Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades novel Chapter 393

The World Energy refused to condense.

It was like trying to compress a stone with hands.

With nowhere to go, it started to tremble, but Neo forced it to condense.

The white threads trembled and flailed around.

The energy within him started to rampage.

His breath hitched, and his hands shook.

The white flames began to burn the air around him.

He withstood the pain, and, after what felt like hours, condensed all of the World Energy into a single strand of Essence.

His chest heaved.

A glowing white thread floated before Neo.

He had to expend all of his mental energy to create it.

"I don’t… think…. I can create more… World Energy for now…."

He had trouble speaking.

His chest rose and fell irregularly.

He had to wait until his mental strain disappeared before he could try to create more World Energy.

It would take hours, given the exhaustion he was feeling.

Next, he tried to combine the single Essence with Obitus.

The world seemed to shift around the glowing thread.

It contained enough energy to power the Stage-0 Earth for a decade.

The fusion was much easier, perhaps because Obitus helped him in it by sharing the mental burden.

[Obitus]

[Type: Sacred Treasure (Incomplete)]

[Ability: Harmonization]

[Essence: 1/1,000]

A screen appeared in front of Neo.

He had never seen it before.

"This must be one of the benefits of the status screen update."

His eyes fell on the essence numbers and he frowned.

"I need to recover for 7-8 hours after creating a single Essence.

"That means I can create only 3 Essence a day. It would take me 334 days to turn Obitus into a complete Sacred Treasure."

Neo’s expression was far from good.

"The worst part is that creating Essence is so hard that I can’t do anything else with it.

"And after creating Essence I’m too exhausted to move, let alone fight."

Neo needed 334 days if he did absolutely nothing but create Essence.

He needed a better way.

"I can try to use True Darkness to devour the monsters’ Seed of Existence.

"It should strengthen my own Seed of Existence, which will indirectly strengthen my mind, meaning I can create World Energy faster and recover at a quicker speed."

Since Seed of Existence was a bundle of one’s Existence, the stats it would give should – no matter what – strengthen Neo’s mind.

Luck didn’t matter.

The only problem was he would need to devour a large number of strong monsters.

"We are about to reach the destination, prince," Veldora said.

His voice snapped Neo out of his thoughts.

Neo ’stared’ into the distance.

Several cities and sprawling fields lay between them and their desination.

Neo’s senses easily pierced through the miles, focusing on the faint energy signature ahead.

A crimson sunset painted the sky, casting long shadows over the jagged cliffs below.

"Should I use it?" Neo murmured to himself, pulling out the plain black mask Sphinx had given him.

"Why are you holding a mask, prince?" Veldora questioned.

Neo explained his situation to Veldora.

The sheer pressure of Veldora’s aura slammed into Percieval like an mountain.

The ground beneath Percieval cracked.

Before Veldora could use more force, a soothing voice rang out.

"We apologize, esteemed Ancient Dragon. Please forgive us," Olivia spoke with grace.

She stepped forward.

Her sea-blue hair cascaded over her shoulders like flowing water.

Her curvaceous figure and the mature aura surrounding her exuded confidence.

What stood out most, however, was her resemblance to Leonora, which made her look like her elder sister.

Standing to her side was Nicolas, another Executioner and a Senator.

Nicolas, the master of Templar Signora Everly—the woman Neo had encountered upon returning from the Shadow Trial.

He appeared to be in his forties, with stark white hair and a thick beard.

His piercing gaze and stoic demeanor made him look unapproachable.

"Veldora, I will take care of the matters from here on," Neo said, leaping from Veldora’s back.

"Understood, prince."

With a flicker, Veldora dismissed his massive physical form, transforming into a swirling blue flame that hovered above Neo’s shoulders like a guardian spirit.

"Oh, it’s the suicide-loving Ruler," Percieval remarked with a sly grin.

His tone was teasing as he added,

"I thought you were only a Paragon when you left the Shadow Trial. How did you become an Executioner?"

"Things happened," Neo replied. "I’m more surprised to find out our student council president is one of the Executioners and an Exalted Demigod."

"It’s nothing much for me, haha," Percieval chuckled.

Neo scanned Percieval with Intent out of habit.

He did the same with others.

Percieval was a Blessing Holder of the Apollo Clan and a Seraph—a reincarnator. This was information Neo had already known.

However, something unexpected sent a jolt of shock through him.