This time, all around the underworld were various island worlds that looked like clouds.
Erica mistakenly thought she had ascended to a great height.
These floating islands are gently swaying.
The land beneath their feet was devoid of any buildings, except for broken rubble and bricks.
The surrounding darkness was deep and mysterious, and the silence filled Erica with fear and chill.
Erica knew that this was still the underworld.
The black sky was filled with the aura of death, with only sparse firelight serving as guiding lights.
Erica had no idea who would be waiting for her behind the tenth door.
She only knew that her alertness had reached its peak, as if facing a formidable enemy, and her eyes keenly scanned her surroundings.
After all, his current situation is not optimistic.
Although much has been recovered, it is far from enough.
Exhaustion remains her biggest disadvantage.
Immediately afterwards, a swirling vortex of air suddenly emerged from the surrounding darkness, completely enveloping Erica.
She instinctively reached out to block, preparing for a possible battle.
However, the expected battle did not occur, and the two gods she feared most did not appear before her.
Instead, it was a god lying on a cloud, wearing an eye patch, with pale hair puffed up and scattered, whose gender was indiscernible.
The clouds below have large mouths, exhaling bubbles of varying sizes.
Hypnos, the god of sleep
Erica knew it because it had also been the one Erica had challenged.
That cloud is a manifestation of its divine power.
To be honest, Erica felt guilty for a long time after she challenged and defeated Hypnos.
After all, the other party had no intention of fighting her at all.
However, in the end, Erica still took action against it because of those divine relics.
Erica breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it now.
It should be the most benevolent deity in the entire underworld.
Judging from the looks of it, this door should be easy to get through.
However, just as she was having this thought, Hypnos, wearing a white eye patch, slowly lifted the eye patch in front of him.
Two eyes, like the deep starry sky, were revealed, empty and mysterious.
"Human, I've seen you before."
"But you look very tired."
Before she could finish speaking, Erica suddenly felt a strange sense of unease.
Her body and consciousness seemed shrouded in a heavy fog, becoming unusually heavy.
This is bad...
"No...no..."
Did Hypnos use his divine power?
She cannot sleep; if she falls asleep, she will fail this trial.
But even gods find it difficult to resist Hypnos's hypnotic arts.
Ultimately, Erica could only feel her body growing heavier and heavier, her eyelids heavy, and she could no longer keep them open.
Thump.
Her consciousness was plunged into endless darkness...
...
Gradually, a warm feeling enveloped Erica.
She felt as if she were floating on gentle water.
The surrounding area was filled with rising warm steam, and the white mist obscured the scenery.
She floated lightly on the surface of the hot spring water, enjoying this comfortable moment, and almost didn't want to leave.
But as her consciousness gradually cleared, Erica couldn't help but feel a little confused.
She slowly opened her eyes and found herself in a shimmering hot spring.
The surrounding heat gently drifted, and the water softly enveloped her body.
Everything seemed so real that she could clearly feel her fatigue gradually dissipating.
But……
Where are my clothes?
Her heart tightened, and she subconsciously looked down to check.
In the hazy white steam, she could clearly see the outline of that part of her body.
It shouldn't be considered small...
Erica thought to herself.
But suddenly, she realized something was wrong.
No, wait, a trench coat!!!
That trench coat is not only a symbol of Victor, but also embodies his soul, equivalent to one of his current physical bodies.
Erica's face suddenly turned red.
She's not wearing anything right now.
Doesn't that mean that Professor Victor had direct contact with her?
She quickly turned her head and reached behind her, but only touched the flow of liquid and moist steam.
My trench coat is gone!
This did not reassure Erica; instead, it made her even more panicked.
But soon, Erica no longer needed to worry.
Just as she turned her head, she heard a soft splash.
Erica stood up alertly and turned her head away.
Her gaze was fixed on a suit of armor engulfed in flames before her.
The other person, with his signature indifferent attitude, sized Erica up.
Then, a familiar, cold, and slightly authoritative voice came from inside the helmet:
Why am I here?
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