Chatty Hollywood

Chapter 402: Lord of Hell

"Has it been discovered?"

Dracula shook his head.

No, it is no longer possible to call him "Dracula".

"How did you see it?"

"How can real ghosts easily tell others their essential rules?"

Charlotte shrugged.

"So, as Dracula explained your rules in more detail, I began to doubt. Moreover, even if for some reason, you once told Dracula of your rules, he couldn't just tell me. Bar?"

"……You're right!"

"Dracula" knocked his head with his hands.

"It's been a long time since we didn't use human brains to think about problems. Some details are not so clear."

"So, are you really the lord of **** you just mentioned?"

Charlotte has a serious face,

"Are you here in the beginning, or halfway—"

"I replaced Dracula halfway!"

The Lord of Hell explained,

"Dracula used my power to steal the power of the ghost from Mephistopheles or Xu Fu, so I can force him to descend when I need it."

"Is it forced to come?"

Charlotte, who had descended through Charlize's body, naturally understood the meaning.

However, he didn't know the difference between a ghost and a living being when a ghost descended through the presence of another ghost.

Of course, what is more important now is another question——

"What are you here for?"

Charlotte asked.

"You can't really be a person who can't be mentioned by name, are you? — Once someone mentions your name, you will feel it?"

"How is that possible?"

The Lord of Hell laughed and said,

"Just like I told you, in this world, **** has countless names, and the lord of **** also has countless names-if you respond to everyone's call, then what is the difference between me and the so-called God?"

"God does not exist!"

Charlotte said solemnly.

"But I am real!"

The Lord of Hell blinked.

"Actually, we have met before."

"Meet it!?"

Charlotte was taken aback, but saw the Lord of Hell in front of him point her arm with her finger.

"It's you--"

Charlotte reacted all of a sudden.

"It's you who left that red mark like a countdown on my arm? Could it be that you are in the gate of hell—"

"Yes."

The Lord of Hell nodded.

"I am the consciousness in the gate of hell. It is not impossible to say that I am the consciousness of the gate of hell."

"Then we can indeed say that we are old acquaintances."

Charlotte was really nervous now.

Although the previous matter was a bit complicated, it did not exceed his grasp after all. But now, if the lord of **** is really the consciousness in the gate of hell...

"But why do you leave those red marks on my arm? Warning?"

"That's not bad?"

The Lord of Hell shrugged.

"However, that was just my instinctive reaction."

"Instinctive reaction?"

"Yes."

The Lord of Hell nodded.

"You should be able to understand that I am actually a half-god and half-ghost, right?-A pure **** will not have a human mind like me-so naturally I also have my own rules."

"Because I have existed for too long, my consciousness as a human being would usually fall asleep--at that time, without the interference of human consciousness, I was a complete god."

"Are the gods in charge of hell?"

Charlotte understood.

"Because I brought other ghosts out of hell, I was noticed by your consciousness when you were in a **** state, right?"

"Yes."

The face of the lord of **** was a little solemn,

"Although what I represent is not death in the true sense, but only the world of death in people's imagination. But in the end, the dead cannot be resurrected, and it can still be regarded as the iron rule. Naturally, I will pay special attention to the saboteurs."

"I see!"

Charlotte nodded.

"This is indeed a bit troublesome! But in fact, even if I violate your rules, you can't kill me directly? At least when your human consciousness is still asleep, should it be?"

"Why do you think so?"

The Lord of Hell looked at Charlotte strangely with an expression of "who gave you the courage".

Charlotte is not timid at all,

"Because according to what you just said, what you represent is actually the imagination and fear of the world after death in the hearts of the world, not death itself, right?"

"That's right!"

"Since you don't represent death itself, then naturally you can't directly kill the living according to your own rules!"

Charlotte affirmed,

"In fact, no matter whether you are the lord of **** in the myths and legends of various countries, one thing is certain-the **** in charge of death cannot take the lives of living people at will. The **** of death is more in charge of The dead, not the living."

"indeed so!"

The Lord of Hell sighed.

"I didn't expect you to see it."

"So, not to reveal your details at will is the criterion for ghosts when facing exorcists!"

There was a bit of sarcasm in Charlotte’s words, but the Lord of Hell didn’t care at all.

"But I didn't tell you all my details! And you are not a particularly persistent exorcist!"

"But I still understand the rules you made for yourself!"

"so what!?"

The lord of **** asked,

"Can you still make people not afraid of death?"

"this……"

"My rules are based on the world's fear of death~lightnovelpub.net~No one can change this at all!"

The lord of **** seemed very confident, and he waved his hand.

"Don't tell me about the advancement of science and technology, the development of medicine, etc. History has proven that-the better the life, the more people will only fear death."

"This is the same as what you said earlier. The concept of heaven is actually the same as you proposed-the more hope and beauty people have, the more they date and fear that they will fall into **** after death."

Charlotte has thoroughly understood the thinking of the Lord of Hell. He feels that the other party is actually a philosopher from a certain perspective.

"You didn't choose to represent the entire world's imagination of death, but only the part of **** that people fear. It is also out of this line of thinking?"

"Yes!"

The Lord of Hell nodded.

"Furthermore, what we ghosts originally needed was human fear-fear of **** can give me strength, but the yearning for heaven can't bring me."

"indeed."

Charlotte also nodded.

"But in this way, what your rules can really affect is actually only the ghosts left behind after people die? So before I only met you when I opened the door of **** with magic!"

"That's right!"

The Lord of Hell laughed,

"Although I have gained countless mana from the world's fear of death, the rules that I represent as a **** can actually affect the scope of it is very small."

"It can be said that only those of you who are connected with spells or ghosts can encounter the part of my god. But—"

"This doesn't mean that I can't use spells independently with the consciousness of the human part!"

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