"Truly, you are the epitome of cunning and treachery, Viktor."
Viktor didn't react much to Vega's words.
He simply arched his body slightly, his whole body like a fully drawn bow, ready to shoot out at the next moment.
"Now, it's time to close the net."
As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed off backward, his entire body leaping out like a giant arrow in a raging fire, tearing through space in an instant.
The blue flames flowing from the helmet traced a long, thin trail of fire in the air.
Hades, sensing the flow of the wind, immediately focused his attention.
Seeing the spear thrust out of Viktor's hand, he also swung his own spear.
clang!
A crisp sound echoed throughout the arena as the two figures stood almost touching.
The gun barrels were pressed together, locked in a stalemate for a long time.
Hades sneered as he looked at Victor, who was launching an attack.
"Hmph, instead of dodging, you're going to come straight at me?"
Despite saying that, he was still somewhat surprised.
Is this the same dog thief he just fought?
How did their strength suddenly increase so much?
Could it be because of the staff that was stuck in the ground earlier?
He quickly recalled that Victor seemed to have just stuck a staff into the ground.
Today, that staff still rests on the earth.
Even so, you want to compete with me in strength?
Instantly, a terrifying power surged into the massive fiery phantom behind Hades.
A crimson light spread across the phantom's body, and Hades's thick arms swelled even more.
Muscles are knotted and blood vessels are dilated.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful aura rippled outwards.
Explosive hellfire surged forth from beneath the shattered and cracked earth.
A terrifying pressure swept down, causing this battlefield of kings to tremble in shock.
The cracks stretched for miles, and the towering edges of the arena roared, with many fine cracks appearing on the rocks.
Even the fiery space further away was shaken, causing a wave to ripple, with raging flames breaking apart and rising up, intertwining and swirling.
Even Viktor was thrown several meters away by the sudden surge of force.
He took the opportunity to spin twice in the air to adjust his posture and looked at Hades from the air.
As expected, even the power gained from immense prosperity could not surpass Hades.
He truly deserves to be called the true god who liberates all power.
Victor narrowed his eyes as he looked at Hades's overflowing health bar.
Just as he was about to land, Victor threw the spear in his hand into the ground.
The spear tip pierced deep into the ground beneath him, like a spring ready to launch.
Using the momentum of his leap, he landed on the shaft of the spear.
As soon as the spear was subjected to this force, its body bent slightly.
Using this force, the gun bounced back, and Viktor transformed into a crimson meteor, instantly piercing through the air.
At the same time, he swung his hand backward.
As if summoned, the spear buried deep in the earth emerged from the ground and flew toward Victor's palm.
He charged toward Hades with powerful momentum, his spear pointing forward, aimed at Hades' face.
Hades' eyes flashed with the solemnity of a decisive battle. He gripped his spear tightly with both hands, his legs slightly bent, ready to take the hard blow.
However, Victor's doubled strength made this impact almost unstoppable.
Hades' spear held out for only a moment before Victor's attacks swept across his face like a storm.
It even left a thin, long bloody mark on his fiery red face.
Finally, Victor turned around, kicked off Hades' spear, and quickly retreated to a safe distance.
As Hades reached out to wipe away the bloodstains, a tremendous cheer erupted from the surrounding audience seats.
Seeing this, Hades couldn't help but feel a surge of unease.
Why didn't these ghosts cheer when he was fighting so fiercely?
On the contrary, the dogs started howling as soon as the dog thief had a slight advantage?
However, just as he was getting agitated, Hades suddenly sensed something strange approaching.
He turned around instantly and swung his crimson spear in a circular slash.
boom!
A heavy slash fell, instantly cleaving three skeletons wielding weapons in mid-air.
Under the terrifying shockwave, they all turned into dust and dissipated.
He looked up and saw that Victor had raised an arm and was facing him.
The arm on the armor was wreathed in green, ghostly smoke.
Seeing this, he narrowed his eyes and sneered with displeasure:
"If you think you can't win, then call for help? This kind of battle is really unfair."
But the only response he received was Victor's indifferent voice coming through his crimson armor:
“True wars never talk about fairness, Lord Hades.”
Upon hearing this, Hades paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Kid, I've been in countless wars, do you think I don't know that?"
"But you really did remind me."
Then, a swarm of orange undead warriors, as if born from flames, began to rise like a vortex.
Their figures are quite similar to those demons that once hovered on the first level of the Hell Trial.
Each of them held a gleaming black spiked club in their hand.
However, the dozen or so undead warriors were far from enough to satisfy Hades.
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