And those million souls flowed into the deeper levels of hell.
Viktor slowly raised his head, and the crimson star reappeared.
The howling of the dead ceased before the gates of hell, the fissures in the earth from which lava had been gushing forth slowly closed, and the fires of hell gradually died out.
The place returned to a deathly silence.
Vega, perched on Victor's shoulder, wiped the sweat from his brow with his wing and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Phew, that guy's finally gone."
As the king of the underworld, Hades exudes a completely different kind of oppressive aura compared to Hermes before him.
In comparison, Hermes seems like a joke.
Although Viktor had the upper hand in the duel just now, if it were to be a long battle, his opponent would definitely be more durable.
Moreover, Viktor's current condition does not allow him to engage in a prolonged battle.
After all, this was a body he was using.
"After he finds out the origins of these souls, he will understand the truth."
Viktor said in a low voice.
Everything around him came to a temporary halt. Viktor lowered his head, took a deep look at his own body, and said softly:
"That's about it."
Vega looked at him curiously:
"What, are you going to return the body?"
Victor nodded.
Immediately, a burst of flames that stirred the wind swirled in the air, enveloping his entire body.
Soon after, the flames gradually dissipated, revealing Erica lying on the ground.
She looked somewhat weak in that black trench coat.
Erica opened her eyes groggily, feeling intense pain all over her body.
She looked around; this hellish upper level, which had just been engulfed in war, was now peaceful.
She took deep breaths, waiting for the pain in her body to subside.
Before long, Erica gradually regained her strength, supported herself on the ground with her hands, and slowly stood up.
She dusted herself off, her brow furrowed as she recalled everything that had just happened.
When Erica challenged the burly giant, she only managed to withstand two attacks before falling unconscious due to intense pain.
But in that daze, she seemed to realize that her body was being controlled by someone.
Suddenly waking from her hazy consciousness, Erica felt her body was unusually light, and even felt her feet floating in the air.
She felt as if she had transformed into a soul, floating in the air.
Finally, Erica watched helplessly as her body began to move on its own.
And... it actually turned into Professor Victor's appearance!
So, it really was Professor Victor who controlled her body just now?
Thinking of this, Erica's cheeks suddenly flushed red, and a burning heat spread across her entire face.
Doesn't that mean... she's essentially been completely exposed by the professor?
No, no, no... How could she think that?
Erica quickly shook her head.
How could a professor possibly be interested in her body?
But she couldn't help but recall Victor's confession at her birthday party six months ago.
Erica: "..."
Could it be that the professor really lusts after her body?
No, no, no, no... that can't be...
Just as she was caught in confusion and hesitation, a familiar yet indifferent voice suddenly rang in her mind:
"Pay attention to your thoughts."
"I always know what you're thinking."
Upon hearing this voice, Erica froze, as if white smoke were rising in her mind.
My heart felt like a tangled mess, and I was at a loss.
Professor, Professor Victor actually knew what she was thinking!?
Erica looked around in panic, but there was no one there, not even a ghost in sight.
But now, the voice in my head has also disappeared.
She felt the surroundings become silent, and the sound of flames in the upper reaches of hell seemed particularly unsettling.
After all, this is the underworld. Who knows if there are ghosts in the darkness staring at her with their long tongues sticking out?
Erica felt a pang of fear and involuntarily whispered a cry:
"professor?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Viktor's cold and indifferent voice echoed in Erica's mind once again:
"You don't need to test me; the trench coat you're wearing is my very essence."
Erica suddenly realized.
No wonder the deity whispered in her ear when the giant appeared that she must keep that trench coat.
Otherwise, Erica would never dare to challenge such a powerful opponent...
The thought of Hades' terrifying and powerful aura made Erica's body tremble slightly involuntarily.
So, she subconsciously pinched the two corners of the trench coat collar and gently pulled them together.
Feeling the warmth of the clothes enveloping her body, a sense of inexplicable peace rose in Erica's heart.
It felt like the professor was embracing her.
But as soon as the thought crossed Erica's mind, she immediately realized that the professor could sense her thoughts.
She quickly shook her head, trying to dispel these distracting thoughts.
Then, looking around warily, he eagerly made a suggestion to Viktor:
"Professor, let's go back quickly."
She came to Hell specifically to find Victor and bring him back to Earth.
Now that she has finally found him, she naturally doesn't want to stay in this underworld anymore.
However, just as Erica was about to head towards the Gates of Hell...
To her shock, she discovered that the enormous gates of hell were now firmly shut.
Erica reached out and tried to push open the door, but it wouldn't budge.
It was then that Erica realized she seemed to be trapped.
She asked eagerly:
"Professor, can you open this door?"
Seeing this, Vega, who was standing on her shoulder, slowly spoke:
"it's useless."
"Without the permission of that Hades, the dead cannot leave the underworld."
Erica's anxiety intensified.
Because she's not a dead person, is she?
As if knowing what Erica was thinking, Vega opened its single eye and glanced at her gently:
You are not.
"But Viktor is already 'dead'."
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