Rock fragments flew everywhere, and even the rocky high ground at the edge of the battlefield could not escape the erosion of cracks, turning into floating ruins.
This scene left the surrounding ghostly spectators dumbfounded, bewildered by the deafening explosion.
Even Persephone couldn't help but straighten his posture.
Her gaze was fixed intently on Hades, a slight smile playing on her lips:
"It's finally time to take this seriously."
"Hades, the king of the underworld."
As the enormous, demonic phantom crossed its arms, a chaotic aura attempting to tear apart the heavens spread out.
The battlefield of kings crumbled and shattered under this indescribable majesty, with blazing flames swirling in the air before finally converging on Hades.
A chaotic sound suddenly resounded.
It sounded like the howls of countless dead souls, echoing in all directions:
"In the name of Hades, your challenge."
His eyes were calm as water, but the fire within them burned ever more fiercely.
He stood with his arms crossed on the shattered earth, slowly extending a hand and pointing it at Erica's face.
"I accept."
At that moment, enveloped in flames, cheers erupted like a torrent, drowning out all other sounds.
Upon hearing this, Erica looked at Hades in front of her and chuckled.
Because their battle could no longer continue.
Both sides knew perfectly well that even with continuous exchanges, it would be difficult to determine a winner.
Even if Hades ultimately wins, it will only be because Victor is exhausted and wins by one move.
Hades, who sought justice, would never have wanted that kind of victory.
Therefore, Hades accepted the challenge of these three moves.
In this way, the final battle will end.
However, just as Hades had thought.
It is indeed difficult for Victor to use his remaining magic to unleash more powerful spells now.
However, he had other methods.
"So."
Under the watchful eyes of countless departed souls, 'Erica' slowly raised a finger.
"The first move."
She reached out and snapped her fingers lightly.
The next second, a red cloak flew through the flames like a bird and gracefully floated in front of 'Erica'.
Hades paused for a moment upon seeing the cloak.
That was his cloak, the very foundation of Victor's body, which was built upon divine power.
Without it, it would mean that Victor had given up his divine body.
He was curious about what Victor was trying to do.
Erica raised her head, her eyes fixed on the bright red cloak that had fallen in front of her.
Hades' Battle Cloak
With a serious gaze, his lips moved slightly.
"I am grateful for the gift from the God of the Underworld. May the boundless divine power be transformed into my body and veins, and may I invoke the boundless laws."
Her words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating a series of ripples.
Then, one after another, the objects of the gods, like falling stars, passed through the flames.
A mysterious money bag full of gold coins, and a light cloud dozing off.
They swirled around the cloak like living organisms.
Charon's Gold Coin Bag
Hypnos's Dream Clouds
Only now does Hades realize this.
No wonder Victor's Hellfire Armor disappeared just now.
It seems that he has broken down his own body into the divine power of other gods.
Do you want to use these divine powers to deal with him?
At this moment, Hades's gaze gradually turned serious.
But the chanting continued.
"A million gods chant and call, and the Corridor of the Underworld will bloom from here."
"A thing suspended in the void, sinking into the broken and ethereal."
In an instant, divine tokens of all shapes and sizes appeared one after another, like rain falling on the plateau.
The Rotten Finger Bone of Eurynomus
The Doom Gem of Moros
【Ether's Sky Wings】
【Karl's Destructive Blade Horn】
[Nemesis's List of Names]
...
They swirled around the red cloak, exuding a mysterious and awe-inspiring aura.
The faint light seemed dazzling against the backdrop of the scorching battlefield.
Finally, 'Erica' opened her palm.
As if summoned, a jet-black, sharp scythe slowly floated down and was held in her palm.
Thanatos's Scythe of Death
"And together with all souls, the light of annihilation will break free from the sea of suffering created by the gods."
The scythe, bathed in a cold, ethereal light, slowly rose above the cloak.
Gently tap towards the center.
The chanting subsided slowly, as if even the air itself had frozen.
"now."
"When silence echoes."
Enveloped in that faint light, it was like a pebble falling into a lake, creating a gentle ripple.
Buzz—
[Superior Magic: Light Spreading Through the Shattered Abyss]
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