"You just rang Raphael's dinner bell, and the entire menu is you." The archivist's face twisted into an eerie smile, his voice sounding as though it were being squeezed out of a dry throat. "You got your wish, but you won't leave this place alive. Otherwise, the entirety of the Nine Hells will swarm out."
In an instant, the House of Hope seemed gripped by an evil spell from above, startling violently awake.
The previously deathly quiet surroundings suddenly surged like souls churning at the bottom of an abyss. Countless malicious spirits swarmed together, hungrily locking onto Ethemon and the others. Those spiteful gazes felt almost tangible, piercing straight to the heart and chilling everyone to the bone.
Chapter 164