CHAPTER 91

Nobody had ever seen the Nether King before and lived to tell the tale. Only the nastiest of tales were spread about him by other dark forces in the dungeon.

Why did the dungeon appear in the Wolf city? What was its purpose? Nobody knew. Since it was a source of crystals, everybody raided the dungeon even though it was so risky.

If hideousness had a face, it would look like the Nether King. With his face scaly, spotty, and foggy with chilling vapors releasing from the cracks in his faces, he looked menacing to say the least.

His sheer presence had made everyone feel paralyzed against their will. Even Porcius felt his arm trembling from the profound chill when the Nether King’s gaze briefly settled on him.

“My daughter…” the Nether King glanced over his shoulder and looked at Puck. “I told you to not roam around without guards.” As he said, a person riding a horse came out of the dungeon. It was a Nether Knight, and Puck’s personal bodyguard. The spear in his hand gave off the chill of
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