"Sairaorg!!!" Kuisha cried out, tears streaming down her face as she tried to rush back to the Hot Sand Hell to save Sairaorg. However, she was restrained by her fellow Sairaorg servants, Misteta Sabnack and Coriana Andrealphus, who grabbed her arms and held her back.
The two of them urgently advised:
"Kuisha, calm down!! If we go back to the Hot Sand Hell now, we won't be able to help at all!!"
"That's right!! Please have faith in Lord Sairaorg!! He's not a man who can be defeated so easily!!"
"No!! I don't want Sairaorg to face the Specters alone!!" Kuisha said tearfully, shaking her body and speaking with great willfulness.
At that moment, Sairaorg's 'Knight', Beluga Forcas, clad in plate armor, walked over. He then delivered a chop to Kuisha's neck, knocking her unconscious, and spoke apologetically:
"I'm sorry, Lady Kuisha."
Misteta and Coriana supported the unconscious Kuisha and stepped forward, saying to Issei Hyoudou and the others:
"Alright, everyone, let's go."
"Mm." Everyone nodded, then immediately hurried without pause towards the next hell. Along the way, the group could smell a thick, pungent odor of blood.
Finally, they reached the end. By now, the smell of blood was exceptionally intense. They witnessed an unprecedented sight: an endless amount of blood gathered together, forming a waterfall that cascaded down ceaselessly.
"This is!! A waterfall of blood!!" Elmenhilde Karnstein, a high-class pure-blood vampire, exclaimed with sparkling eyes upon seeing the waterfall.
For a vampire, blood is their staple food. This waterfall was nothing less than a heavenly ambrosia for her. The scent of blood was a fragrant aroma to Elmenhilde, while for the others, it was a foul and nauseating stench.
Benniah pinched her nose, took out the underworld map, and said:
"This is the Great Waterfall of Blood. It is formed by the accumulated blood and tears of all the sinners who have suffered and atoned for their sins in hell up to this point, converging and flowing down."
Pinching his nose, Issei Hyoudou stepped forward, looked at the Great Waterfall of Blood, and said, "How much blood and tears from sinners must it take to form such a massive waterfall?"
Sirzechs also pinched his nose and said, "I estimate that from the moment the Underworld was born, this blood and tears have been continuously accumulating, only to form such a colossal waterfall."
Holding the Underworld map, Benniah stepped forward and said to everyone, "Everyone, the next hell is located below the Great Waterfall of Blood. We have to jump down."
Subsequently, everyone went to the cliff edge of the Great Waterfall of Blood. After looking in the direction where the blood continuously flowed down, they nodded firmly.
Afterwards, they immediately leaped from the cliff edge one after another. During the descent, they unfurled their wings or used magic to slow their fall.
"So you've only reached the Great Waterfall of Blood, huh?"
Just as the group had descended halfway, Hades's voice echoed out of thin air, startling everyone. Before they could react, they found themselves in a pitch-black space. Their bodies floated uncontrollably, unable to move at all.
Surrounding them was complete darkness, with not a single ray of light visible. Only two emerald-green full moons shone in the sky, casting a deep, lake-bottom-like radiance upon each person.
Then, Hades's figure gradually materialized. He sat upon a throne made of obsidian, his left hand supporting his cheek. Furthermore, Issei Hyoudou and the others were actually floating on Hades's palm, like specks of dust, making him appear like a towering deity.
And it wasn't that everyone had shrunk, but rather that Hades's form had grown immense, akin to the legendary 'Buddha Realm in the Palm'.
Hades's gaze shifted slightly, looking at the group in his right palm. He couldn't help but express disappointment, "Really now, I didn't expect you to have only reached the Great Waterfall of Blood, not even the Eighth Hell. I thought you would have already reached within the Four Circles."
"Ha...des..." Even though his body couldn't move, Vali pushed his strength beyond its limits. With a ferocious expression, he slowly spoke, his voice filled with anger directed at Hades.
Seeing Vali's action, Hades gave a contemptuous smile. Then, a purple Cosmos rose from his right palm, enveloping the group within it.
Hades spoke again, "I'll kindly give you a lift, saving you some travel and energy. Your destination is the Eighth Hell, which matches your sin: the hell for those who raised a rebellious flag against the gods."
Having said that, Hades clenched his right fist. The group, enveloped in the purple Cosmos, instantly vanished from that space, leaving only Hades, who tapped the armrest of his throne with the fingers of his right hand, wearing a mysterious smile.
The Eighth Hell: The Frozen Hell Cocytus. A vast, boundless plain of ice. Here, piercingly cold winds constantly blow, and there are even blizzards. The souls being punished here have only their heads exposed, their bodies frozen within the icy ground.
In one area of Cocytus, a flash of purple light appeared. The group that had vanished from the dark space materialized on this vast, boundless ice plain.
"Achoo—!!!" Upon arriving in Cocytus, everyone, unable to withstand the frigid environment, first sneezed loudly, then immediately hugged their chests and began shivering.
Even veteran powerhouses like Michael, Azazel, and Sirzechs, who circulated their magical power and light energy to resist the cold, couldn't fully withstand the biting winds and icy environment. They trembled from the cold, their teeth chattering constantly.
"Where is this? The South Pole? The North Pole?" Issei Hyoudou said, looking around the freezing ice plain, his frozen snot dripping, his body shaking.
Benniah tightly hugged her body, trying to preserve her body heat. Shivering, she stammered:
"Th-th-th-this... this should be the final hell, the Frozen Hell: Cocytus. It's the hell where those guilty of the most severe crime—attempting to rebel against God—will fall. Their bodies will be encased in ice, with only their heads exposed to endure the biting cold winds."
"That's right. This hell seems almost tailor-made for us Fallen Angels." At that moment, a voice that sounded somewhat familiar to both Issei Hyoudou and Azazel rang out near their feet.
When everyone looked down and saw the familiar face, they exclaimed in surprise:
"Kokabiel!!!"
Kokabiel, one of the six Fallen Angel leaders, a warmonger. He instigated the Holy Sword incident to lure Michael, fought a battle centered around the Holy Sword at Kuoh Academy, attempted to trigger a three-way war, defeated all members of the Occult Research Club single-handedly, and was later defeated by the intervening Vali.
Finally, he was sentenced by Azazel to Permanent Cryogenic Imprisonment. Now, only his head was exposed, his body frozen within the ice plain.
"Why are you here? Aren't you still alive?" Azazel voiced his question.
Hearing Azazel's words, Kokabiel immediately shouted angrily, "It's all because you sentenced me to Permanent Cryogenic Imprisonment!! When the real Hades awoke, I was transferred here!! You have no idea how terrifying the punishments in this hell are!!"
"The cold ice freezes my body and soul!! When the cold wind blows, my head turns into ice and shatters!! Then my head reforms!! Then it turns to ice and shatters again!! An endless cycle!!"
Upon hearing Kokabiel's words, the chill on everyone's bodies instantly intensified by a degree. They couldn't help but think: 'As expected of the final hell, the punishments are truly cruel~.'
"Oh? Isn't that Vali? I never thought you'd also end up in this Frozen Hell."
"Hmph~! In the end, you're just the same as us, birds of a feather."
"Hehehe~! Come join us in hell!!"
Hearing the three voices coming from near his feet, Vali turned his head to look back.
"!!!" Upon seeing them, Vali couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart. The owners of those voices were, like him, descendants of the original Maous: Katerea Leviathan, descendant of the Original Maou Leviathan; Creuserey Asmodeus, descendant of the Original Maou Asmodeus; and Shalba Beelzebub, descendant of the Previous Maou Beelzebub.
Like Kokabiel, only their heads were exposed, their bodies frozen within the glacier.
The reason they were in this hell was undoubtedly the sin of raising a rebellious flag against the gods, coming here for punishment after death. What was even more surprising to Michael and Azazel was that in this Cocytus, they saw many familiar faces—all Fallen Angels and Demons from the Great Three-Way War long ago.
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