A starless, gloomy sky and a vast expanse of land as black as ink.
A few withered trees stood scattered about, utterly bare of branches and leaves.
That was the scenery Bullet had seen all along the way.
Honestly, it was boring. Extremely boring.
What mattered was that after moving away from the Gate of the Underworld, he had not even seen a single ghost, much less any demons or monsters.
What Bullet did not know was—
Back when King Enma ruled, the wilderness of the Sea Star Underworld had actually been quite lively.
But after Enma took over, in order to make governance and administration easier, she followed the guidance Imu had previously provided.
She ordered officials from the Nether City Division and Nether Envoy Division to gather most of the undead into various towns, half by force.
Anyone who needed to leave or travel to another town had to apply to the local Netherworld Police.
"Heh, I finally ran into some 'people' again~"
Bullet had sensed four auras gathered together roughly ten kilometers away.
[Boom!]
He stomped, blasting apart the ground across a radius of more than ten meters, and his massive, building-sized body shot toward the black clouds like a missile.
In an instant, a cloud of sonic-boom vapor exploded behind him.
Bullet had now lost the powers of the Clank-Clank Fruit, so he could only rely on his own legs to travel.
Yet he did not mind that at all. If anything, he thought it was quite good.
Whenever there was something convenient, whether one wanted to or not, one would always think about using it.
Now that it was gone, he had completely put such thoughts out of his mind.
Elsewhere.
Twelve sword-bearing men of varying ages stood or squatted beside withered trees, letting the