The fourth Hell, Fantasy Hell.
Ash sat cross-legged at the edge of the cliff, and behind him were four ancient and heavy thrones.
The one on the far left was an iron-blood throne filled with countless blood-stained blades, the second was a Floral Divine Throne as colorful as blooming flowers, the third was a Silver Mirror throne reflecting all truths, and the fourth, still forming, was a Soul Throne forged from countless screaming ghosts.
As the Soul Throne was completed, the ghostly light wove an enchanting elf maiden on the throne. She was almost unclothed, with only a few purple ribbons wrapping her body, her snow-white skin starkly contrasting with the darkness, like a seductive white lotus born from the deep darkness.
Sitting on the other three thrones were the Blood Sword Maiden, the Black Demon, and the Lord of Mirrors.
