Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades novel Chapter 824

Chapter 824: Zeus And Mars

Elizabeth scoffed.

"Learn?" she repeated flatly.

Neo didn’t respond.

His Path allowed him to copy anyone connected to it. If he really wanted to "learn," he could just observe them passively and integrate their techniques. The competition was obviously an excuse.

An excuse to overpower everyone.

And to show off.

Elizabeth sighed.

Even so, she knew the competition would benefit others, even if Neo’s motives were questionable at best.

"Fine. But don’t go too far," she said.

"Of course." Neo nodded.

The first round of the competition was held in a battle arena, with rules designed to strip away advantages.

Everyone’s strength was suppressed. No superior physical prowess. No Technique Spirits. No Authorities.

Only combat mastery, experience, and instinct.

Out of dozens, only ten would advance.

Neo watched calmly from the sidelines at first, his gaze flicking from one fight to another.

Some participants surprised him. Others fell exactly as he expected.

As the round neared its end, he noticed something odd.

Paul was still standing.

Out of the last twenty people remaining, Paul was one of them.

Neo narrowed his eyes.

’There’s no way he should be here,’ he thought.

As a good father, Neo knew Paul couldn’t survive the monsters waiting in the second round. Those weren’t fights that could be won with grit alone. So Neo decided to handle it himself.

He would eliminate Paul.

After giving him a thorough beating.

With everyone suppressed and limited to combat mastery, Neo knew he could defeat Paul with his eyes closed.

Paul seemed to have been itching to fight Neo too.

The two of them locked eyes across the arena.

Paul grinned.

Neo smiled.

They both rushed forward.

And stopped at the same time.

Hades was standing between them.

He looked relaxed, arms loosely folded, as if he were resting instead of participating in a competition. His presence alone warped the atmosphere around him.

Paul flinched.

He couldn’t help remembering Hades’ aura from the last time he had flirted with Persephone—his soon-to-be grandmother—just to annoy Neo.

That pressure had been suffocating, even without intent.

Neo also calmed his excitement.

His gaze sharpened.

He glanced around the arena.

’Everyone’s staying away from Hades.’

’Well, that makes sense.’

Neo had heard countless stories about Hades. Absurd feats passed down as legends, exaggerated over time.

After seeing his memories, Neo knew the truth.

The stories weren’t exaggerated.

If anything, they were incomplete.

A grin spread across Neo’s face.

Although they entered the area, where Hades was resting by mistake, this was a good opportunity.

"Shall we dance?" he asked lightly.

Before anyone could react further, the three of them were engaged in combat.

Hades fought casually, his movements clean and efficient, but without force.

He had no real interest in the competition.

He was only there because Persephone had insisted, and he clearly intended to put in the bare minimum effort.

Paul moved cleverly.

He positioned himself in ways that forced Neo and Hades to clash, slipping out of danger whenever possible.

His timing was precise, and his footwork was at a level Neo would begrudgingly call decent.

Neo noticed what he was trying to do.

’He’s making us fight each other,’ Neo realized.

Meanwhile, Neo himself was no longer paying much attention to Paul.

His focus was on Hades.

He pushed harder, striking faster, trying to provoke him. He wanted Hades to take this seriously. To stop holding back.

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