Chapter 71 - Merciless Lord, Hades

An intense atmosphere was lurking in the hall as the tension was keeping the air suffocated leaving no room for anyone to grasp. 

The king who was sitting on a high throne made up of human skulls was radiating dangerously imposing aura and spoke with a grin as he tapped his index finger onto the right skull where his hand rested.

"General,  you know, you are my most trusted person. Moreover, you have done many things for me and had settled down various souls in their places."

The mighty King of hell was holding down his general who was called upon immediately for an inquiry, as Hades was suspicious of him but a few lackeys led him to the conclusion that provided a very useful information.

The general was kneeling in terror on both his knees, he knew the rage of the Lord of Hell, and fully acknowledged his sin. Thus, the man knew that Hades had sensed his treachery and was plopped down with his head lowered as didn't dare to mutter anything. 

"Y-yes my Lord. I'm always at your service till death and I will be faithful to your word."

The general tried to remain composed as his heart fluttered with a weak ray of hope that his hunch might be wrong.

The powerful King let out a loud laughter, sure Hades knew about his treacherous act. Thus, the lord stood up from his skull sculptured throne and came closer to him. Each step he took made the ground rumble under his powerful black aura that was scattered around his silhouette. 

His sleek black hair was combed backwards, the lord was lean yet had broad shoulders that added fear to his appearance. Lord Hades was gifted golden eyes that held the magical power that could make anyone confess his or her deeds.

The almighty Lord was blessed heavily, and his powers were on the same level of Lord Sinclair. Lord Hades held the charm in his unusual golden eyes and his thin lips that made a perfect sarcastic evil smirk.

"Well...well general one out of hundreds are like you out there and I will not be able to find again someone most trusted like you."

Hades chirped along as he strolled towards the man, his black robe clacked in the air and the chain that was tucked around his slim waist made noise.

He was adorned in black from head to toe, the Lord was wearing a black jeans and plain shirt of similar shade. Regardless a belt the Lord preferred a silver chain around his waist, which of course was made up of spiritual energy.

"My lord!" 

The general felt something fishy because the ruthless cold master would not ever praise anybody without any reason.

And certainly he didn't do any job worth noticeable let alone praiseworthy, but of course that was only his thought that he could do whatever he wants right under the nose of such a powerful lord and go unnoticed. 

The king draw his shiny sword out which emerged out of nowhere as the black aura coiled around his right hand and formed a sword, and as he approached the general, he placed it under his chin without any hesitation.

"But you have committed such an unforgivable sin that if you will stay it would definitely be an injustice to others."

The Lord's eyes penetrated through the general's soul, as the guilty man profusely sweat and a drop of water tickled down on the sword from his chin.

"I know, my trustworthy general that you were involved in the disappearance of the soul that escaped from Spirit realm."

The king of Hell just finished his utterance and sliced more likely wringed the neck of his general before he could even react. His head dropped onto the marble floor as a few drops of blood flew on the king's face which he cleaned with disgust and was left alone in the courtroom. 

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Black ink covered the top of the spooky castle that had a ash-grey outer, with the dark smokey texture of clouds covering the whole palace but spiralled heavily right above the tallest front minaret of the palace.

The castle itself was no less than the presentation of a scary grave cemetery, more likely of 'Grim Reaper's' placement. And that title undoubtedly was associated to Hades by his workers and the bunch of monarchs. 

The palace of the King of Hell, mighty Lord Hades also had four minarets with a cone hat on each, the castle was symbolic for darkness and death as the realm itself, just like the Ghost King's.

A loud howl resonated which echoed throughout the area, the 'HellHounds' acknowledged the arrival of the Ghost King to Hell, beforehand. Thus, announced the important guest to Lord Hades, who heard the creatures, while waiting for Lord Sinclair, sitting on his horrifying skull throne.

The mangled black fury wolves, with phantom abilities and super strength were caged at the entrance of the castle and were captured as playthings for Lord Hades, just like Lord Sinclair, their glowing red eyes awaited for the Ghost King to make an appearance. 

Lord Sinclair gritted his teeth, the powerful man averted his head and to his left a massively out stretched barren land which lead towards the Hell.

A poisoned silence floated through the air, as the black smoke was spread throughout the sky towards his left, as the lord stood on the partition line between two realms.

His eyes were bored towards the castle of Lord Hades, which appeared like a foggy spot on a picture, from faraway. Something was there in his eyes, the heterochromic orbs were glowing red with ire.