Chapter 459 – Wrathful Aurelia
"Sweetheart, they are hunting all of you. All over the universe." Courtisan Lust said, looking at Asaemon. "We need to be more careful now."
Her voice was soft, filled with an undertone of pity as she stared at the past Elysiari of Monsters.
Asaemon's previous brilliant silver hair was no more. In its place, a color that looked more like rusty white than anything else crowned his head.
Looking at him, one could see that he had lost something important to his existence.
Yet his red eyes had never burned brighter, nor fiercer, than they did that day.
They were inside a hidden, secret place within Hell itself, hiding in order to plan their next course of action. The place was small, the size of a normal room belonging to a struggling family.
It was made from the flesh and bones of abyss monsters, then wrapped with the fire of Hell to mend it all together.
Nothing else existed inside the room besides them.
