"What powerful figures are there in the Netherworld?"
Hathaway froze slightly at Rhodes's question.
For a moment, Hathaway did not know where to begin answering him.
Seeing that Hathaway remained silent, Rhodes was in no hurry. There was plenty of time, after all. Even leaving the Undead Realm would take a hundred years or so. Her unwillingness to speak now did not mean she would remain unwilling later.
Rhodes changed the subject and asked the question that interested him most. "I wonder if you've heard of Nether Mountain?"
Hathaway, who was still in a daze, froze again at Rhodes's words. How does he know I live there?
Fortunately, Hathaway had been looking dazed all along. Otherwise, Rhodes would certainly have noticed something.
Steadying herself, Hathaway looked at Rhodes and replied, "There are quite a few powerful figures in the Netherworld, but they're mostly scattered throughout it. There aren't any who stand too far above the rest. As for the specifics, I'll need to ask around in the Netherworld for you. As for Nether Mountain, I do know of it. How did you learn about that place?"
Hathaway was intensely curious. How could this man know about Nether Mountain? She had named the mountain herself. Although the forces under her command were not unknown in the Netherworld, they never used Nether Mountain's name outside, going by another name instead.
After occupying Nether Mountain, she had forbidden others from entering. This man was not even from the Netherworld, but a Deity from another Supreme Plane. Why would he know about Nether Mountain?
For the moment, Hathaway forgot about the Undead Orb, curious only about how Rhodes knew the name.
"So Nether Mountain already existed this early!" Rhodes exclaimed.
"Make yourself clear. What do you mean, it already existed this early?" Hathaway frowned