At this moment, Thanatos was covered in sweat, and his dark, ghostly body trembled uncontrollably.
It knelt on the ground, but a strong buzzing sound echoed from the ghost's head.
The surrounding air seemed to be struck by that fierce cold air, vibrating rapidly and emitting bursts of whistling sounds.
Just now, it seemed to have almost died.
The other person simply reached out and easily grabbed it.
It's hard to imagine that if the human had gone all out, it might not be alive here anymore.
The more Thanatos recalled the scene, the more apprehensive he became.
It was almost torn apart by that intense and chilling aura.
Now, as a spirit, it has completely lost the will to fight.
In its mind, not only did Erica's calm emotions echo, but also her slightly lowered eyes.
The intense chill emanating from the opponent was like ten thousand ice spears piercing its very soul.
In that instant, Thanatos felt as if he had personally fallen into an icy hell.
As a grim reaper, it couldn't even bear the contempt of its opponent.
This is absolutely terrifying.
It couldn't understand how a human could possess such deep and sharp eyes.
That gaze seemed to regard it as prey.
Its gaze seemed to see through its entire body, even directly touching its weaknesses as a soul.
What's even more terrifying is that the other party's eyes seem to be clearly considering how to completely eliminate it.
This is too dangerous.
Thinking of this, Thanatos raised his head again.
His gaze was fixed on the deep darkness in the distance. He barely opened his half-closed eyes and steadied his unsteady body.
Fortunately, the other party eventually let it go.
Perhaps, in the other party's eyes, fighting it is not worth mentioning at all.
Indeed, Thanatos should even feel fortunate now.
It's hard to imagine that a god in the underworld would be so pathetic in front of a human.
This also indirectly confirms some facts.
It recalled Erica's cold and indifferent gaze, and its body involuntarily shivered again.
That look in his eyes was completely different from how he looked during the intense battle.
"Not the same person..."
Absolutely not.
Thanatos was certain of it.
Not long ago, it fought with that human girl for a long time.
As the Grim Reaper, he is particularly sensitive to the living.
With each move, Thanatos had already memorized his opponent's characteristics.
Those clear eyes held a wise resolve and a strong courage, yet deep within them lurked a subtle fear.
It could never be that calm gaze that had just made it tremble.
The other person's eyes were filled with contempt for everything and an inviolable confidence in their own strength.
If just now, if it had actually engaged in that imagined battle with the other side.
The only outcome is that it is doomed to die.
Therefore, Thanatos's speculation may not be entirely wrong.
The one who truly passed the trials of hell was someone else.
But why didn't that human just show himself from the beginning, instead of waiting until all the dust had settled before appearing?
And what did she do after that battle?
Thanatos was filled with intense doubt.
"Oh right, my weapon..."
Thanatos remembered that its weapons were missing.
That scythe is not just a weapon it uses to harvest souls.
It can also be used as a key to freely enter various areas deep within hell.
But that human...
Thanatos couldn't help but begin to seek answers.
Its ghostly hands clapped lightly, and a transparent curtain appeared before them, reflecting the scenes of the depths of hell.
In those layers of hellish scenes, countless souls are enduring agonizing torment.
Thanatos, who did not find anything strange, continued to swipe the screen until it shifted to a dark space.
In this final layer, there is nothing but endless darkness.
But upon seeing this, Thanatos froze on the spot.
Its body, which had just managed to stabilize, began to tremble again, and intense terror spread throughout its body.
Those astonished eyes widened in shock, disbelief filling the depths of their pupils.
What about the Bone Arena?
My arena of bones is huge!?
...
At this moment, Erica, with light steps, had already stepped out of the Copper Castle.
Standing outside the flowerbed of ashes that had been burned to ashes were countless dead soldiers.
They were looking into the bronze fortress with great curiosity.
As they looked around, they noticed a blonde girl slowly walking out from inside.
This glance startled all of these undead soldiers.
This scene horrified all the undead soldiers.
"Look, the human heroes have come out first."
"Doesn't that mean... Lord Death was defeated by a human hero?"
"That's incredibly powerful."
Erica walked out unharmed.
Her steps were light, her breathing steady, and her face remained calm and confident.
Hanging behind her was a blood and flesh scythe, entirely black and exuding a sinister aura.
All the undead soldiers in the field recognized the scythe.
It originally belonged to Thanatos.
This discovery caused the void flames deep within the eyes of all the dead to burn even more fiercely, their light revealing utter astonishment.
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