Erica frowned, watching the threatening actions of the goddess before her.
However, just as she was about to confront her, the vengeful goddess suddenly stopped.
She stood there quietly, without moving.
In Erica's view, two slender goddesses slowly emerged from the darkness.
She was quite familiar with these two goddesses.
A woman with long hair cascading down to her ankles, her face etched with sorrow and pain.
The other was dressed in daring and revealing clothing, gripping a gleaming long blade tightly in his hand, his eyes flashing with a fierce chill.
They all have distinctive features, with one side having a different colored wing.
Grey and scarlet light emerged from their wings, intertwining with Nemesis's deep blue light.
Goddess of Sorrow, Goddess of Evil.
Each of these three gods was an opponent that Erica had defeated.
And now, they've all appeared here at the same time.
"So what now?"
Nemesis's voice was provocative as he coldly looked at Erica and said:
"This time, you will defeat all three of us at the same time."
...
Behind the screen that twinkled with stars, Victor witnessed Erica's fierce battle with the three gods.
After countless hours of hard training, Erica has become even stronger.
Even when surrounded by three gods, she showed no weakness.
However, they are not in an absolute advantage.
Victor calmly raised his head, his gaze returning to Nyx, his tone tinged with coldness:
"Is this your strategy?"
The trial content was changed, and all spectators were quarantined.
All this was so that these gods would join forces to secretly end Erica's life.
Once Erica falls, Victor will naturally be unable to return to her side.
Nyx looked down at Viktor and replied coldly:
"This is the best way to get rid of you."
Victor smiled and shook his head:
"It's really tough on you high-ranking gods."
"To go to such lengths to eliminate a mere human being like me."
He raised his head again, his cold gaze piercing through the air.
Looking directly at the aloof Nyx, his voice carried an even deeper chill:
"It's one thing to deal with me, but why kill an innocent girl?"
"In the eyes of you gods, is she also a 'virus'?"
Upon hearing these words, Nyx's face showed no change in emotion.
It was as if the fate of humanity was nothing but dust in her eyes.
She simply stated casually:
"To die and be reborn is merely another cycle of reincarnation. Just remember, in the next life, never touch the 'virus' again."
"Those who come into contact with the virus should be punished."
Viktor sighed softly, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery and disdain:
"I thought I was used to seeing stupid things."
"Alright."
After saying that, he closed his eyes.
He gently supported his chin with his fingers, his brows slightly furrowed, lost in thought.
Seeing Victor suddenly fall into deep thought, Nyx felt a strange curiosity and couldn't help but step forward to ask:
"what's on your mind?"
"Don't make a sound."
Victor glanced at Nyx with his indifferent gaze and said calmly:
"I'm thinking about how to kill you."
These words stirred a strange anger within Nyx.
Why is this human being, who is imprisoned in this dark building like an ant, still so arrogant?
"You are nothing but an invisible soul. Even if you had a body, how could you move freely in this depths of the underworld?"
Nyx had known all along that Victor was creating a new body, and she had planned everything in advance.
This is the lowest level of the underworld, and the closest place to hell.
Even if Victor regains his body, he will not be able to break free from his bonds here.
She believed that Victor was unlikely to cause any trouble here.
However, as soon as he said those words, it seemed to give Viktor a revelation.
A confident smile suddenly appeared on his face, relaxed and calm.
He glanced at Nyx and said with a smile:
"Indeed, I almost forgot that detail."
"Thank you for reminding me, otherwise..."
Before he finished speaking, a vortex of crimson fire suddenly emerged beneath Viktor.
It rose from the soles of his feet, slowly enveloping him and completely submerging his soul.
A burst of bright and dazzling flames suddenly rose from the ground, the brilliant red light illuminating the surrounding deep darkness and causing it to recoil slightly.
The flames swayed and danced before her amidst the scorching heat.
The firelight cast a unique blush on her fair skin.
Then, under her astonished gaze, the blazing fire gradually subsided.
At that moment, what appeared before Nyx was a warrior clad in crimson armor forged from hellfire.
The intricate patterns on the armor were obscure and difficult to decipher, but under the glow of hellfire, each pattern appeared majestic and mysterious.
The intense calm emanating from that helmet allowed Nyx to recognize his identity at a glance.
It's Victor.
The human who should have been trapped like a beast.
The next moment, a scarlet cloak emerged from behind his crimson armor like a river of lava.
Victor waved his arm, his cloak drawing a graceful arc in the air.
A crimson gaze burst forth from the gaps in the helmet, carrying a scorching heat and the threat of death.
This lion, which had slumbered in hell for a hundred years, has awakened once more, with an unstoppable momentum.
Nyx stared wide-eyed at the armor engulfed in hellfire, utterly shocked.
As if in response to her disbelief, a deep and anxious voice slowly rose from within the red armor.
A wave of intense heat swept across the space, but the cold ruthlessness it contained sent a chill down Nyx's spine.
"I've almost forgotten how to tear you apart with my own hands."
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