored lines.
His beard was flying due to violent mood swings:
"Dog thief, I finally found you!"
He grabbed the windbreaker, and at the same time, the cloak behind him began to dissolve, slowly merging with his body, tightly wrapping his huge body.
His huge figure left the table and walked slowly towards a wall shrouded in blood-colored curtains.
As soon as Pluto took a step, an extremely terrifying flame burned from a section of his body.
The flames gradually devoured his body and finally disappeared in the palace.
In the magnificent hall, there was only a shivering kid in front of the table, staring blankly in the direction in which Pluto left.
Its mind was racing, but it still couldn't figure it out.
Isn't it just a windbreaker? Why is the boss so angry?
…
The huge Gate to Hell stood quietly at the end of the long bridge.
The surrounding air was filled with the smell of burnt lava, and lava was constantly spewing out.
The deep hellfire flashed from time to time in the surrounding space, colliding with the violent lava.
And at the top of this terrifying land is an extremely hazy starry sky.
The light and twinkling red star hung high in the sky, revealing an extremely torn silence.
This is the doorway to hell.
Countless dead souls gathered here, and neither the spewing lava nor the roar of flames could cover half of this blue ocean.
Suddenly, a ball of flames flickered at the edge of the gate, and the huge body wrapped in a red cloak slowly appeared on the land.
Pluto looked at these dead souls with helplessness and anger in his eyes.
Ah, really.
Ever since his well-behaved guard dog was stolen, the gates of hell have been left without a guard.
Every day, countless undead drift in from outside the door, and then wander here in confusion.
These dead souls have lost their memories of their lives, their eyes are dull, their steps are slow, and they move around aimlessly.
Some of them have only one arm and few legs, so they can move relatively quickly.
Some of them had their internal organs hollowed out or half of their bodies broken off, and could only crawl on the ground with difficulty.
Like strips of blue maggots
There are also some whose heads were half broken open before death, and a green smoke-like substance was constantly flowing out of their heads.
If I read it correctly, it is their brains.
It flows slowly along the way, seemingly endlessly.
Hades looked at this with a troubled expression, his huge feet lightly tapping the ground.
Immediately, a spear shining with golden light and extremely sharp slowly rose from the ground, with dark red stripes all around the gun body.
And the slender and shiny spear head was divided into two halves.
Hades raised his eyebrows, and his angry gaze swept across the body of the lonely ghost.
A terrible flame of hell burst out from his eyes.
Looking at the scene in front of him, he picked up his spear and chopped off all the dead souls.
The next moment, a huge crack seemed to be torn open in the space by crimson flames.
The flames rolled in the air and became extremely violent, seeming to turn into flame monsters, pushing the crack to a wider width.
Through the edge of the flames, dense red stars shone in the cracks, seeming to echo the starry sky at the top of the bridge.
Pluto raised his spear and pointed it at the crack, and the deep sound seemed to be accompanied by a dry and rusty twisting sound.
It poured out from the empty starry sky and poured into the ears of the dead souls.
"Come in here. Go to Tartarus, where you should go."
“All the judgments of hell will be conducted by me.”
"If your souls are clear enough, you can return to the world with a new life."
Those originally unconscious lonely ghosts, after hearing Pluto's command-like words, turned around and rushed towards the crack in the starry sky that was swallowed by the flames.
In an instant, the huge blue ocean seemed to have found a way out and poured into the crack in an orderly manner.
Although their speeds were uneven, at least the flow of this sea of dead souls finally became stable.
After all the surrounding dead souls poured into the crack, the empty area finally returned to peace.
Pluto breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly walked to the gate of hell.
He raised his head and looked at this extremely huge door.
The huge door is carved with horrific lines like flowing lava, and a totem surrounded by lava flows on the door, like a skeleton.
Facing this huge door, Hades slowly raised his arm holding the spear and quickly stabbed it into the center of the door to hell.
After completing all this, Hades closed his eyes and waited quietly.
Boom boom boom——
The spear was like a key, accurately inserted into the big lock of the door.
A strong roar resounded, and the huge and ancient mechanical door slowly unfolded to both sides, causing the red skull pattern to twist loomingly.
finally come……
Pluto opened his eyes, and his pupils wrapped in blood-colored lines stared straight ahead.
He could clearly feel that there was a strong and unique aura hidden behind the door.
That's human.
Moreover, the other party was surrounded by a strong elemental aura.
The whole body is wrapped with almost all-encompassing elemental power, vigorous and orderly.
This unique aura allowed Pluto to determine the other party's identity almost immediately.
Pluto was so angry that all the blood vessels under his blue skin bulged.
At this moment, a terrifying aura erupted from his whole body, and every inch of his muscles was tense to the extreme.
The whole body was wrapped in a red cloak, and a long hazy smoke erupted.
He was ready to face off against the audacious man who dared to return to Hell.
He raised his head, wanting to take a good look at what kind of posture the other party would appear in front of him.
However, when the door was fully opened, he was stunned.
The original red eyes gradually faded away.
What replaced it was full of doubts.
Because he did not see a tall man in front of him as he expected.
Pluto slowly lowered his head, and his eyes fell on the ground with some doubts.
There, there was a human girl who was struggling to push half of the door to hell.
Yes, a human girl with blond hair.
Seeing this, Pluto held his stomach, opened his mouth wide, and laughed.
"Hahahaha, a human girl? I really can't imagine it."
She didn't look tall enough at all, just like a human being in the growing stage.
The first impression given to Pluto was that this girl was very weak.
So weak that maybe he could blow her to the distant River Styx with just one breath.
After a burst of wanton laughter, Hades sighed in boredom.
Alas, it's so boring.
Since the cute little guard dog was gone, the gates of hell were no longer guarded.
Even such a weak human girl can break in easily.
However, a hint of surprise and confusion arose in Pluto's heart.
In this girl, he actually felt a powerful force similar to that of the human before.
It was this mysterious and familiar power that made him temporarily misjudge the identity of the other party.
The girl in front of him made him feel very weak at a glance, not even half as powerful as the human who braved hell.
But she can come to hell easily?
Could it be that this hell in his house has become someone's back garden, where humans wander around every day?
Pluto returned to his serious and ruthless face. He slowly raised his spear, pointed it at the girl in front of him, and asked in a deep voice:
"tell me."
"Why are you here."
The blond girl looked straight at him as if she was startled by Hades.
She stood stiffly, her face pale, and she seemed speechless for a moment.
Even Pluto felt like he was bullying a child.
He wouldn't want to treat innocent people, especially a little girl like her.
Human beings who stray into hell are usually dealt with by his guard dogs.
It’s been hundreds of years since humans could face him like this.
It was a coincidence that he misjudged the situation wrongly.
The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and Pluto finally sighed helplessly.
He retracted his spear and waved his broad palm:
"Forget it, just leave."
"Wherever you come from, go back."
He just turned around and was about to leave.
But at this moment, the girl's eyes became extremely firm.
Her eyes were fixed on the black trench coat held in Hades' hand.
"Please wait a moment."
The girl's voice suddenly sounded, but Hades completely ignored the other party and continued walking towards the depths of hell.
"I want to challenge you!"
When the sound fell, the surroundings fell into silence.
Even the gentle footsteps of Hades stopped abruptly.
Pluto did not look back, but spoke in a deep voice.
The sound was like the howls of thousands of innocent souls in hell, penetrating Erica’s eardrums:
"You mean, you want to challenge me?"
This time, Hades turned his body again.
The huge green body was once again filled with countless blood vessels, and even the pale and long beard ignited with terrifying flames.
A strong oppression burst out from all sides, filling the entire land of hell.
The lava representing death surged anxiously, and the red flames continued to crack.
The terrifying aura exuded by Pluto oppressed the surrounding space, almost twisting and breaking.
The red cloak behind him also burst into flames, struggling chaotically and crazily.
His eyes were filled with deep red light, like a violent beast, looking straight at the girl in front of him:
"Humanity."
"I just gave you a chance."
