Persephone tossed a thick red cloak onto Erica.
While looking the other person up and down, he began to speak:
"Try this."
As soon as she finished speaking, she stretched and yawned, elegantly elongating her body, and patted her lips with both hands, letting out a deep and long yawn.
"Don't worry, Hades has plenty of these things in his closet."
"I went to great lengths to get one from him and have it cut to your size."
Meanwhile, Victor, who had once again summoned Erica's soul back to the realm of the dead for training, took the opportunity to possess Erica's body.
He looked at the red cloak he was wearing, and a line of words appeared before his eyes:
Hades' Battle Cloak
[Description: A secret treasure of Hades, the ruler of the underworld, containing the king's mysterious power. It can summon storms and awaken the fires of hell.]
Hades' cloak was brought out by Persephone?
He looked at the crimson cloak in his hand and fell into deep thought.
Seeing that 'Erica,' clutching the crimson cloak, remained motionless, Persephone urged him on:
"What are you standing there for? Give it a try!"
Viktor looked up and saw Persephone's expectant eyes.
Since things have come to this, let's give it a try.
Victor spread his cloak.
The cloak drew a deep red arc in the air before landing on him.
At that moment, Erica's flesh and blood body was enveloped by a swirling vortex of raging fire, creating a scorching storm.
Flames and storms intertwined, and orange hellfire leaped in the black smoke.
Transforming into countless flickering fireflies, they outlined the fierce flames.
Upon seeing the scene before him, the weariness in Persephone's eyes vanished, replaced by a renewed spirit and a sparkle in his eyes.
Every time she saw Viktor's true face, she couldn't help but sigh.
A strong and handsome young man, but sadly, now only a soul remains, without a body.
At this moment, Victor, who was in the form of Erica, had already casually draped the crimson cloak over his shoulders.
He was strong and tall, and his handsome face carried a hint of aloofness that seemed to keep people at a distance.
His eyes were lowered, always gleaming with a deep and mysterious light.
However, there is one thing that seems out of place in this picture.
Victor was already wearing a trench coat, but now he put on a cape as well.
These two pieces of clothing always look a bit awkward when layered together.
Persephone looked at the cloak on Viktor's body, a satisfied gleam in his eyes.
Although it looks odd to wear the two pieces of clothing together, overall it still fits quite well.
It was worth all the effort she put into cutting it.
"How is it? No sense of rejection, right?"
Due to Viktor's unique soul constitution, any substance that comes into contact with him will be affected in a special way.
Not only things close to Viktor himself, but even items hanging on or worn by him, are difficult to keep in their original state for long.
Because these things are all ordinary objects, they cannot contain the natural power within Viktor.
After countless attempts and failures, Persephone searched almost the entire underworld.
During these days, she often came to look for Victor at night, and spent most of her time looking for Victor to conduct tests.
All he sought was a way to allow matter to coexist harmoniously with Victor's soul, without being repelled by its natural forces.
In this way, with this as the guiding principle, Persephone was able to create a suitable body for him.
However, after countless tests, the results were not ideal.
Left with no other option, Persephone turned to the power of the gods.
Viktor did not feel any discomfort after putting on Hades' trench coat.
They can even naturally utilize the magic within their bodies to unleash powerful fire magic.
Seeing the scene before him, Persephone pondered silently in his heart.
"It seems that in the end we still need to rely on the power of God."
Clearly, only the power of God could suppress the natural forces within Viktor.
Only the power of God could encompass his soul.
But this also presented Persephone with a new dilemma: the power required to create a body.
The strength required to create a body suitable for Victor far exceeds what a cloak can withstand.
It's one thing for her to take a little of Hades' divine power, but she can't possibly squeeze all of Hades dry.
Thinking of this, Persephone watched Viktor admiring himself in the mirror with satisfaction.
After experimenting with various elemental magics, he finally nodded:
"Perfectly suited."
This cloak is, after all, a creation of the gods, formed by Hades' divine power, so it cannot only have a strong capacity to contain things.
As Hades's possession, it even possesses the same power of judgment as Hades, and the ability to command hellfire.
This cloak, besides Erica, was the most suitable vessel for Victor's soul.
Simply put, it's of excellent quality; it may not fit perfectly, but it's definitely usable.
Seeing this, Persephone looked at Viktor with a smile:
"Then let's keep this size."
Then, with a gentle wave of her hand, Victor's cloak instantly transformed into a ball of blazing hellfire.
It traced a long arc in the air before finally landing in her palm.
As he felt his cloak disappear, Victor clearly sensed that a divine power residing in his soul was fading away with the flames.
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