Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades novel Chapter 628

Chapter 628: Betrayal

"I can’t let you complete your Shadow Trial," Nameless interrupted. His tone was even, unreadable. "I’m going to ask you to let Berserker go." ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Zagreus’ thoughts shattered like glass.

Normally, he wouldn’t feel betrayed like this.

But there was a chance—just a chance—that the man standing in front of him was his brother. And now that same brother was saying he would betray him?

Zagreus was stunned.

It took him a few moments to come to terms with the reality.

And then the anger came.

Zagreus clenched his fists and turned toward the demon beside him.

"Give me—"

"Silence." Nameless Death’s voice echoed, but this time it carried weight. His Concept, [Truth], bent the world around his words.

Zagreus choked mid-sentence.

His mouth opened but no sound came.

His thoughts tried to rally, to push for more strength from the demon, but even that was cut off. He couldn’t even think.

His thoughts had been silenced.

The "Silence" spread across the area like a ripple.

Asmodea froze mid-motion, her lips parting to speak. But nothing came. Leonora faltered too, stunned and unable to speak or even channel her magic.

For a moment, even the sound of the wind disappeared.

Then something flared.

Asmodea’s eyes burned the shade of red.

She drew deeply from her own blood, tapping into the power she had received from her God.

Her skin shimmered, scales forming across her forearms and cheeks.

Her pupils narrowed into slits, burning with draconic power.

Nameless Death’s eyes narrowed. That wasn’t her own strength. It came from something ancient... something dormant within her.

"I see," he said quietly. "You borrowed power."

His hand lifted.

"Sleep."

Two Concepts merged—[Truth] and [Eternal Sleep]—and collided with her like a wave.

She resisted, claws scraping against the dirt as she fought the effects. But the weight was too much.

She collapsed seconds later.

Leonora had already slumped to the ground, and Zagreus followed shortly after, his eyes locked on Nameless Death with fury until the moment his vision dimmed.

Finally, silence reigned.

Nameless Death turned toward Berserker.

"I believe you already know why I’m doing this," he said. "But just in case, let me make it clear. I’m only helping you because of what I saw inside the Sacred Gate."

Berserker didn’t look impressed. "And what makes you think I need your help?"

"Because of that."

Nameless Death’s gaze shifted past Berserker’s shoulder.

A storm of energy was tearing through the distance, pushing clouds aside as it approached. The sky groaned under its weight.

Barbatos.

He had sensed the disturbance, the betrayal, the attacks on Asmodea, Zagreus, and Leonora.

Now he was coming to take down the Berserker and Nameless Death.

"If he makes a move, you’ll be crushed," Nameless said calmly.

"I’m not afraid of a challenge—"

"But protecting the Site is more important," Nameless cut him off.

Berserker didn’t argue.

His expression remained unchanged, but the slight shift of his feet was enough. It was a reluctant agreement.

He lifted his shoulders in a loose shrug.

"So what’s the plan?"

"For now, let’s return to your base. We need to leave before Barbatos arrives."

"And what’s stopping you from attacking my medium once we get there?"

Nameless Death met his gaze.

He could’ve given a logical answer. Something about balance, consequences, the risk of destruction of the universe if he harmed the Berserker’s medium.

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