Twelfth Hell

"Answer my question, scum."

The man said as he looked down on Aimon, a man who could go toe to toe with a Conqueror!

Of course, it was not only the man who threatened Aimon as the lion opened his mouth wide as he roared!

"GARAR!!!" The lion roared, and his breathe pushed Aimon a little bit.

Some of the lion's saliva spat out too, into the ground, and even on Aimon.

Of course, Aimon didn't care about that at all as he was able to clean himself very fast.

Although this isn't the physical world, Aimon still had his powers and strength.

It's not like those things would just suddenly disappear just because he was in a Spiritual World.

However, even with his powers, Aimon knew that he wouldn't be able to beat this man or even the lion.

That was how strong they were together, even with their weird appearance and 'connection.'

Aimon then calmed himself down and thought of things that he would answer this man's question.