Chapter 31 Battle in Chaos

In chaos, before darkness.

Hephaestus returns from the ruins of the world and prepares to return to the living world.

The continuous broken world seemed to have no end. He had already gained a lot before he found the first world. He left a signpost in the farthest world he reached, hoping to explore again after laying a solid foundation.

He noticed that there was a dark shadow sitting cross-legged in the crack he opened.

The black shadow is somewhere between illusion and reality. It should be an incarnation, vaguely connected to the underworld, which represents the dark side of the world.

"Hades, what's the matter?" he asked.

Hephaestus was also very curious. It was not surprising that Hades knew these broken worlds. What was strange was that he seemed to be waiting for him.

Hades, who came as an incarnation, replied: "Nothing, I just want you to go back later."

Hephaestus's heart skipped a beat.

Something happened in the world, and it was someone with whom he had a close relationship.

Who could it be? Could it be Aglaia who is worthy of Hades using a clone that is closely connected to the origin of the underworld?

No, I have to rush back as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Hephaestus's expression became indifferent, flames appeared on his shoulders and head, the history book appeared in his hands, and even the chaos behind him became colorful, and the past history reappeared on it.

Without any hesitation, the three flames merged into one, and the ancient words floated in the flames, heading towards Hades.

Facing the menacing attack of Hephaestus, Hades, who came in the form of an incarnation, rose from his cross-legged position. He raised his hand, and the wall of the underworld appeared in the chaos. Although Hephaestus' full blow

It shook the entire underworld, but there was nothing that could be done to Hades who was hiding behind the wall.

When Hephaestus saw this, his tone was cold:

"We are not celebrating the festival, what are you going to do?"

"Are you really not afraid that I will destroy your underworld when I return?"

Hades replied: "Of course I'm afraid."

"But the relationship between you and Clotho is so good."

"With you here, it will be difficult for her to be targeted."

"If I could, I wouldn't want to touch her, but her connection with fate is too deep. If she wants to mess with fate, she will have no choice but to perish."

Hephaestus's pupils shrank, because Hades was not talking about the chains, but the fall.

What kind of arrangement can make a god fall?

He reacted immediately.

"Linkos?!!"

Hades did not answer, the energy of death permeated the chaos, and the wall of the underworld in front of him seemed to become thicker.

A head-on confrontation? Come on!

Hephaestus opened the history book, and the shadows of countless worlds slowly emerged in the chaos. They were born, they continued, they came to an end, and then they fell towards Hades with the power of the world's fall.

Hades wanted to use the wall of the underworld to block him, and Hephaestus wanted to smash his underworld head-on.

There is nothing fancy, this is a pure confrontation between force and force, and it is also a rare head-on confrontation between gods with powerful divine power.

The first one to be unable to hold up was Hades. The wall of the underworld in front of him had become thin and could break at any time.

He shook his head: "It's a pity that my true body cannot come, otherwise the outcome will not be known."

"I originally wanted to keep this clone, but I was greedy."

"But I won't need it in the future."

He suddenly removed the boundary wall of the underworld, and his figure became blurred and distorted.

The majestic divine power surged out of his body regardless of the consequences or costs. The surrounding chaos was dyed dark, and his body was gradually collapsing and dying.

The power obtained at the cost of the destruction of a clone connected to the origin of the underworld is so powerful that the illusory world Hephaestus pulled out of history was directly frozen.

This is not over yet, endless death energy surges towards Hephaestus, trying to push him into the depths of chaos and make him lost for eternity.

Faced with endless death.

Hephaestus's eyes turned golden, his whole body was wrapped in flames, and his whole body was filled with dense mist. He completely revealed the true form of the source of his flames.

The power of the history books was mobilized to the extreme, firmly anchoring the fluctuating chaos around him. Under the wash of death energy, Hephaestus was like a towering green mountain. No matter how strong the wind was, I remained motionless.

His strategy is very clear. There is a limit to the power Hades can overdraft. As long as he can survive the most violent first wave of attacks, his time will come later.

Hades naturally noticed it, and he chuckled: "This is not enough. Use your full strength, Hephaestus."

After saying this, he destroyed himself.

At the place where he self-destructed, the death energy gathered into a celestial body, like a black sun, and then exploded.

The powerful impact enveloped the surrounding chaos, like the rippling water waves drowning Hephaestus.

But a hand burning with flames stretched out forcefully, and with a single move, the streamer behind the crack flew into the chaos and fell into the palm of Hephaestus.

He held up the lamp, and the place where the light shone was calm, as if nothing had happened.

But Hades also achieved his goal, successfully forcing Hephaestus to use the streamer as an anchor, and destroying the rift between Chaos and the real world while Hephaestus was at his wits' end.

Hades's clone has been completely annihilated.

Hephaestus asked the darkness in front of him: "Your Majesty Erebus, can you let me go?"

There was no movement in the darkness before him, as if this was his answer.

Hephaestus could only smile bitterly: "This time, are you on his side?"

He held a streamer, and the soft light illuminated the road ahead.

If we can't take the main road, we have to take a detour, and I don't know if we can make it in time.

…

On the ground, Chiron was on his way. He looked anxious and looked behind him from time to time.

He comforted himself: "Just go to the sea. Human beings have never set foot in the sea."

Chiron could only smile bitterly in his heart when he thought that as a god, he was being chased away by insignificant humans.

But the two humans chasing behind him were really weird. One was covered in iron armor and could get up again no matter how many times he was knocked down. He would never die at all. The other was even more outrageous, actually holding a divine weapon.

Chiron instinctively felt that he was involved in the conflict between powerful gods.

He was born with a poor life, he had the title of God but no corresponding authority, and he did not dare to challenge him.

The wounds on his body also reminded him all the time that the gap between gods is sometimes much greater than the gap between gods and humans.

He still can't forget the sun in the sky and the tyrannical figure high above. He was still very young at the time and tried to challenge authority, which left him with unforgettable burns.

He vowed never to face that feeling of approaching death again.

Chiron couldn't help but feel a sore nose at the thought of this.

He is also a person of extraordinary origin. His father is Cronus, and his mother is the sea nymph Philula, the daughter of the ocean god Oceanus and the sea goddess Thesis.

Unfortunately, his mother was only the lover of Cronus, and because he was born a monster, he was abandoned as an infant.

Only he himself knows how he survived these years.

The pursuers behind him have arrived and there is no way to escape.

Chiron stopped, turned around and stared at the two of them. He said with emotion: "If I were born handsome, I would not be a monster."

"That would be great!"
Chapter completed!