Snap!
A thud was heard, but all that could be seen was Erica falling heavily to the ground from the air.
Thanatos stood still, raised his illusory, jet-black arm, and examined it carefully.
Something's not right.
It shouldn't have knocked the opponent flying away so easily.
After all, it used a sickle, a sharp weapon, not a blunt one.
That transparent barrier shouldn't be that fragile; how could it break so easily?
It was filled with doubt and turned its gaze to the feet where Erica had just been standing.
A few fragments of broken earth remained in the center of the disc-shaped ground.
On the transparent wall, a flame was gradually dying out, leaving a bright red hole.
I see.
Thanatos suddenly realized.
It seems that the opponent used some means to forcibly withstand his attack and used the force to fly away.
They are quite clever, though.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze falling on Erica, who was struggling to get up.
Apart from that sharp wound, her body appeared to have no other obvious injuries.
She seems to have blocked the attack.
However, the force of the impact still made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Erica felt as if her internal organs were being churned and displaced, with a strong sense of twisting gathered inside her torso.
At that moment, Erica struggled to her feet, clutching one arm tightly.
But she was already on high alert.
The opponent was too fast; she couldn't even see the attack clearly.
If the other party hadn't deliberately reminded her, she probably wouldn't have been able to come up with a solution in that critical moment.
Erica longs to escape, but her heart is filled with intense despair.
Using the same body, Professor Victor was even able to defeat Hades.
But she herself was unable to defeat this Grim Reaper, whom the professor described as inferior to Hermes.
This made Erica feel extremely ashamed.
But the next second, Erica froze on the spot.
Time seemed to stand still all around, with only a faint hum of air passing by.
bass--
A black shadow flashed by, and Thanatos, draped in a tattered cloak, was already standing behind her.
Its dark pupils simultaneously emitted a wisp of crimson light.
Like Erica's death line.
"it's over."
"I will not give you the slightest chance."
The scythe fell, and space shattered.
Swish—
...
Black smoke rose up, swirled in the air a few times, and then transformed into a deep red cloak.
Hades’ enormous blue body appeared in the archives.
He moved back and forth among countless filing cabinets, his eyes fixed on the books containing the records.
"Hey, what are you looking for?"
A playful voice suddenly rang out beside me.
Upon hearing the voice, Hades immediately knew who had arrived.
Looking back, I saw Persephone sitting among a pile of books.
She was swaying back and forth with one long, white leg crossed over her shoulder, and the allure beneath her skirt was faintly visible through her white dress.
In her hand, she was also shaking a thick book.
Seeing this, Hades scratched his head and couldn't help but ask:
"Madam, what are you doing here?"
"Just like you, looking for something."
Persephone jumped down from the pile of books and handed the books in his hand to Hades.
"What you want to see is here."
Hades took the book, and with a large hand gently landing, he carefully turned the pages of the book, which was no bigger than his finger.
The books, bearing the marks of time, slowly opened, revealing contents that record human myths and legends.
Hades squinted, brought the book closer, and carefully turned the pages with his two fingers.
As he looked, he added:
"I just want to know about that human's power; I'm very interested in his special natural power."
Then, he pinched a page with two fingers and turned to the place he wanted to see.
"Yes, I found it."
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