The Unparalleled King

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Erebus rushed across the abandoned ruined castle within the netherworld gate, quickly reaching the end, led by his new miasmic undead army, they reached the throne room.

In there, a huge skeleton was awaiting them, clad on black armor and holding a gigantic, blazing hammer, the skeleton seemed to be huge, of over fifteen meters of height.

Yet another giant, one of the many that serve the Demon King of Death, and who served him even when he was alive and known as the King of the Kingdom of Sorrow.

The Skeleton, whose eyes were made into red jewels, glared at the small fairy leading black colored bone beasts with disbelief.

"Just what the hell is going on?!"

He roared in disbelief asking the question, his voice sounded like some unruly old bandit or a Viking, definitely not a formal man, or someone with manners.

"…"

Erebus only glared at him.