The Pinnacle Of Life

In an instant, the crock formed a powerful gravitational force on the Life Book symbols that were wrapped around Blaze‘s body,
sucking up all the chains. However, it seemed the crock was having quite a hard time too. More tiny cracks were spreading from
the many cracks that had already formed on the crock.
Seeing this, Blaze hurriedly kept the crock away and continued toward West before he could even process his emotions. Even
so, the words from the Life Book continued pouring out endlessly. Every time these chains caught up to him, he would activate
the crock time after time.
Suddenly, the crock shattered entirely, while the loud crack echoed through the air. Following that were tens of chains, rushing
straight at Blaze, wrapping themselves around Blaze once more.
King Sandros huffed as he approached slowly. “Hey brat, run! Or can you?”
Just then, a woman dashed out from the side and put herself in front of Blaze. She was wearing a long violet dress, with her
natural perfect face facing the king. It was hard to estimate her age, since she looked rather young, while seemingly having an
old soul.
This woman was, in fact, King Sandros’ concubine. She stood up courageously, all for her lover.
“Maylene, you... What do you mean by that? Do you really want to die alongside him?”
The woman called Maylene touched her stomach gently and said, “King Sandros, I’m pregnant...”
“What?!”
“You... Really did that with that shameless bastard...”
Sandros felt so frustrated that he nearly vomited blood.
Maylene responded. “You should know this, I never liked you. If you hadn’t coerced me with your status and power, why would I
ever want to be an old man‘s concubine? I’m still young, I have a long way to go! Why would I waste my youth on you? Ugh, and
all that talk about love too. What bullsh*t! You’re so old that you can’t even control your bladder! So what makes you think you’re
capable of having a concubine? What makes you think you could ever love me properly? Who gave you the right to even
consider doing all that?”
Not far from them were the rest of the kings. They couldn’t help but burst out in laughter hearing this.

“Hahahaha, that’s way too funny!”
”Sandros is starting to pee his pants now?”
“No, no! The pee is just dripping uncontrollably onto his pants. That happened three times before, at least to my knowledge.”
“Oh no, that means nothing will be able to help.”
King Sandros questioned, “Do you really think I can’t kill you once you’re pregnant?”
“Both of you can rot in hell!”
Just then, a holy melody sounded, as a divine light shone through the entire space. A golden figure walked over, saying,
“Amitabha, it is agreed that good nature exists in every being. How could you possibly kill a pregnant lady? How about you let
them go out of respect for me? Helping them is helping yourself, you know?”
It was Mozart.
Mozart.
Alex.
Sandros turned to him. “Are you the new Ksitigarbha?”
Astor nodded. “You could say that.”
Astor
Alex
Sandros replied, “You‘re being too controlling. This is my business, and this has nothing to do with you.”
Astor replied, “No, you’re wrong. I can control anything within the nether realm!”
Astor
Alex

Sandros’ expression darkened. “We’re not even sure if you’re the true Ksitigarbha yet, so how would you have the rights to
control Ghast City?”
“I’ll give you a chance to prove yourself, alright?”
“Now what’s so hard about that?”
Astor’s golden body quivered, immediately sending a punch towards King Sandros’ chest.
Astor
Alex
Several chains of symbols came from the Life Book to stop the attack, yet Astor’s punch immediately went through them, as the
book was returned to its original form. The man then grabbed it for himself.
Astor
Alex