The training conducted on Erica was very helpful.
About half a month later.
In that arena of bones, Erica was no longer being beaten and forced to run away in fear as before.
At first, after entering the arena, she could only last a short while before being overwhelmed by the ever-flowing bones.
However, she is now able to handle it with ease, spending an entire hour in it without any trouble.
This is already a huge improvement.
And just as Vega guessed...
Erica's popularity is no longer as high as before.
Half a month has passed, and not many souls will come to the underworld just to catch a glimpse of Erica.
Although occasionally some ghosts would be unusually enthusiastic when they met Erica, whispering behind her back.
The content was nothing more than praise and admiration for her.
But it is clear that such discussions have greatly decreased compared to before.
Therefore, Erica desperately needs to regain her reputation through combat.
At this moment, amidst a large group of minotaurs wielding long-handled axes and standing on two legs, Erica was nimbly dodging.
She leaped and rolled, narrowly avoiding the blows of several falling heavy axes.
Rocks flew everywhere, and the earth cracked.
Erica slightly turned her body, instantly focusing her attention to avoid a charging Minotaur.
Just as the Minotaur passed by, Erica turned around and drew the slender scythe hanging on her back.
A cold glint flashed, and a headless, muscular body, still charging forward on its two hooves, appeared.
Until they fell into the lava outside the edge of the trial grounds.
Blood splattered, drops of crimson blood dripping from the cold, gleaming blade.
A bull's head, with its eyes wide open and pupils dilated, rolled onto the ground.
Erica swung her cold blade, flicking the blood hanging from the scythe and leaving a trail on the ground.
With a stomp of his foot, he launched a final assault on the minotaurs who were still raising their long-handled axes.
The scythe flashed through the air as Erica's graceful figure moved among the cattle.
Avoiding every attack while reaping their lives.
Blood, like flowers, scattered behind Erica, blooming like blossoms.
Finally, Erica landed gracefully on the ground, putting distance between herself and the headless minotaur.
He retreated to a safe area and slowly caught his breath.
At this moment, countless souls in the surrounding audience erupted in cheers and shouts like a tidal wave.
However, Erica is still on the path of trials and has no time to be distracted.
She took advantage of the brief break to quickly look up and wipe the sweat from her forehead.
And then he turned his gaze to the words burning with crimson flames in the sky.
The Sixth Trial – Defeat the Minotaur Herd
Half a month later, Erica once again challenged the Hell Trial.
The hundred minotaurs in front of them had already been reduced by a third.
Erica felt a sense of bewilderment and confusion as she faced this group of strange minotaurs.
I have no idea where these minotaurs came from.
Legend has it that Hades, the god of the underworld, harbored a deep loathing for the Minotaur.
Therefore, the first Minotaur was placed in the Hell Trial.
This also means that it will be slaughtered countless times by countless reckless trial participants.
However, in a short period of time, the number of Minotaur had grown to an incomprehensible size.
Despite the thousands of trial participants taking the stage, none could kill this incredibly powerful creature with its astonishing reproductive capacity.
Most importantly, they are all strong and healthy.
Not only are they extremely strong, but their humanoid bodies also make them more agile than normal cows.
So now, killing more than thirty minotaurs is already Erica's limit.
Despite her exhaustion, Erica found herself increasingly angry as she looked at the group of minotaurs.
She had an urge to kill all of these minotaurs, leaving none alive.
Just as anger was rising in her heart, a minotaur quietly crept up behind her.
It slowly raised the long-handled axe in its hand, staring greedily at Erica's back.
Then the minotaur boldly took two steps, his eyes bloodshot, foaming at the mouth, and charged at Erica from behind.
The cow's hooves pounded on the steel testing ground, leaving deep hoofprints wherever they went.
Its charge seemed unstoppable, yet its terrifying power aroused Erica's high alert.
She raised her eyes slightly and spotted the minotaur charging towards her.
The air currents surged, and space became still.
Indeed, the power of this charge was terrifying.
But Erica, who had experienced many battles, did not panic and quickly adjusted her breathing.
He then flipped the sickle in his hand and swung it horizontally.
The flash of light sliced through the air, cleaving the attacking minotaur in two at the waist.
Meanwhile, in the center of the stands, Hades and Persephone sat side by side on the deep red seats.
He watched Erica's battle intently.
Hades grew increasingly angry as he looked at the minotaurs below.
For some reason, as he looked at the scene before him, he couldn't help but think of how Persephone had been going to see Viktor late at night recently.
I have no idea what they're all doing.
Hades, unable to suppress his doubts, asked Persephone:
"Madam, why have you been going to see that dog thief so often lately?"
Persephone was watching the battle below with great interest. Upon hearing this, she slowly turned her head and calmly replied:
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