The Heavenly Giant Lord and the Wailing Lord looked like complete wrecks after being forcibly dragged out.

The Dwarves’ Chains that strangled their bodies made them look like a pair of starving snakes, but besides that, being dangled on the walls of Valhǫll and turned into a laughingstock for the Nobles that passed by did nothing to ease their embarrassment.

Clang. Clang.

The annoying sound of clanging iron stopped, and the two Lords looked up at Kim Jin-Woo as they were thrown in front of him.

Although they were confused, there still seemed to be some hope in their eyes. It was expected of beings who had overcome all kinds of hardship in the Deep Floors to become the apex of the Underworld.

But that was about to end. One of the two would soon be sacrificed to the Throne of Truth. In return, Kim Jin-Woo could uncover a piece of Truth that had been shrouded in a veil, but for the other two Highlords, they would gain nothing.

No, the Throne could devour not just part of them, but rather their complete existence, as the price for unveiling the Truth.

It was a tragic end for those who had once stood as the apex of the Underworld and dreamed of becoming its kings, but Kim Jin-Woo had no sympathy for them. He wasn’t so soft-hearted as to...