Asmodeus had just returned to the main hall of the Underground Palace, he suddenly felt a gentle breeze behind him.
He quickly turned around and found a Spatial Rift had appeared out of nowhere behind him.
Then, Richard stepped out of the Spatial Rift.
"My lord?!" Asmodeus hurriedly turned around and bowed.
Richard, with a stern face, said to him, "Which way is the Imprisonment Passage? Take me there immediately."
"My lord, please come with me!" Although Asmodeus was unaware of what had happened, Richard's face was filled with displeasure, and he naturally dared not provoke him.
Led by Asmodeus, they turned and headed toward the passage on the right.
Not long after we walked, a faint tremor came from inside the passage.
Amid the tremors, Richard could vaguely detect a faint wail and curse.
He listened intently, trying to discern what the curses were.
But the curse seemed to be an unconscious muttering, and no matter how sharp Richard's hearing was, he could only vaguely make out a few words.
... damn it...
... Mephisto...
... cheat...
He raised an eyebrow, and a smile finally appeared on his face.
Richard patted Asmodeus on the shoulder as he led the way and urged, "Speed up, I'm very interested in the guy imprisoned on the other side."
"Yes, sir!" Asmodeus quickened his pace.
After turning more than a dozen corners, they came to a straight passage leading downwards.
The passage was incredibly deep, and the bottom could not be seen at a glance.
Asmodeus stopped in his tracks and instinctively turned to look at Richard.
"My lord, this..."
Richard peered down and noticed that the faint curses and groans seemed to have become a little clearer.
He was certain that the sound was coming from below the passage.
"Walk!"
Without a word, Richard grabbed Asmodeus by the shoulder and jumped into the passage.
The two plummeted rapidly for quite some time. Asmodeus's face remained frozen, his heart filled with dread.
He had never encountered such a dangerous situation in his entire life.
He realized for the first time that he might be a little afraid of heights.
Immediately afterward, Asmodeus instinctively clamped his legs together, his voice trembling as he asked, "M-Master... how much longer until we land?"
"Right away~ Right away~" Richard replied casually.
Asmodeus's mouth moved, and he couldn't help but ask timidly, "My lord, how long exactly is 'immediately'?"
Richard replied impatiently, "Soon is soon, don't ask anymore!"
The numerous Perception Tentacle he released had already begun to probe downwards.
Soon, a faint light appeared in Richard's senses.
He perked up and raised his voice to warn, "We're almost at the bottom, prepare to release the pressure!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Richard suddenly felt his hand lighten. Asmodeus, disregarding his weakness, dissipated into a cloud of blood mist.
Richard was speechless...
Then, he bent his knees slightly, and with a 'boom,' the terrifying force was unleashed onto the stone ground within a five-meter radius beneath his feet.
'Click!'
The stone ground instantly cracked open with numerous fissures.
Then, a cloud of blood mist slowly descended.
It exploded with a 'bang' and then quickly coalesced into Asmodeus.
"Too... too dangerous!" He looked up at the dark passage with lingering fear, his face ashen.
Richard glanced at him sideways and began to look around at his surroundings.
This is a huge, enclosed hall, surrounded by eight evenly spaced, closed Black Gate.
The hall's floor, walls, and ceiling were covered with densely packed, strange patterns.
Every five seconds, these patterns light up with a red glow, like blood vessels.
"Sir... sir!"
Asmodeus suddenly exclaimed in a trembling voice, "How can these patterns look so much like Absorption Magic Rune?!"
" Absorption Magic Rune?" Richard raised an eyebrow in surprise and asked, "What are the effects of these Absorption Magic Rune?"
Asmodeus swallowed hard, his face filled with shock, and said, " The Absorption Magic Rune is a general term for various Hell Energy Absorption Magic Rune..."
"This includes the Blood Absorption Magic Rune, which extracts the essence of demonic blood!"
" Soul Absorption Magic Rune, extract soul particles!"
"And then there are the Magic Rune that draw upon flesh and blood, even the very rules of the universe..."
"And here... and here..."
Asmodeus said with a look of fear, " The Energy Absorption Magic Rune depicted here are all-encompassing, and there are even many Magic Rune I've never seen before!"
Richard stroked his chin, watching the crimson light of bloodline that illuminated the hall every five seconds.
"Hmph~ Let me see what important secret that old man Mephisto is hiding here~"
After saying that, he flicked his finger.
A burst of Crimson Mana shot towards one of the Black Gate like lightning.
'Whoosh!'
The Crimson Mana directly entered the Black Gate, carrying Richard's senses as it quickly penetrated into its Black Gate.
"This is?!!!"
Through the perception of that Crimson Mana, Richard's eyes widened instantly after he 'saw' the true form of the enormous demonic figure inside the door.
" The Eight Archdemons of Hell?!"
Just then, an extremely Wrath roar came from one of the black doors.
" Mephisto... that damned liar!!!"
I curse you!!!
"Cough cough cough~"
The roar echoed through the hall, then traveled up the passage Richard and his companion had entered through...
Upon hearing this voice, Asmodeus's body stiffened abruptly.
He immediately showed an expression of utter horror.
"That voice???"
"It's Lord Asmodeus!!!"
Richard raised an eyebrow and asked, " Asmodeus? Is that the Core of Wrath of ' Wrath, ' representing the seven deadly sins?"
"That's right! I couldn't have misheard!" Asmodeus exclaimed excitedly, "In ancient legends, Lord Asmodeus was the first Lava Giant born in the Hell Dimension!"
"Every inch of his body was covered with strange Primal Rune ..."
"Every roar he lets out triggers a massive earthquake..."
"Asmodeus, the Core of Wrath, is the vanguard of the Hell Dimension, commanding an entire terrifying Wrath Legion!"
"This Wrath Legion not only includes the powerful Lava Giant Clan, but also the most war-hungry members of other Hell Demon races!"
"Lord Asmodeus led this army of Wrath, conquering countless worlds! On the battlefield, they transformed their Wrath into terrifying physical attacks, capable of even triggering massive volcanic eruptions across entire regions!"
"But... but..."
At this point, Asmodeus murmured incredulously, "Lord Asmodeus hasn't shown himself for tens of thousands of years..."
"Rumor has it that one day, his ever-growing Wrath completely consumed his reason, turning him into a terrifying monster who only knew how to destroy!"
"A demon once claimed to have seen a vast, destroyed star field, where all planets, whether Living Planet or barren, were violently reduced to cosmic dust..."
"But how could he be imprisoned here?!"
His gaze swept over the eight Black Gate, and he exclaimed in shock, "Could it be... that the Eight Archdemon Lords of Hell, who disappeared tens of thousands of years ago, are all secretly imprisoned here by Mephisto?!"