Hades.

Thanatos, the God of Death, was in the Palace of Gods in the Eighth Hell of the Underworld, looking thoughtfully at the darkness of nothingness.

"Pandora, I heard that your operation failed this time. Does Yao Ma know?"

Thanatos asked in a deep voice.

"Reporting to the God of Death, Yao Ma has not responded yet. He has blocked the tracking of divine magic."

Pandora half-knelt to report to the other party.

"What a troublesome guy. I don't know what Xiupoulos wants to do by keeping that guy?"

Thanatos was speechless.

Unexpectedly, Pluto's army would also fail this time with Hyupros.

A crimson light flashed.

Eris appeared in the underworld and descended directly to the temple of the underworld.

"Where is Hypulos, the god of sleep?"

"Why did you suddenly abandon your human body and run away?"

"Is this how you do things in the underworld?"

The charming face of Eris, who was wearing a red dress, was full of confusion and anger.

It was possible to completely destroy the Holy Domain, but the sleeping god Shupoulos retreated halfway, resulting in a failure.

"Eris, how do you speak?"

"Don't forget, this is the underworld."

Thanatos snorted coldly.

"What happened to you in the underworld?"

"You suddenly ran away in the middle of the fight. Are you afraid of the Holy Land?"

Eris continued to question.

They are all second-level gods, who is afraid of whom?

"Are we afraid of the Holy Land? Isn't it because you, the goddess, are not qualified and can't even command those golden saints?"

Pandora retorted.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How dare you, a mere mortal, be rude to me, a god?"

Eris was very angry.

Pandora was not false at all: "What do you want to do?"

"That's enough, I don't want to hear two women arguing."

Thanatos interrupted the argument between the two.

Goddesses are just as troublesome as women, which is the primary reason why he remains single.

Pandora immediately lowered her head and said no more.

Eris also snorted coldly and put on a proud and careless expression.

"Now that His Majesty Hades, the King of Hades, is missing, we must find His Majesty Hades as soon as possible."

Death God Thanatos frowned slightly.

At this time, a shadow appeared next to him.

"Shopros?"

Thanatos, the God of Death, looked at the soul of Hypnos in front of him and couldn't help but frown slightly: "What's going on? Is your body even dead?"

"So what happened?"

He couldn't believe Hypnos would fail.

Hypnos has always been cautious in doing things, and has a very high success rate in everything he does.

"I was attacked by someone pretending to be His Majesty Hades."

Hypnos' voice was low and his face looked expressionless.

"Sneak attack on you? Who is it?"

Thanatos asked.

"I don't know, this person is very hidden..."

Hypnos closed his eyes slightly.

"Human? The other party is actually a human being?"

"This is something I didn't expect. How could a majestic god be defeated by a mortal? Hypnos, you must have been careless this time."

Thanatos guessed something.

Human beings cannot compete with gods. Hypnos's failure can only be due to his carelessness.

He naturally knew that Xiupoulos was very cautious in doing things and almost never failed when doing things, but he did not expect that Xiupoulos would be defeated by a mortal.

This is something that has not happened since the beginning of the mythical age.

It's simply incredible.

This plan was planned by Hyopoulos, and with the help of Yao Ma and Eris, it was logically impossible for it to fail.

As a result, he never expected that the whole plan would fall short, and that Xiupoulos' physical body would be lost.

It was a complete defeat.

"No need to say..."

"Pandora, you go find a new body immediately. I need a brand new body, one with beautiful appearance, golden hair, and a pure soul."

Xiupoulos ordered.

"As you command, Lord Sleep God."

Pandora leaned over and bowed to the God of Sleep, then slowly withdrew.

She was very shocked. What Sleep God said just now completely subverted her understanding.

Pandora originally thought that it was Aaron, the king of Hades, who attacked the God of Sleep, but it turned out that the other person was a mortal.

A mortal pretending to be Aaron actually killed a god.

Yes, this has never happened before. This kind of thing can only happen in the age of mythology and battles between gods.

This is simply a fantasy!

Unexpectedly, the mysterious man in golden armor was so powerful that he could even kill gods. The God of Sleep was a high-level god in the underworld, but he was killed by the mysterious man until only his soul escaped.

The most important thing is that the other person is a mortal.

If this spreads out, wouldn't it make the gods of Olympus laugh?

Eris was curious at this time and saw a blood-stained hole on the butt of the God of Sleep, and deliberately exclaimed: "God of Sleep, are you injured there?"

The sleeping god's soul trembled slightly, and he subconsciously covered the hole in his butt with his hands.

Yes, my soul has been injured, but the injured part is still the most hidden place.

In essence, his soul did not suffer much damage. The injuries to his soul were actually caused by psychological and spiritual influences.

The severe pain caused irreversible trauma to his spirit.

"Shopoulos, there's no need to cover it. I've already seen that your butt was injured by the artifact... No wonder you failed."

Thanatos shook his head slightly. He did not expect that his brother would be so seriously injured.

He didn't know that two hundred years later he would be similarly tricked.

The only things that can hurt the soul are artifacts.

The strength of that mysterious man should not be underestimated. He was actually holding a divine weapon. No wonder Xiupoulos would really fall for it.

"It was an accident, definitely an accident."

"no more chance……"

Hypnos wanted to explain, but kept his mouth shut.

Because the attacker didn't use any magic weapon to attack him, but his fingers.

Hypnos felt very embarrassed, and he didn't want anyone to know about this kind of thing.

Recalling the previous encounter, he clenched his fists and felt ashamed because his buttocks were still aching, which was the injury to his soul.

Yes, the huge mental trauma caused damage to his soul.

Although it was not a serious injury, I was really embarrassed this time!
To be continued...