Li Aili could tell that the King of Hell was very reluctant to invite Albert to visit his territory.
"Alright, for your sake," Claude forced a smile.
Claude snapped his fingers, and a devil dressed in a black butler's uniform immediately appeared, fawning, "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"
He took out a small notebook, ready to dutifully record the will of the Lord of Hell.
“Go to Clark and bring that lich named Albert here,” Claude ordered.
The devil's hand, which had been scribbling away, paused. "It's the one I know..."
Claude smiled and said, "Yes."
Butler Devil: "..."
Claude patted his subordinate on the shoulder. "So, don't make him angry."
Butler Devil: "..."
Claude: "Aren't you going yet?"
The devilish butler looked utterly miserable, and his departing figure seemed to be bidding farewell to the world.
Li Aili looked at Claude, "Why are you all so afraid of Albert?"
Claude asked, "Which god do you know is the strongest?"
"Isn't it the God-King?"
1,000 years ago, the god-king was Bahamut, a platinum dragon god whose divine authority was not yet dispersed.
That is, Caesar's father.
After the Dragon God's fall, a portion of divine power was divided among the gods of the Light faction, with the God of Light becoming the God-King.
"Do you mean the God of Light?"
The devil smiled and shook his finger. "No, that's not it."
"From the Genesis Era to the Holy Dragon Era, the strongest god was—the God of Death."
"That is a very low-key god who does not like to get involved in disputes. He only dwells in the underworld and silently governs the 'Kingdom of the Dead'."
Upon hearing this, Li Aili nodded.
"The Grim Reaper is an unchanging figure, while the God-Kings come and go. Is that what you mean?"
Demon King Claude snapped his fingers. "I really like your interesting sentences."
"Yes. In short, this most powerful god disappeared after Albert went to the underworld to report for duty, and his fate is unknown."
"So, what's wrong with us showing more reverence to this 'uncrowned god' who can make even death disappear without a trace?"
Before they could finish speaking, the devil had already brought Albert over.
The red light of the teleportation array faded, and Albert stood on the black lava rock of hell. "Miss Ellie, I didn't expect you to agree to my presumptuous request so quickly."
Claude's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.
Albert smiled as he brushed past the Lord of Hell.
Those eyes, burning with the fire of the soul deep within, did not linger on Claude for a long time.
"In fact, I have some questions that I need to ask Miss Ellie somewhere 'out of the sight of the gods'."
Albert casually pointed, and necromancy created a magnificent, pure black carriage.
Claude's vertical pupils narrowed into slits as he looked at Albert with shock and apprehension.
The carriage was decorated with exquisite black flame reliefs. "How about we admire the beauty of hell while we talk?"
Albert gentlemanly opened the car door for Ellie and invited her to get in.
After Li Aili got into the carriage, Albert looked at Claude and said, "It's a private conversation. I'll be using your place for a bit. I hope you don't mind."
Having said that, Albert stepped onto the carriage steps and sighed softly, “Devil, you should thank the lady in the carriage.”
"If I had taken my brother's soul, your hell wouldn't be what it is now."
After saying that, he boarded the carriage, and the door slammed shut.
Until the white, skeletal horse pulled the carriage away.
Claude, whose body was stiff, finally came to his senses.
He raised his hands and looked at them in disbelief.
Just now, when that lich was creating the chariot, for a fleeting moment, the authority of hell shifted.
This is absolutely unbelievable!
Claude watched the departing carriage with apprehension.
...
Li Aili looked at Albert sitting opposite her.
He used a secret method to preserve his appearance before his death.
Whenever Li Aili saw that familiar face, she would forget that the person in front of her was already an undead.
It's not that the undead are necessarily evil.
"What brings you here, Your Highness Albert?"
Albert smiled at her. "Haven't you remarried Arthur yet?"
"You've remembered what happened before, haven't you?"
Li Aili was taken aback, but relaxed a bit. "It was originally scheduled for January, but the attack by the Dragon Society postponed the wedding."
Albert couldn't help but chuckle. "Ha."
"I bet my brother is feeling really bad right now."
Li Aili, recalling her fiancé who had spent more than 10 days hacking and slashing at monsters in Tankar, couldn't help but chuckle and said, "You know him well."
With the atmosphere lightening, Albert said, "Actually, I've encountered a problem and hope to get some advice from Miss Ellie."
Albert stated clearly, "Before that, I need to be frank with you about something."
“My dragon, Gilmanoa, has inherited the Dragon God’s authority over time.”
"He can travel between the past and the future."
"Therefore, I can make some accurate judgments."
"Of course, there are certain limitations. For example, when it comes to matters concerning gods, Gilmanoah's information may contain some errors."
Albert sighed: "And the people we're looking to take revenge on are almost all damned gods."
"In short, it seems somewhat difficult to defeat them all at once."
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