After Becoming The Tyrant

"Now, my dear Majesty, please allow me to be your guide, and take a pleasant trip to find the lord who controls the power of 'greed and ill-gotten wealth'." The devil said to the king.

He blew a clear whistle.

The surface of the lake of sulfurous fire, which was closest to the devil and the king, rippled, and the bone carriage familiar to the king rose from it, bathed in sulfurous fire.The nightmares walked briskly out of the lake. They obediently walked in front of the king, lowered their heads, and seemed to want to rub the king intimately.

But when the devil looked at them kindly, they only dared to stand where they were.

"Your Majesty, please."

The devil lifted the curtain of the carriage made of finely chopped weasel wing bones for the king, and hung it beside it lovingly.

The king got into the chariot of bones.

This carriage is indeed more suitable for hell. It is exquisite and gorgeous on the scorched earth everywhere, and the exquisiteness of non-artificial objects complements the dark red sky of the lake of fire.

The four skulls on the wheel opened their mandibles and collided with each other "da, da, da". If you ignore this horrific scene, the sound they make is really like cheerful folk drums.The devil scolded them a little, and drove the carriage into the black soil of hell.

The king's tour of hell begins.

The king saw the carriage passing by the lake of fire and sulfur billowing with white smoke like walking on the ground. The four skulls on the carriage opened their mandibles and sucked in the white smoke close to the carriage, preventing them from drifting away. to the king.

The carriage moved forward, and soon came to the front of the ridges that the king had seen before.

After approaching, I feel that the mountain is as steep and rugged as a blade. The long and extended rocks seem to be a death scythe inserted into the vertical mountain wall.

When the carriage drove to the front of the mountain, the rows of hanging corpses turned around automatically.The king saw clearly that there were ropes as thin as spider silk twisted around their necks, their necks were almost strangled, and their heads hung low.When the carriage passed by, the heads of some corpses nodded slightly up and down, as if they were saluting towards the carriage.

"What are these? Why are they hanging here?"

the king asked.

"They're the shells of people whose souls are grazed, some meaningless guys."

The devil answered, and he swung his whip towards the jagged peaks above, and the whip whipped in mid-air with a crisp sound.In the sound of the whip, the hanging corpses trembled violently and turned back one after another, no longer facing the king.

"The shepherds and the shepherds, hell is where their corpses rest. Their clothes are covered with dense maggots, but it's too disgusting to enter your majesty's eyes."

The king noted down the crucial word "grazing one".

The carriage passed through the interlaced peaks and walked in a narrow valley.Through the car window, the king saw countless bones inlaid on the rocks on both sides, as if they were ancient fossils.Some of those skeletons had wings and long tails, and some had spines like fish fins, but they also had sharp beaks...

It seems that creatures are pieced together irregularly on these two rocks.

"This is the Wall of Hundred Insects."

The devil explained that he pointed to the king to see the intertwined and bitten bones.

"All the guys who are not recognized and don't belong to any class are all thrown here. They are called 'worms'. They must fight with all their strength and survive by devouring each other."

"Are they dead now?"

"Yes." The devil whipped out his whip and smashed a skeleton with bat wings and a fish tail, "They are dead long ago... But in the past, the worms here were immortal, and the fire here was immortal .”

He seemed to have something hidden in his words.

The nightmares let out a low cry, and pulled the carriage out of the depressing valley, leaving behind the mountain wall with countless overlapping bones.

"Please don't look back, Your Majesty."

The devil spoke up front.

"During this journey, please keep this in mind."

His tone was a little serious, but soon, he laughed lowly again, with a cheerful voice.

"Of course! If you want to, I'm absolutely in favor of it."

The carriage moved forward and passed a long wasteland covered with bones. The king clearly saw that among the overlapping bones on the ground, there was not a skeleton hand stretched out, and the phalanges bent upwards to grab something.

The devil said that this is a very common wasteland in hell, specially used for throwing garbage, so there is nothing to explain.

A small piece of skull of unknown height and thickness rolled "roll" and "roll" towards the carriage. The skull on the wheel seemed to feel that he was being provoked. He opened his mouth suddenly, and the crimson flames spewed out, burning the skull completely. net.

The king distinctly heard a faint wail.

The carriage drove out of the wasteland and stopped.

"Your Majesty, we are going to travel in another way." The devil jumped out of the carriage, opened the black umbrella with one hand, and stretched out the other to the king.

He led the king out of the carriage.

The king stepped on the hard black soil and saw that they were standing in front of the long winding river.

"This is the river of hell. All guilty and unpardonable souls will be thrown here, waiting to be crossed to the next judgment port."

The devil said, pay attention to whether he restrained himself a little, otherwise it would be a bit troublesome if all these guys couldn't move.

In the case of the devil's intention, the ghosts did not find him this time, nor did they find the king standing on the river bank.They just squeeze forward with difficulty.The king took two steps forward to observe the overlapping ghosts more closely.

Most of them are out of shape.

The king looked around, and only saw the soul of a beautiful woman more completely and clearly.

The woman dressed as a lady held a man's head in her arms, lovingly treating her as a lover.But she had a bright dagger in her mouth.A headless body moved forward with difficulty behind the lady.The king was keen to see that the garments of the souls were all very ancient, and that none of the souls wore the clothes of a more recent age.

The devil has no explanation for this.

Holding a black umbrella, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"Snapped".

The king saw a cloud of white mist appearing on the river of hell not far ahead of them.A small boat without sails came out of the white mist.

"That's one of my familiars, Your Majesty."

said the devil to the king.

The small boat looked extremely light on the long river of dead souls. The king saw clearly the "familiar" that the devil said, which was slightly lower than normal people, and a monster with a white mask was spreading out behind the familiar. For the huge black bat wings that do not match its figure at all.

The familiar used those bat wings to row the boat, and sailed over the dead souls like a gust of wind.

The familiar brought the boat to the shore, and the devil took the king aboard.

After boarding the boat, the king realized that the boat looked small, but after boarding, he felt that it was very spacious.Standing on it is like standing on the ground.

The devil led the king to the bow.

"Follow it all the way down, and that's where the lord I mentioned to you is."

I don't know when, the fire rain falling from the sky became bigger and bigger. The devil held the black umbrella firmly, blocking the fireball-like rain for the king.

In the king's vision, hell became more bizarre and magnificent because of this "torrential rain". Those golden fire rains were connected together, and heavy rain curtains connected the earth with black as the main tone and the dark red sky.Looking around, the strange Montenegro seemed to become more beautiful in the rain.

A beauty beyond common sense.

The king did not dislike the scenery.

The ship was going fast, through the rain of fire, and as it passed a great mountain wall, something caught the King's attention.

"what is that?"

the king asked.

He saw a giant eye embedded in the mountain wall, and that one-eyed giant eye was as tall as ten St. Wythe Churches combined.It also seemed to sense the king's gaze, so its pupils turned, looking down at the extremely small ship compared to it.

"That is the eye of wisdom and true knowledge. It belonged to hell later. Oh, look there, there is its twin brother over there."

The devil held the umbrella and pointed it out to the king.

Following the direction he pointed, the king saw that there was indeed a closed mouth under the giant eye, because it was too big and integrated with the rock, so it was difficult to find.

At this time, the giant eyes embedded in the rocks suddenly shed tears of blood slowly.

The mouth beneath it opened and hummed a word.

The voice is thick as thunder, and the language used is by no means human.The king couldn't understand.

The devil seemed a little silent.

"What is it saying?"

"Do you really want to hear it?" the devil asked back. "That's what the famous 'Misfortune and Fate' said."

"yes, I'm sure."

the king answered.

"it says--"

"There is no peace for a king.[1]"

This sentence seems to have some kind of strange magic power. When it was spoken from the mouth of the devil, the speed of the rain of fire falling around it slowed down a lot.The king was also silent.

In silence, the boat sailed quietly across this mountain wall.

What suddenly unfolded in front of the king was an incomparable castle.

The king saw from a distance that on the barren land, curved snake bones meandered on the deep black mountain peaks, and countless spiers lined up left impressive shadows on the dark red sky.The king's breathing slowed slightly.

His pupils seemed to only print the castle.

The devil was uncharacteristically quiet, just held an umbrella beside him, and looked at the castle with him, but did not give any explanation.

The speed of the ship became very fast at this point, and within a few breaths, the castle was left behind the king.

an impulse.

The king wanted to take another look at the castle made of snake bones and mountains.However, he remembered what the devil said in the "Wall of Insects", so he restrained himself.

The devil around him sighed regretfully.

"What's there?"

"You'll find out later."

Contrary to his omnipotent attitude, the devil only said a simple sentence.

"Now……"

The devil stopped the king's shoulder, and the speed of the river was not unreasonable. They seemed to have reached the end of the long river on the ground. It turned sharply, passed through a huge hole, and fell downward.

The devil closed the umbrella and held the king in his arms.

"Our journey is coming to an end, Your Majesty."

He said.

Amidst the huge noise, the king and the devil fell down from the almost ninety-degree cliff with the small boat.They were swallowed by the gaping mouth of the monster, and rolled into the throat-like darkness.

The author has something to say: welcome to hell with the king.

[1] Quoting from Shakespeare