They knew that Victor was controlling two bodies.
However, he was fighting Hades so fiercely that they could even feel the sparks flying from the other side.
Surprisingly, Victor was able to remain alert to them even in this difficult environment, while inside another body.
Not to mention them, even Hades, who is now facing Victor, probably did not expect this.
While they were locked in a fierce battle on the battlefield, Victor still had the mind to look after these two dark flies.
Seeing the darkness where movement had somewhat stalled, 'Erica' seemed to sense its thoughts and said calmly:
"I have been on guard against you all along."
"From the moment you attempt to conceal yourselves."
As soon as the words were spoken, a chaotic, androgynous sound finally responded from within the darkness:
"Who exactly are you...?"
After struggling to decipher the two gods' vague and unique language, Erica's usual calm voice rang out once more:
"Didn't you already come to the answer?"
After saying this, 'Erica' arrogantly opened her arms and grinned.
Then, she spoke with unparalleled arrogance, as if declaring something to all the darkness:
"If you're treating me like a virus, you should have been prepared long ago..."
At the same time, Erica's palm turned over.
A heart emerged from the flames, its center adorned with a vibrant, crimson pupil that seemed to shimmer with life.
The Heart of Tartarus
"Be prepared to be eroded by this 'virus' of mine."
...
In the void enveloped by the flames of hell, a duel arena made of fiery rocks hangs suspended in mid-air.
The surrounding red rocks were covered with tiny cracks due to the immense pressure, and flickering flames spread across the battlefield.
Two groups of dead souls and skeletons still mingled together, engaged in an endless battle.
A bizarre, colorful wave completely enveloped the area surrounding the battlefield.
Amidst this chaotic heatwave, the center of the battlefield seemed to have been deliberately left with a vast open space.
Among them, two figures, their bodies entangled in flames, are facing each other.
Hades and Victor, both armed, stood facing each other with their guns pressed against each other, locked in a stalemate.
Just when the battle was at a stalemate, a crimson phantom roared behind Hades.
A phantom hand suddenly covered the spear, intertwined with his arm, and gripped the shaft.
The next second, Hades roared so loudly that the terrifying shockwave cracked the surrounding space.
The spear that had been conjured raised its tip, unleashing a terrifying slash that shot straight into the sky.
The moment the force burst forth, Viktor was thrown back by the force.
He tumbled several times in the air before landing heavily.
With his body slightly bent and one hand on the ground, he slid away across the rubble battlefield, leaving a long trail behind him.
Hades stared at the enemy before him, and the fury burning within him subsided slightly.
He glanced at Viktor with some disappointment:
"Now, you can't even get me to give it my all."
Amidst the other party's contempt, Viktor stood up again, shaking his slightly numb arm.
He raised his head again and looked at Hades.
The arm holding the spear straightened up, pointing directly at Hades' nose.
Then, in front of Hades, he slowly loosened his grip on the gun, letting the gun slide from his hand.
Thump!
A metallic sound rang out, and Hades' gaze followed the sound downwards.
This made him even more dissatisfied as he looked at Victor again.
"What's the meaning."
"I give up."
Viktor's voice echoed deep from inside his helmet.
Hades narrowed his eyes, staring at his suddenly defeated opponent, and tentatively said:
Do you understand what admitting defeat means?
Admitting defeat would mean that Viktor's previous efforts would be in vain, and all his plans and hard work in the Underworld would be for naught.
Therefore, Hades firmly believed that Victor would not give up so easily.
But Viktor simply responded with a nonchalant remark:
"Of course I know."
This time, it's clear that Viktor is genuinely willing to back down.
He knew that no matter how strong his close combat skills were, hitting Hades would only be like tickling him.
The power brought by immense prosperity could never compensate for the vast numerical gap between him and Hades.
Therefore, Viktor feigned helplessness and said:
"I am indeed no match for you in this body."
"so."
Hades frowned slightly upon hearing this.
Before he could react, an astonishing spell crashed down.
Sensing the impending danger, Hades swung his arm sharply, using his wrist guards to defend himself.
But the terrifying elemental chaos transformed into a cascading waterfall that plunged from the sky and crashed into the earth beneath Hades' feet.
His eyes widened instantly as he felt the immense pressure on his arm and watched helplessly as his massive body was engulfed by magic that shimmered with dazzling white light.
In an instant, a flash of white light appeared.
The majestic battlefield was swallowed up by the terrifying air currents emanating from it, and the brilliance of daylight enveloped every inch of the fiery space.
Countless souls stared at the scene before them, standing frozen on the high platform, their blue faces eerily pale in the white light.
Suddenly, they saw a figure in a trench coat in the center of the battlefield, and their eyes widened in surprise.
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