Ninth (First) Refiner of Hell.

They were mostly criminals who became fugitives. Of course, there was no one among them who felt happy when the gray-robed youngster looked like he had won over the man at the door.

A few seconds ago, when they saw the man at the door turn friendly with the youngster, that very second a feeling of hatred instantly grew in the hearts of those evil people.

Back to the explosive lightning on the bridge...

"Duar!"

Once again the thunder boomed and threatened the gray robe. But to their surprise, the Red Sword flew out of the young man's storage room and spun quickly around the young man. The two fingers on his right hand were seen twitching as if giving orders to the Red Sword.

Then with a swift movement like a devil's dance, the Red Sword darted quickly, went to block four thunderbolts and then collided with each other causing a thunderous explosion sound.

"Boom-boom-boom!"

The Red Sword danced quickly with the two fingers on the gray robe's right hand.

"Slashh!" the sword sliced through
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