Blacklist.
In the Present Realm, it was the infamous Hell bounty list.
It had been started by the Abyssal Jesters, followers of the Pied Piper, scattered throughout every depth of Hell—a little ledger they had joined together to keep track of grudges.
It served much the same purpose as the Astronomical Society's wanted list, so all sorts of strange people often used it as a benchmark for comparing themselves.
The people recorded on the list were usually the sort who had offended every major force in Hell and ended up with enormous bounties on their heads. Like Chu Hai, Chu Hai, and Chu Hai...
After all, there was only one natural enemy who liked to dive into Hell whenever he had nothing better to do, and he was the most obnoxious of all natural enemies.
Of course, as a bounty list that had become an authority even in Hell, it definitely did more than update rankings in real time and keep records.
It was itself an authority relic.
A web of power spanning Hell, formed through the connections between countless blacklists.
"It should be a bounty issued by the Abyssal Jesters through their own blacklists."
Gregory understood immediately. "That list carries the Pied Piper's authority. As long as you're in Hell, the list will react. Six Abyssal Jesters must have jointly placed an Insight command on you. The hatred pointer will lock onto your position, and you won't be able to shake it for three days."
"What do we do, then?"
Huai Shi sighed, looked at the dark clouds growing ever larger overhead, pulled out Fly King, and worked the bolt. "Now that I think about it, all I can do is fight them..."
"Wait, fuck, slow down, slow down."
Gregory pounced forward and pressed down the muzzle. "Why are