Chapter 579 Completely Schemed Against



No soul can answer this question.

They can only carefully hide in the darkness, trying their best to avoid being burned by the light.

As the spirits fled, the light gradually climbed up the wall above the writing desk.

It was as if he were gently stroking Persephone's slender and graceful arm.

Upon seeing this, Persephone gracefully jumped down from the enormous throne.

With slow and solemn steps, surrounded by light, they slowly walked out of the underworld.

There was no sun in the sky above the underworld, but the intense and mysterious light seemed to fill the entire underworld.

Persephone raised her head, letting the golden light gently flow into her eyes.

This warmth spread throughout her body, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

As an evergreen goddess, she is not afraid of this light; on the contrary, she feels more comfortable bathing in it.

After all, seeds need the nourishment of light.

Seeing the scene before him, Persephone naturally understood the reason for the surge of light.

She spoke slowly, her voice tinged with a hint of emotion:

"The Goddess of Night abandoned the rules and left the Mansion of Night."

In the underworld, the most common source of light is hellfire, and that faint flame is mostly used as a lamp to guide the souls of the dead.

The intense sunlight was kept out by the darkness of night, because none of the souls in the underworld could withstand its dazzling light.

Although the sun does not appear in the underworld, the light transmitted from the human world continues to flow into the underworld.

They attempted to spread light throughout the entire underground world.

Therefore, Nyx, as the goddess of the night, must always remain in the Dark Mansion.

This is to ensure that the entire underworld is always shrouded in darkness, unaffected by sunlight.

Was it for her beloved?

As a god, Persephone probably couldn't understand the actions of the goddess of the night.

For love, they are even willing to abandon the responsibilities they bear.

But Persephone, being a woman herself, could understand her desire to pursue her true love.

Looking at the underworld shrouded in light before him, Persephone gently placed his hands on his lower abdomen and looked up at the sky.

In her eyes, beneath the bright light, a black afterimage flashed by like a shooting star.

"I knew you would make this choice."

Persephone muttered to herself, acknowledging the fact she had expected.

That's why she sent Hades to cause trouble for Erebus first.

Although Erebus was not involved, only in this way could Nyx willingly leave the Dark Mansion.

Meanwhile, Nyx had already reached the top of the underworld, where she was presumably about to meet the dark god.

This also gave Persephone some time.

They turned around and gazed at the souls hiding in the underworld.

Even as the light bursts forth, the protection of the underworld will prevent these souls from being scattered.

However, they will still suffer a little for a while under the sunlight.

So now,

"It's time to go see our little hero."

Persephone turned his head, a slight smile playing on his lips.

As soon as she finished speaking, she lifted her white dress, spun around on the spot, and transformed into a wisp of chaotic, intertwined pink petals.

A spring breeze swept by, stirring up and scattering peach blossoms.

The soft pink hue appeared even more gentle under the light.

...

The land, forged from iron ore, sits atop lava.

The soil was ablaze with fierce flames and covered with shattered, reddish rocks.

Terrifying flames intertwined with boiling lava, with bubbles constantly bursting forth.

On the scorched earth, a tall and magnificent marble platform emerged.

However, the land has been shattered by the fierce fighting.

The surrounding giant pillars collapsed, and the pedestal crumbled.

Even lava was rampant within it.

In the center of the platform, only a blonde girl with her hair ends charred black remained, kneeling on the ground.

Her body was covered in wounds, and blood was gushing out.

At this moment, Erica had dried blood on the corner of her mouth, and her once clear eyes showed deep weariness.

Even one of his eye sockets turned bluish-purple, making him appear particularly pained.

She struggled to keep her heavy eyelids open.

His clothes were tattered and torn, with tattered strips of cloth hanging on his body.

Large swaths of skin, stained with blood, were exposed to the scorching air.

One of her sleeves had been torn off and was forced to be tied around her injured arm, stained deep red with blood.

All day long.

Erica felt she had reached her mental limit.

Every breath felt like teetering on the brink of collapse.

My body is now overwhelmed, with various injuries all over my body, and even the slightest movement of my limbs is excruciatingly painful.

The only thing on her body that was completely undamaged was her black trench coat.

This trench coat is the embodiment of Professor Victor's soul.

Thinking of this, Erica crossed her two trembling arms and grabbed the collar of her trench coat.

She pulled herself closer, hugging herself tightly, as if seeking a sliver of warmth.

It's so cold.

Erica felt she was about to give up.

Just as her vision began to blur, a fluttering sound of wings filled the air.

She was drawn by the sudden sound and strained to look up.

A blurry black figure seemed to be approaching her.

Erica didn't see clearly that the crow was carrying a dew-covered flower petal in its beak until it was less than three meters away from her.

Vega landed lightly on Erica's shoulder.

Erica slowly reached out and took the pink petal.

She trembled as she raised the petal to her lips, letting the clear dew drip into her mouth.

call--

Instantly, a feeling of coolness mixed with warmth spread throughout her body.

As the bloody sweetness and dryness in her mouth gradually dissipated, Erica felt her spirits recover somewhat.

She came to her senses, looked around at the ruined scene, and was momentarily at a loss.

The next second, in her confusion, she heard a sharp and unique call from the crow on her shoulder:

"Have you given up already?"

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