He’ll be out soon

Outside the entrance to Hell's Layer, Ares was busy pushing the elderly Celestials he had gathered toward the dark wormhole.

His face radiated righteousness, but his words were laced with forced sweetness.

"I said Elders, you all jump in there first! I will be right behind you—promise! Really!"

Unsurprisingly, no one believed him.

Obviously, his plan was to have them jump into that deadly place first—while he simply waited outside for moral support! They had known him long enough to know that!

Ares had gathered these Celestials from various clans—clans that were indebted to him for past favors he had done for them.

He claimed he needed their help to rescue two of his clan members who'd been cast into Hell's Layer. The Rulers were involved, which made the task all the more serious.

But because they were indebted to him, the leaders of those clans clenched their jaws and reluctantly send their elders to assist.