The sailboat descended, and the Black-armored man Di Gao sat at the bow, waving in greeting to Levi. By his side stood a golden-haired swordsman— the most handsome person Levi had ever seen, even more so than himself, a fact he had to admit.
Levi had not met this man before; it was only during the recent Hell War that he heard of his name from the Earth Demon Lord. It seemed he was the 13th Netherworld Emperor of the Underworld.
The Underworld teems with formidable figures, and among the Nether Emperors, their ranks surely number in the hundreds. To be ranked as the thirteenth among them is surely extraordinary. Perhaps he is on par with Great Council President Emmon.
That plain yet spectacular sword strike had wounded even a lord of the Earth Demon Lord's 653th layer, revealing his strength.
Levi smiled and said:
"Greetings, Nine Death Swordman."
