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And like that, we entered the Gates of Hell while Sapphira annoyed my good friend Redgaria, whose face expression seed bitter by how much he detested her. He seed to be completely annoyed by her sole presence, that's quite sad, to be honest.
The mont we entered into the Gates of Hell with everyone, we were greeted by a radiant world of flas! There was fire everywhere we looked upon, I guess so of us would feel pretty comfortable here by seeing the amount of heat there was.
The landscape resembled a vast… wasteland? It was like a massive dry desert with red, orange, and brown rocks everywhere. The appearance of this entire place was like the Lower Realm area of the Realm of Vida, but it was even bigger and vast, and it had a sky. And oh boy the sky was weird, it wasn't like a normal sky, it was orange-colored and there was no sun whatsoever, nor moon.
The souls of trillions of living beings being burned by the flas were heard as a background music pretty much, these were probably sinful souls that co to be tortured and punished in Hell, I guess? What's the point of that? Just reincarnate them without their mories, geez.
The mont we entered we stood above a large cliff right above a massive sea of lava, with massive demonic beasts swimming over it making a ss that was hard to look at, in so patches of lava there were massive groups of people that resembled humans screaming in agony as they were burned alive over and over again without actually dying, and then there was another group of people that were being constantly thrown into the lava by so laughing red-skinned demon with pointy nose and sharp arrow-tipped tail, hell, they even had tridents! These were called Hell Imps, by the way.
These little guys liked to torture the souls wandering around here and threw them into the pool of lava to see them burn but not really, while there were others using their tridents to pierce the butt of other souls constantly.
"Gyehehehe!"
"Gyahhaha!"
"Gyhuhuhu!"
They were having a lot of fun, I felt bad by interrupting their fun, but I teleported near a group of them impaling a few souls and having fun.
"Gyehehehe- EH?!"
They all looked at , my appearance startled them, I suppose I had a rather strong demonic aura.
"A-An Archdemon?!"
"GYAAHA?!"
"S-Such strong pressure!"
"S-Shit…"
"Hello, I am new here and I was wondering what's this place called… I am still mapping it around." I said.
I was pleasantly surprised by seeing they were sentient and could even speak, so I went my way to ask them what's up. I wasn't going to eat them even though I really wondered how demon at tasted like, I was just going to hunt demonic beasts instead of the endemic people.
"T-These are the Fields of Tornt, m-my lady!"
The Imps all kneeled before , my demonic core was that of an Archdemon, so I had a big authority over them, instead of running away out of fear they decided to act passively, however.
To refresh my mind, Androda showed the Ranks once more…
[The Following Ranks are considered… sothing similar to "Mortals" within the world of Genesis. These entities are powerful on their own, but are nothing compared to Master]
[Low Rank Demon] [Initial Stage] [Middle Stage] [Upper Stage] [Peak Stage]
[dium Rank Demon] [Initial Stage] [Middle Stage] [Upper Stage] [Peak Stage]
[High Rank Demon] [Initial Stage] [Middle Stage] [Upper Stage] [Peak Stage]
[Demon Lord] [Initial Stage] [Middle Stage] [Upper Stage] [Peak Stage]
[Demon King] [Initial Stage] [Middle Stage] [Upper Stage] [Peak Stage]
[That is a good idea, but here are the Ranks I have recompiled about Archdemons]
[Low Rank Archdemon] [Initial Stage] [Middle Stage] [Upper Stage] [Peak Stage]
[dium Rank Archdemon] [Initial Stage] [Middle Stage] [Upper Stage] [Peak Stage]
[High Rank Archdemon] [Initial Stage] [Middle Stage] [Upper Stage] [Peak Stage]
[Archdemon Lord] [Initial Stage] [Middle Stage] [Upper Stage] [Peak Stage]
[Archdemon King] [Initial Stage] [Middle Stage] [Upper Stage] [Peak Stage]
[True Archdemon King]
[True Archdemon King of Hell]
[The last two ranks have little information… And there might be higher ones, but the weakest True Archdemons are those that govern the Plane]
I see. These Imps here are all Low-Rank Demons, we had actually landed in a pretty low-level area, it seems that my gate creation cannot bring to a deeper and more dangerous field, and we landed in the highest and at the sa ti weakest layer of hell, this layer of hell is nad the Fields of Tornt.
"The Fields of Tornt… in which?" I asked.
"W-Well, you don't know? We are in the Limbo, t-the lowest yet highest area of Hell… W-We are too weak to even go down there, as Low-Ranked Demons, we dedicate to… erm, smoothen up the souls of the sinful to get down there…" said an Imp.
"I see… Limbo? How many layers are there?" I asked.
"E-Eight… Limbo, Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Anger, Heresy, Violence, Fraud, and Treachery… T-These are the Layers of Hell, my lady Archdemon…" said another Imp.
I see, it seems that in this Dinsion, there are eight ga layers that interconnect with one another their size is astronomical, even my senses which expand over hundreds of kiloters cannot reach the border of these layers, they might be several tis bigger than planet Earth, and there are eight! This entire dinsion might be as big as a galaxy.
"So, you know where's Mammon?" I asked.
"M-Mammon?"
"She had said his na!"
"You said his na too!"
"Ah! Aghhh! Gyyyaaaahhh!"
Suddenly, in front of , the Imp that said Mammon began to burn and disappeared into ashes.
I raised an eyebrow as I looked at the scene in surprise.
"Okay? What was that all about?"
"U-Us lowly demons cannot say the nas of the Supre Noble Archdemon Kings!" said the Imps.
"If we say their nas carelessly, we'll be burned by the flas of hell…" cried another.
"T-This is bad…" said a third.
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