Chapter 389 Fortress Battle (1/2)

A dim light shone upon the ancient, stale hall. The candle flames trembled slightly under the airflow; even the shadows on the wall couldn't stop quivering. Under the illumination of the flame, a huge prison made entirely from white bones could be vaguely seen.

Apart from the reflection of the terrifying blood-drawn ritual circle, dozens of haggard men and women held onto each other tightly for support in the bone prison. Their faces were smeared with mud and their eyes unveiled an uncontrollable fear. Although they were the best hunters in the forest, they still ended up like goats waiting to be slaughtered. They shuddered in the darkness with pale complexions and worried expressions.

Ugly and inferior beings.

Gelk snorted in disdain as he withdrew his attention from the prisoners. He narrowed his eyes towards the mirror that reflected his beautiful face. His well-maintained fingers extended towards his head and gently touched his hair, delicately shifting back a strand of hair that was 'showing disobedience to organizational discipline' back into his hair. Gelk then turned around and admired his face attentively.

So beautiful.

The man gasped in admiration at his own reflection.

With such a perfect body, a charming face, mesmerizing eyes, flowy long hair, and alluring lips… He felt that he was the most perfect creation in this world. Only he had the rights to claim so. He was the most beautiful, pretty and perfect being in this world. At this moment, he should be in his warm and comfortable home admiring the breathtaking beauty of hell while listening to the beautiful poems those painful souls sang with their lives.

He shouldn't be in this dirty and filthy place to guard these ridiculous humans.

Gelk was dissatisfied. But soon, that notion dissipated to nothingness. He was only a lowly-ranked Demon General that was not even worth a mention to the massive existence of the first floor. This was what Gelk was most dissatisfied about. Manifesting strength was unsophisticated and it was considered as an ugly behavior. To him, beauty was everything in this world. However, it was a pity that most of the demons in hell couldn't understand the word 'beauty' and only knew how to kill and murder.

Gelk picked up a brush to gently wipe off a few bits of dust at the corner of his eye. When he lifted his head and was about to shave a few strands of the hair at the corner of his mouth, a sudden spiritual signal triggered his emotions. The razor on his hand stopped midway.

”Hmph!”

Looking at that strand of disobedient hair in disdain, Gelk sneered and plucked it off. He turned his head towards the statue-like servants who were wrapped in black robes and standing in the hall with four corners.

”Someone below intruded our Fortress. Go check on the situation and capture them!”

”Yes, Master!”

A few black robes swiftly took off after receiving Gelk's orders. After they left, Gelk revealed disdain in his eyes and once again turned towards the mirror in front of him.

Bam!! At this moment, the entire Fortress shook with a deep, loud crash. Gravel and dust fell from the ceiling and in an instant, the entire hall was filled with dust particles.

”Ahhhhhh!!”

A terrifying cry of anger caused a violent storm to surge, clearing out the dusty hall instantly. Gelk stood in the middle of the hall furiously. He clenched his teeth and stared at his hands only to see his pair of white, delicate fingers filled with filthy dust. He shivered and slowly turned towards the mirror in front of him. A layer of dust now covered the mirror which should have been spotlessly clean. And in the mirror, a reflection of a beggar with a dirty face could be vaguely seen.

”Ahhh… Ahhh!!”

Gelk's hands trembled as he stared at his reflection in horror. Clear, transparent tears flowed from his eyes. He felt incredible pain and anger. He even suspected that he had never met with such pain ever since he was born.

”Why…! Why did this happen?!! Who? Which bastard was the one that did this!!”

”R-report, Master!”

At this moment, a guard gasped for air as he ran towards Gelk. His face was filled with panic as he kept turning his head towards his back.

”There are enemies co…”

”Bam!”

A clear slap rang.

Without turning around, Gelk slapped the guard's face with his the back of his hand. The guard's head spun for two rounds before losing its sense of direction and fell dead to the ground. This scene caused the group of prisoners to shiver as they stared at the terrifying demon in horror.

”Hu… Hu…”

After slapping the guard to death, Gelk's emotions seemed to turn for the better. He took in a few deep breaths before turning around. At that moment, another guard arrived. Looking at his fellow guard's corpse, the fellow stood on the spot smartly and reported by the door's entrance.

”Reporting to Master. Enemies are attacking the Fortress!”

”Who are they?”

Gelk questioned with a frown as he flicked off the bloodstains on his hand. He retrieved a handkerchief from the fold of his clothes and wiped both his hands and face. In response, the guard revealed a terrified expression.

”I don't know, Master. There's not a lot of them but they're too powerful and we can't hold them back any longer…”

”Useless piece of crap!”

Gelk frowned and stormed towards the guard.

”Move! I'll go take a look!”

As Gelk was about to step onto the platform, another spiritual signal that was filled with fear and panic suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.

”Master, Master, we can't hold them back. We… Ah…!!”

The spiritual signal disappeared in a blink of an eye. Gelk clenched his teeth and looked at his feet.