Unstoppable

Redcliff Region. The Lord’s estate.

Currently, the Redcliff Lord was reclining on his chair, his eyes shut.

The Redcliff Lord was only 1.7 meters tall, and in the Netherworld, he would indeed be considered a very small fellow. He looked very thin, and he was currently dressed in a sleeveless shirt, revealing his wiry arms. Although the shirt was over his body, it wasn’t able to cover up the heroic, mighty aura that emanated from him.

This was the Redcliff Lord, one of the eighty one Lords of Tartarus.

“Your Lordship.” A black-robed, silver-haired youth walked to his side and bowed.

“Mm?” The Redcliff Lord opened his eyes. His pupils were vertical, and they were violet! They gave off a disturbing feeling.