The battlefield, once ablaze with malevolent flames, fell into a long silence.

When the blonde girl in the black trench coat stepped into the center of the arena, the surrounding blue-clad spectators stopped in their solemn black seats.

The empty eyes stared blankly at the ground below, their astonished and confused gazes fixed on the girl.

Blonde hair, black trench coat, young girl.

The moment when these three characteristics appear simultaneously in a single human being.

Without the slightest hesitation, all the spirits present instinctively recognized her identity.

Undoubtedly, these have become symbols of human heroes in their hearts.

They were initially puzzled as to why they hadn't seen the human hero in the Hell Trials, but instead, they had unexpectedly encountered the Hellfire General.

The appearance of the Hellfire General did indeed bring them satisfaction, after all, he represented the hope in the hearts of every dead soul.

But if this final trial did not end with the human hero Erica, they would always feel a little regret.

Now, Erica stands at the center of the battlefield, surrounded by countless bones.

She remained calm, her eyes cold, and extended her right hand to Hades.

Three fingers are held upright, making a gesture.

The agreement of three moves.

The scene before them made the spirits present understand Erica's intentions.

Some of them recalled with a mixture of surprise and delight.

When this human girl first stepped into the underworld through the gates of hell, she took the initiative to challenge Hades.

They were all present and witnessed Erica's challenge to Hades.

Their courage filled them with a surge of admiration.

At that time, she had not yet challenged the trials of hell, nor had she become the human hero she is today.

Hades then made a three-move agreement with her.

However, it seems that the situation has changed now.

The human girl stood once again on this battlefield.

It is also located in the place closest to the gates of hell, and also the place closest to the outside of the underworld.

She also raised three fingers, making a three-move agreement.

In an instant, a massive wave of cheers erupted across the vast battlefield of the kings.

A surge of excitement erupted from the high platform, rolling forward in wave after wave.

It engulfed all the blue-green ghosts and covered the entire center of the battlefield.

Hearing the lively cheers all around, Hades frowned slightly.

Seemingly slightly annoyed by the loud voices of the ghosts in the audience.

A crimson glint flashed in his eyes as he looked at Erica in front of him, focusing on her three outstretched fingers.

Hades certainly knew,

The 'girl' in front of me, although she looks like that human girl.

But the confidence and calmness he exuded all pointed to the man's unique temperament.

Does the way this feud began determine how it will end?

"Hmph, the roles have been reversed."

Hades slammed his crimson spear down heavily, embedding it several meters into the rubble beneath his feet, and stood there beside him.

He crossed his arms, his body, enveloped in blazing flames, exuding an invincible aura of kingly majesty.

With each breath, raging flames ignited the sky, stirring up all directions.

Hades knew that if he accepted Victor's offer of three moves, he would be putting himself in a passive defensive position.

He had personally experienced Victor's power.

Especially during those countless trials in hell, he knew all too well how terrifying the opponent's magic was.

But that's in the past.

At that time, Victor could defeat him with just one spell.

But at that time, Hades had not yet fully unleashed his power.

He is now at his peak.

In addition, Victor had already expended one spell after fighting two dark beings in the other dimension.

So now, Hades is very curious.

How exactly will Viktor challenge him now?

"Since you want to decide the outcome of the competition with me in this way."

"Then I will grant your wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his fists and turned his face upwards.

A deafening roar erupted from his body, like a thunderbolt crashing down.

The roar of the collapsing mountains echoed with each breath Hades took.

The explosion sounded as if the surrounding fiery space had violently dissipated.

The raging flames were drawn out from the edge of the space and surged toward the source of the shockwave.

At this moment, chaos and intense heat intertwined and enveloped Hades from head to toe.

The flames swelled even more as they gathered, and the terrifying heat emanated from his massive body, spreading ever further.

The battlefield of kings transformed into a vortex of raging fire at this moment.

Hades stood amidst the flames, bathed in the sea of ​​fire, feeling the raging power surging within his body.

At the same time, the enormous phantom behind him continued to absorb power.

The scorching flames even penetrated its veins, which were made of orange flames, causing its huge and robust body to swell even more.

His body shot straight into the sky, piercing through the battlefield where they fought for the title of king, and reaching the sky ablaze with fire.

Behind the terrifying phantom body, two deep holes suddenly split open, from which a pair of crimson wings stretched out.

They exude a wild beauty, raising clouds of dust.

Two sharp horns loomed faintly above the grotesque head, making the phantom's body even more ferocious.

The scorching heatwave and the invisible pressure descended together, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split apart, shattering the vast battlefield of the king into pieces.

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