Pablo glared at him. "F*ck off!" Blake smirked and went away with his hoe. From a distance, Bettany asked, "Blake! Aren’t you getting the hoe? Where are you now?"
Pablo sighed and floated in Lilly’s direction. He was scarred three thousand years ago, but eventually it would go away. He might not be able to kill those people and make them disappear by himself, but Ralph could not handle it, and his soul was torn into fragments on the eighth floor of the underworld. The hell was not as easy as people thought; on each floor, it was broken down into eighteen more levels. The spirits that could withstand the punishments would only be sent to reincarnate. Everyone he knew could not make it through those floors.
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