Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades novel Chapter 810

Chapter 810: Veydran

Neo burned his Life Flame without hesitation.

The familiar heat spread through his chest, like a blade being drawn partway from its sheath.

His perception stretched outward like a tsunami.

He scanned the flow of Qi in the street, the lingering distortions in space, the faint impressions that powerful existences always left behind when they passed through a place.

Nothing.

There was no residual pressure, warped causality, or any sign.

It was as if the Celestial Worthy had never been there at all.

Neo stopped in the middle of the street and slowly exhaled.

His gaze shifted toward the beggars sitting nearby, their clothes ragged, bowls placed in front of them in practiced positions.

Just moments ago, one of them had been Mu De. He was certain of it.

He stepped closer.

"Where did Mu De go?" Neo asked, keeping his voice even. "The man who was sitting here. Where does he live? When does he usually come here?"

The beggars stiffened.

A few of them exchanged confused looks.

Another glanced at Neo’s clothes, then at his calm but heavy gaze, and quickly lowered his head.

Neo reached into his pocket and flicked a Ji coin toward them. It clinked softly as it landed between two bowls.

"There is no Mu De here," one of the beggars said after a pause.

"That place is always empty," another added.

A third frowned and muttered, "Weren’t you just talking to empty air?"

Neo’s brow furrowed.

They weren’t lying. He could hear it in their voices, and see it in their reactions. This wasn’t fear-driven denial. It was genuine confusion.

’I remember them reacting when I let him touch my hand. They were clearly surprised,’ Neo thought.

Back then, several of them had stared openly when a well-dressed man like him had allowed a filthy beggar to grab his wrist.

He burned more of his Life Flame.

This time, he didn’t just observe the surface.

His perception pierced deeper, brushing against the memories of the beggars and the passing pedestrians.

He moved carefully, quickly, taking only fragments so as not to damage fragile mortal minds.

And then he froze.

There was no Mu De.

Not a single trace.

In their memories, the spot had always been empty. Neo had stood there alone, speaking to no one. Some remembered him pausing strangely. Others recalled him staring into space.

But the beggar named Mu De did not exist.

Neo withdrew his perception and extinguished the flame. His expression darkened.

’It’s like he was erased after the meeting. No... erased might not be the right word.’

This was worse.

Why would the Celestial Worthy appear like this? Why hide his existence so completely, yet speak to him directly? Why allow Neo to remember when no one else could?

Neo was still piecing the question together when a hand touched his shoulder.

"Dad, why were you ignoring me?"

He turned.

Vivi stood there, pouting slightly.

In her other hand, she held a girl who was calmly licking a sweet on a stick, entirely focused on the task.

The sight was so normal that it momentarily clashed with the tension still lingering in Neo’s mind.

"Nothing. I was just thinking about something," Neo said after a moment.

He didn’t bother asking Vivi whether she had seen the beggar behind him.

There was no need.

If even the beggars themselves didn’t remember Mu De, Vivi certainly wouldn’t.

She tilted her head, studying his face for a second longer, then nodded.

"Alright. But before we go, I want you to meet someone."

Neo raised an eyebrow.

"This person is helping us against Apollyon. I was waiting for him earlier. That’s why I came late to find you."

Only then did Neo notice the presence beside her.

It wasn’t that the person was invisible. It was subtler than that. A Technique Spirit was at work, bending attention away, smoothing over awareness. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Since Neo had stopped burning his Life Flame, his senses hadn’t pierced through it.

Now that he noticed, the man was suddenly very much there.

Neo straightened.

"Hello," he said, instinctively polite despite the lingering unease. "I am Neo Hargraves. Thank you for—"

He stopped.

His eyes locked onto the man’s face.

For a heartbeat, nothing happened. Then Neo’s expression twisted violently.

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