It is a mixture of various forces, and what ultimately emerges is a power that even the gods would fear.
But this force...
That's right, it includes not only the power of the gods.
It seems that even the million souls of the dead were sacrificed within it.
So, Persephone asked Viktor somewhat hesitantly:
"Where did you take those million souls?"
She did allow Victor to use those million dead souls as his power.
But she didn't agree to let Victor release them as disposable fireworks.
Upon hearing this question, Viktor replied calmly:
"I will let them return to the world in a better way."
Victor will not allow them to be reincarnated, as that would cause them to lose their original memories.
Correspondingly, they will also forget their faith in Vega.
Once these believers are lost, Vega's million-strong faith power will vanish without a trace.
You can't just kill the chicken after it has laid the egg; using it only once is definitely not Viktor's style.
Upon hearing Viktor's reply, Persephone's mouth dropped open slightly.
She looked at the man in front of her in surprise.
It seemed that no one had ever imagined that Viktor would have such intentions.
But what if we preserve the memories of their millions of souls, allowing them to leave the underworld and return to the human world?
Is this even possible?
They were already people who had died once.
Especially these wandering souls, whose names have all been remembered by those petty gods, making them unable to reincarnate.
If they leave the underworld and lose their protection, will the gods let them go?
"Do you remember the million souls I brought with me when I first came here?"
Viktor's calm voice suddenly rang out, and Persephone froze on the spot.
It took him a while to realize what was happening, and he frowned, pondering for a moment.
She knew what Victor was referring to.
Although she had never witnessed firsthand the scene of Victor sending millions of the dead to hell.
But she knew that Hades had spent a great deal of time and energy trying to capture those wandering souls.
Currently, they are still imprisoned in the lowest level of the underworld.
Why would Victor mention these dead souls at this time?
"That was a scheme by the gods."
Viktor noticed Persephone's confusion and began to explain:
"You should be very familiar with this plan of collecting millions of souls to sacrifice for faith, right?"
Upon hearing this explanation, Persephone was stunned.
Her wide eyes, filled with disbelief, trembled as she met Viktor's gaze.
Does this plan sound familiar?
That looks so familiar!
She had even witnessed it with her own eyes.
Victor created a god with millions of souls from hell as his followers.
The power of faith among millions is undoubtedly an important resource for any god.
If those gods were to obtain it, even if they were to divide it up, it would still be a considerable force.
Divine power can only be obtained through the blessing of faith.
Their underworld was inherently inferior to the heavenly realm, and the fact that they could fight back and forth with them relied entirely on Hades's power.
But if those gods succeed, wouldn't they be able to firmly suppress the underworld?
Fortunately, Victor brought those crimson souls into the underworld.
Otherwise, would she still be thinking of waging war against the Heavenly Realm to demand her rights?
She would be incredibly lucky if the other side didn't come to attack the underworld.
"Their plan was to train these dead souls into immortal warriors and instill them with faith."
Viktor continued calmly.
"In this way, the gods can be summoned back to the human world."
The souls of these departed beings are eternal and indestructible, making them difficult to deal with.
Therefore, leaving them in the underworld is the only way to hold onto the hopes of those chief gods.
As he said this, Viktor's gaze slid across the dark, inky abyss, as if looking towards the colorful starry sky.
"At this moment, they should be facing that patch of starlight, anxious and helpless."
This sky-covering spectacle of starlight is not just a manifestation of Vega's power.
It also obscured the vision of those gods, preventing them from looking down from the heavens to the human world and down into the earth.
"Then we'll make an equivalent exchange, using these million human souls to trade for those million immortal warriors."
"They would definitely be willing to make this deal."
These blunt words sent chills down Persephone's spine.
No one expected that the gods were secretly plotting such a scheme.
Perhaps they began this plan after being forced to leave this world.
However, she was not alarmed by this; instead, she was curious about how Victor knew.
It was as if he had personally experienced all of the plans he was describing.
Just as Persephone was pondering, Viktor suddenly turned his back and walked toward the unconscious Erica.
At the same time, that indifferent voice rang out from him:
"Unfortunately, even if they do return to the human world, I can make them tuck their tails between their legs and flee back to the heavens."
The confidence conveyed in those words astonished Persephone, who stared intently at Viktor's black trench coat.
What gives this person the confidence to speak so arrogantly?
She knew the answer perfectly well.
It is a power he possesses that makes him fearless of any god.
In his eyes, Persephone would never see the slightest respect for the gods.
In his eyes, everyone, including any god, was just like pigs and dogs.
Just like...
He can do whatever he wants, every person, every god.
They could all become his targets for slaughter.
Just as she saw before her eyes—
Victor supported Erica's body with one hand and her neck with the other.
He let the unconscious blonde girl lie quietly in his arms.
Immediately afterwards, the darkness before my eyes was swayed by a gentle breeze, causing the darkness itself to tremble slightly.
The next second, a colossal mechanical gate enveloped in hellfire rose up in the darkness.
Just as when he first arrived in Hell, the gates of Hell remained unchanged.
It still bears the head of a goat burning with flames, and the steel gears on both sides keep turning.
Victor did not turn around, but let the flames burning above the Gates of Hell grow ever more intense.
Looking at the surging orange light that met his eyes, Victor spoke calmly.
In this fiery, hellish place, he left behind his final words:
"Because I'm back."
"Isn't that reason enough?"
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