The Rise of the Black Plain

Chapter 2775 The Reality of Hell

Over the next few hours, Minos would see just how big Hell was as he saw basically unchanged landscapes for a long way, even at a speed faster than anything he had ever traveled before.

The Hell seemed to be several times bigger than Zocarro.

Every few hours Minos also saw different Reincarnation Wheels in this place, and followed his Qhava master’s advice not to look too closely at such areas. During this time, he also received several tips about things he should do or avoid in Hell.

The Hell was a special dimension divided into a variable number of regions governed by individuals like Qhava. From what he understood, the division of Hell should be more or less similar to the division of the Upper Realm.

The Devils, as they called themselves, were the oldest members of Hell and had large numbers of disciples. The inverse of this would be the position of True Celestials, such as Devdar, who would be far above Minos if he ever made his way to the Upper Realm.

As much as Minos didn’t know about the rules of the Upper Realm, he imagined that there the most important True Celestials also had their titles. After all, True Celestial was only the name given to those who could truly live forever after crossing the barrier between levels 124 and 125.

Qhava was also a True Celestial, as was Devdar. But she was a Devil, while he was something else.

Minos was far from understanding the purpose of Hell and how it really worked. But he was following Devdar’s recommendation to the letter. For the moment, he was pretending to have been totally overwhelmed by Qhava’s actions!

However, while traveling in the dark chariot of the woman of indecipherable race, he had his mind in a totally different state from what she seemed to believe.

‘I have to agree with this creature on one thing. I really have to learn about this place and become stronger here. As much as I’m suppressing the malice of the crown, that could change in the future.’

He continued to stare ahead without letting himself show any curiosity or strange ideas in his mind.

‘When I get a chance, I’ll see about finding Abby, Gloria, and Ruth.’

He had already heard from Qhava that he didn’t need to worry about these women. According to this Devil, it was easier to enter Hell than the Upper Realm. But while it was easy to leave the Upper Realm, it was almost impossible to leave Hell.

Abby, Gloria and Ruth had to be in different areas of Hell, each of them facing the challenges of that space.

There were basically three possibilities for them. One was that they had arrived in Hell in an uninhabited area. In such places, they could travel, grow stronger and face dangerous challenges, but similar to what one would face traveling anywhere unknown. That was the best-case scenario. As for the worst-case scenario, they could fall into the hands of one of the other Devils, or even the contenders for the Throne of Hell. In that case, they could be enslaved or have their memories erased, their souls destroyed, and even be forced to start a cycle of reincarnation.

Their third fate was to fall into one of Hell’s many traps, such as the Reincarnation Wheel, and end up suffering severe consequences, having their souls contaminated and even being obliterated.

Minos had no way of predicting their fate, much less escaping Qhava. So he remained hopeful and focused on finding loopholes to find them.

‘The quickest way for me to gather them to leave this place is to travel through Hell. Qhava seems to give me my freedom, as long as I go in search of opponents of the contest for the Throne of Hell… But she won’t let me go straight away. First, I’ll have to learn what she wants me to learn.’

Their journey would last a week in Minos’ time, when he would finally spot a black castle in an area without any vegetation or sign of living beings.

Anywhere else in the universe, one would consider this place to be abandoned, lost in time. But in Hell, this was normal.

There were very few natives or living residents in Hell.

According to what Qhava had already taught Minos on the journey to his residence, Hell had a lot of dead people, but most of them remained in waiting states until their controllers used them.

Not everyone who ended up in Hell was reincarnated immediately. Some went through reincarnation quickly, but there were those who suffered for a long time at the hands of the demons.

Those who suffered were not necessarily the ones who deserved it, however. According to Qhava, it all depended on which devil was in the area where those souls appeared. Some chose at random, while others preferred to choose the innocent. But the majority preferred the souls of great criminals and murderers. They tended to be stronger, and that’s why they were used.

But until a Devil or one contender for the Throne of Hell moved, these undead rested under the black soil of Hell.

And so, there were areas as large as the Central Continent of the Spiritual World that were inhabited by less than 10 living individuals!

Minos was confronted with this when he arrived at Qhava’s home, where there were only three individuals, each of them with different builds, but totally black, like rocks, waiting for this Devil commanding the chariot of darkness.

The three of them looked at Minos and understood what he was.

“Welcome back, ma’am. We didn’t expect you to return with yet another competitor so soon,” said one of these beings, a level 126 individual with a masculine voice.

“Hmm, I got lucky with Zocarro this time. This one next to me is Undar, someone who caught my eye earlier, and I finally caught him in the Mirror Dimension.”

“Oh? You watched him for centuries. You were quick to catch up with him,” said another individual, drawing Minos’ attention.

“Centuries?” he couldn’t remain neutral when he heard that and asked.

“I sensed you when you were in Oqia. You confronted one of my minions in that place and stole some of the Drops of Hell.” She mentioned his and his group’s experience on The Obsidian Shore when he first collected the black liquid for the guild.

Minos remembered Ysolt and Mylecent’s warning and saw that indeed, those who got involved with the black liquid were marked.

‘I hope you’re strong, Abby. I imagine others like her will come after you.’ He stood his ground so as not to show what he really had in mind.