"Brother."
"Hm."
"What is this?"
At the edge of the Netherworld Pure Land, Anya looked on with curiosity. Her brother had just waved his right hand, and a pool of blood appeared before her eyes.
And it was a blood pool gurgling with bubbles.
It looked quite terrifying.
But Anya had spent a few years in Hell, and her tolerance had been raised. So, even though the blood pool looked eerie, Anya was more curious about what it was.
Hawk didn't speak. Instead, he pulled a Heaven soul from the 'Apple of Eden' – a soul as pure and clean as an unblemished university student – and threw it directly into the blood pool.
As the Heaven soul was tossed in, the boiling blood pool suddenly became still.
Only then did Hawk look at his sister, who had followed him, and smiled slightly, "I was afraid you'd be bored here, so I'm making you some playmates."
Anya heard this, looked at her brother, and blinked.
"Playmates?"
"Yes."
Hawk smiled, then looked back at the blood pool, which was boiling once more, "You'll see them soon."
As his words fell.
Inside the boiling blood pool, something seemed to be emerging.
Anya also stared at the blood pool without blinking.
The next second.
A blood-red woman with ferocious horns emerged from the blood pool, as if stepping out of a bath.
Anya's eyes widened.
"Brother, this is..."
"Blood Elf!"
Hawk's lips curved slightly upward.
He looked at the Blood Elf before him, quietly immersed in the blood pool, possessing a perfect blend of Blood God, Hell, and Heaven essences. She was now looking at him with pure eyes, and a feeling of being a 'Creator' suddenly surged within him.
This was a being he had conceived and created exclusively for his Netherworld in the days since he had obtained and refined the Blood God Dimension and integrated it into the Netherworld.
Even if his Little Universe had not yet truly materialized.
But it didn't matter.
For creatures in the Netherworld, only a soul was needed.
The 'Apple of Eden' he had previously obtained from Dr. Merrick, the cloning expert, contained a massive number of blank Heaven souls.
But those souls belonged to Heaven.
If Hawk wanted to use them, he would first have to cleanse them and make them his own.
However, he couldn't do that before.
Because his Little Universe hadn't truly materialized yet and didn't possess the function of cleansing souls.
But Blood God Madora was dead, leaving behind the ownerless Blood God Dimension. And it was an ownerless dimension that existed in reality.
This was... wonderful.
Hawk didn't rush to accept the Blood God Dimension. Instead, his six senses enveloped the Blood God Dimension for several days, and only after truly confirming that Blood God Madora was completely annihilated did he accept it.
Not a single punctuation mark of Mephisto's words could be trusted.
Similarly.
He didn't fully trust Blood God Madora's words either.
Mephisto wasn't a good person.
Was Blood God Madora a good person then?
After a few days, when Hawk's six senses detected that the Blood God Dimension was indeed collapsing further due to the loss of its Master, he chose to receive it. Then, after a few more days of exploration, he integrated it into his Netherworld.
From this moment on, his Little Universe already had an anchor point in the real Universe.
Blood God... Bah!
The Blood God was dead, and the kind where burning paper for him wouldn't even help. The current dimension should be called the Blood Dimension.
What did the withered Blood God Dimension have to do with his Blood Dimension?
With the Reality Stone in hand.
To make the Blood Dimension abundant was merely a thought away.
But previously, Hawk, who had released some of the Reality Stone's computing power by absorbing life energy, once again maxed out the Reality Stone's computing power.
However... all of this was worth it.
With the Blood Dimension, he could convert the massive number of souls in the 'Apple of Eden', thereby transforming those Heaven Dimension souls into a life race exclusive to him.
Which was the current Blood Elf race.
The Blood Elf that emerged from the blood pool, with her bright and clear eyes, changed her form again after seeing Hawk on the shore.
The demonic horns symbolizing Death on her head disappeared. With long, flowing blood-red hair and the iconic long, pointed ears of a Blood Elf, she gracefully stepped out of the blood pool wearing a blood-red long dress. After arriving before Hawk, she knelt on one knee and looked up at him.
"Master!"
"Hm."
Hawk looked at the first Blood Elf he had created, who was now looking up at him, alluring and enchanting, and smiled slightly, "From now on, you shall be called Keira, the clan leader of the Blood Elf race."
The Blood Elf Keira's voice was ethereal.
"Thank you, Master."
"Get up."
"Yes."
The Blood Elf Keira stood up with a clatter, then looked at Anya beside her, and knelt on one knee again.
"Miss."
"...Brother."
Anya paused slightly and looked at Hawk.
Hawk smiled at his sister, "The Netherworld Blood Elves will be your guards. Keira is the chief guard I've prepared for you. Didn't you say I wouldn't let you play outside the Pure Land? With Keira, if you want to go to the Nether狱, you can."
Although the Netherworld was his, no disturbance could escape his perception.
But... he had finally found his sister and didn't want any more accidents to befall her.
Even if Hawk was 100% certain that his sister Anya was safe in his Netherworld.
He just wasn't at ease.
This was probably a sickness.
Hawk knew this, but with the exclusive life form, the Blood Elves, in the Netherworld, it was no longer a problem.
As Blood Elves he had personally created, who were 100% loyal to him, they were very suitable to be his sister's guards.
This way, even if he wasn't in the Netherworld, if Anya wanted to explore other places outside the Pure Land, there would be no safety concerns.
Indeed.
Anya's eyes lit up when she heard she could go to the Nether狱, and she couldn't control her smile.
"Really?"
"Of course."
Hawk looked at Anya with doting affection, "But you must be accompanied by Keira's Blood Elves."
Anya blinked.
"Blood Elves... plural?"
"Of course!"
Hawk smiled slightly, then with a thought, more Heaven souls were cast into the blood pool.
As the blood pool began to boil incessantly, these souls, originally bearing the mark of Heaven, underwent a transformation after being cleansed by the Netherworld blood pool, becoming one beautiful Blood Elf after another, each with distinct appearances but all without exception having golden hair, blue eyes, and tall, slender figures, emerging from the blood pool.
Of course.
Where there were females, there were males.
However, compared to the peerlessly beautiful female Blood Elves, the male Blood Elves created by Hawk appeared somewhat ugly and unsightly.
The most direct evidence was that male Blood Elves were so ugly that there weren't even pictures of them.
If female Blood Elves were Hawk's meticulous masterpieces, powerful and beautiful creations.
Male Blood Elves were Hawk's perfunctory masterpieces.
But this was normal.
Men, as long as they could work like oxen and horses, why did they need to be so good-looking?
If he created female Blood Elves to serve as his sister's guards, then male Blood Elves were for working like oxen and horses.
"Your name is Kai!"
Hawk casually gave a name to the first male Blood Elf who emerged from the blood pool, "From today onwards, you will be stationed in the Nether狱, managing the sinful souls within."
The male Blood Elf named Kai responded with a deep, powerful voice.
Yes.
Male Blood Elves were created by Hawk to manage the Nether狱 for him.
After all, his Nether狱 now already contained over five hundred souls.
This was what Mephisto had promised him.
The souls he killed belonged to him.
Regardless of whether Mephisto was truly an ally of Jehovah, as Blood God Madora claimed.
In one sentence.
What did it matter to him? He had never truly trusted Mephisto.
Did it matter if Mephisto was deceiving or confusing him? No, it didn't.
Only children make choices.
Heaven!
Hell!
He wanted them all.
Previously, it was because he lacked manpower. Even if he conquered Hell, he didn't want to, nor did he have the means to, personally manage the life and Death of Earth.
But now he could create his own race, possessing subordinates who were absolutely loyal to him.
Given this, Mephisto no longer had a reason to exist.
How could he allow others to snore beside his bed?
So... "Old Mephisto."
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance."
"Agreeing to cooperate with you was giving you a chance."
"You must seize it."
Hawk looked at the male Blood Elves continuously emerging from the blood pool, a cold smile playing on his lips, thinking to himself.
As thousands of male Blood Elves took up residence in the Nether狱, those souls who were still trying to slack off and suffer less in his meticulously designed Nether狱 welcomed their exclusive prison guards.
Soul after soul was beaten, screaming and howling.
Including Merrick, who was slacking off in the Frozen Nether狱.
Merrick, who had died countless times, after being revived, remained motionless in his original spot, allowing the extreme cold behind him to engulf him again.
His main strategy was: if you don't think, you won't feel pain.
But with the arrival of two male Blood Elves, Dr. Merrick screamed.
One male Blood Elf suddenly flicked his right hand, and a blood whip appeared in his grasp. Then, like lightning, it lashed across Dr. Merrick's face.
"Slap!"
"Ah!"
"Move!"
Dr. Merrick seemed to be in a daze, looking at the male Blood Elves who were clearly not there before but now appeared.
As a result, there was another slap.
Merrick screamed incessantly.
Alexander Pierce, who had been walking forward all this time, even after dying so many times, continued to walk without any thought of slacking off. Hearing the screams from behind him, he shook his head and then continued on his way silently.
Hawk, standing above the Frozen Nether狱, looked at Alexander Pierce below and frowned.
After some thought.
He chose not to look at Alexander Pierce.
After all—
He had given him two chances.
He couldn't give a third chance.
Hawk thought to himself, his mind shifting upward, returning to reality.
Entering his sight.
Gwen, who had already changed her clothes, walked out of the cloakroom.
"Let's go!"
"Peter and Felicia are already at the church."
"..."
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