Compared to before, the blood color in the Crystal Ball had become even more intense. The majority of the space inside was already filled with Demonic Blood, and it wouldn't take long before it filled the entire crystal.
"King of the Night, your time of death is approaching! Hahaha!" the Hell King roared with wild laughter.
With a sudden turn, the Hell King stared at the mirror on the wall. Reflected in it were eyes brimming with maliciousness.
The pitch-black cloak slowly slid down, revealing the Hell King's true face in the mirror. Without the cloak's cover, his scorched visage was fully disclosed.
The skin on his face was all twisted and festering, looking incredibly horrific and nauseating. His body was the same, covered in scars that crisscrossed all over.