Wanderer's Hell!
It was much quieter here than usual. Looking out, he couldn't see a single Wanderer!
There was only one person... A figure with his head wrapped in black cloth and a Black Blade in hand hid in the narrow gap between block buildings, the exposed half of his face grim and gloomy!
He was Black Blade!
He was waiting... waiting for the return of the one who could command the Hell Keepers!
Like those in the Abyss of Hell who had chosen eternal sleep, Black Blade had originally turned into a skeleton and refused to wake. But amid that chaotic heap of trash... he had seen it!
He had seen the Gates of Hell open, seen that human arrive, and seen the Hell Keepers retreat at a wave of his hand!
So... he had awakened!
This was hope. With this person's help... he might finally escape this damned Hell!
At that moment, Black Blade had vaguely understood this!
And everything had unfolded just as he had expected, even more smoothly than he had imagined!
But at the very moment they reached the end, that human had disappeared...
He had vanished without a trace. Black Blade had searched all of Hell and couldn't find him!
How could Black Blade accept that? The feeling of losing hope just as he'd finally found it drove him nearly mad. In his frenzy, he had even slaughtered every Togabito in Wanderer's Hell!
Whoom!
Just then, a strange ripple suddenly swept across the sky above Wanderer's Hell. Black Blade's face lit up, and he hurriedly looked toward where it had come from.
The dark-red sky warped abruptly, then opened like a giant mouth. A shirtless man leaped down and landed in Wanderer's Hell!
The chains were gone?
Black Blade immediately noticed the change in