The Master Of World
Coalition

The king of hell's ambition to avenge everything. Sometimes, it must paralyze the logic of his son who is too good.

"Light! Stop that!" Said Arashi trying to get closer but did not bring results. The aura that was too strong, more precisely Arata had yet to bring out his ability at all. But it can make Arashi thrown.

The short white hair now extends in a short time. A strange mark in the shape of a black lotus was on his forehead. Sena's body that was lifted into the air slowly recovered only by replenishing the woman's depleted energy.

A flying butterfly guarded him, recovering his wound completely.

"Arata, it's time to-" The sentence of the king of hell was cut off. Beyond a doubt, some white butterflies belonging to Arata fly around his father like a threat.

"Dad not understood? I don't want revenge. My memory has returned early." Arata said to his father.

The monsters and demons who were there started to whisper in an incomprehensible manner to the situation before them. The arata? Wasn't this man just an ordinary human who entered the Dungeon? If he's Arata, who's next to the king of hell?

A smile on Furohito's lips. Take off his fake hair."Light and shadow energy." He said, along with a strange stream of air appearing under his feet.

The hair was slightly exposed, suddenly Sena who was initially floating near Enkai was in the embrace of Furohito.

"Return!" the order from Arata, sounds cold. The demon blood mixed with the god full of anger, that was his current self.

"No, I know you more than anyone. No matter what nature is out there destroyed. But this place you won't destroy." The words spoken by Furohito, staring at the huge difference in Arata. Totally different from 2300 years ago.

The weather turned into a storm. Outside the Dungeon as well. The impact of the formation of the demon god, this is what the heaven fears to be really wary of Arata. But without them intentionally, they were the ones who were making Arata angry at this moment. Make trouble early.

"I'll kill you..." Arata smiled grinning. Directing a butterfly to Furohito. Weird really weird. The white butterfly that turned into a demon with an ability level equivalent to a God's servant. Having a beautiful face attacked Furohito blindly.

But can it? He stepped back.

Srash!

The attack that destroyed the building was once slashed by Enkai's white butterfly incarnation.

"Almost just..." Furohito smiled to her. Still carrying Sena's body on her shoulder like a sack of rice.

"Why have you gone so far?" asked Arata who was just speechless absorbing more energy, unable to move at all. The more wrathful it was the crazier the level of energy it absorbed from nature.

"I'm your best friend. Of course for your own good. I'm going to marry Hime." The joke from him was full of laughter. Of course Furohito would not be serious about his words. Sena wasn't her type, really wasn't, just her sister's best friend.

"Br*ch!" Jerky Arata. Some black butterflies become large poisonous discs about two meters in diameter, lightning flashes present in each disc. Attempting to attack Furohito who continued to dodge.

Furohito grabbed his glasses, confirming the location. Switching quickly, even reversing the attack just by shaking his hand that held no weapon at all.

Oversized minus glasses, must fix the location several times. Moving while carrying Sena is quite difficult. From childhood he was trained to stop and control Arata's emotions.

Actually keeping it pretty stable. But this time the king of hell ordered, wanting to make his son angry. The more wrathful the more difficult the force is to be suppressed.

In this case, who was the most enthusiastic? Of course the cameraman. Akihiro was currently behind the shattered trees."Outside could!" He said he was amazed by the results of the images he got, exceeding the quality of Hollywood and Bollywood action films.

"We have to go! Otherwise we could die!" Jasper said worriedly.

"We're Hunter! They are monsters! What's that scared of!?" Akihiro was still enthusiastic, even though her clothes had been slightly torn.

A sharp wind, accompanied by strange lightning from several black discs.

Snatching at such a close distance, really close.

"We are Hunters! But they are not ordinary monsters! They're more terrifying than the general standing guard outside Furohito's house!" Jasper snapped at his boss, like three journalists filming a storm that was crashing in an area.

"What are you afraid of? If you die, just tell Arashi to come back to life. It's not dead anyway, is it? If he's dead, you can protest and run for your life." The trivial answer from Akihiro was still recording, like the soul of a film director, from the top brass of the military.

"Dad! Order Furohito, stop messing with me!" Arata was upset.

But heedless, what the king of hell really wants. Several monsters and demons had fled within tens of kilometers of the crown prince's rampage.

The anger is childish. The hand of the king of hell is clenched. His face grew even more smiling, seeing the improvement in his son's abilities that even exceeded 2300 years ago.

Not giving his whole ability. Didn't want the Dungeon where his dream residence was destroyed. But from the anger of the demon god, maybe the gods have been provoked.

*

Just outside the current Dungeon, a huge storm occurred. Cracks of land are everywhere expelling lava. The sea water rose slowly, the sky became completely dark. The destruction of two realms is what happened.

A little more, the hell that has life, will merge with the human world. As a result, the demons and monsters almost disappeared for 2300 years. The situation is quite difficult, the lower (hell) who crawled trying to blend with nature is looking for its inhabitants.

There is almost no boundary between the human realm and the present hell. Spirits in condemnation roam, seeking human sacrifice.

A bad situation. Until the light comes down from the sky. The doors of the upper realms opened, hundreds of gods descended into the human world. The sky emperor, who looked really displeased.

But only for a moment, when the energy wave was felt. The man who knitted his forehead, using his ability to prevent the unification of the lower and middle realms.

"What's going on?" asked the sky emperor not to know what happened these 2300 years.

"Your majesty.please forgive--" said a deity who spoke behind him on the sidelines.

"What!?" sniffed the emperor. Not getting any reports at all.

"2300 years ago. Son of the king of hell, making a marriage plea. But the prince of heaven and the Goddess of nature gave the gift of poisonous wine. He and his wife drank it, the king of hell who did not receive his son poisoned and the death of his son-in-law, breaking through the seal of the middle realm. Attacking the middle realms, Arta sacrificed her life sealing the monsters and demons-always-." The god was silent for a moment, glancing at the look on the face of the first prince and the Goddess of nature who seemed to dislike him.

"Don't mind them! Continue your words!" resolute sky emperor.

"20 years ago the seal was broken. Demons and monsters roam the middle realms. But only in part, hell kings, demons, and monsters with high ability levels did not exist in the middle realm. Then about the energy wave and the creation of the demon god, probably because of the anger of Arata who rose again provoked." Said the god who was behind the sky emperor.

The sky emperor sighed violently. He can only slow down disaster. In the sense of slowing down the union of the middle with the lower realms. The only way to stop all this chaos is to restore the balance of nature.

Returning monsters and demons to the lower realms willingly. But how? The king of hell is a stubborn demon. Cannot be killed by him. And one more thing, the increase in the abilities of the demon god (Arata) was hard to stop.

"First prince!" The sky emperor called his son.

"I.iya father," the prince looked down in fear. Already knowing the decision he took without his father's knowledge was a big mistake.