Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades novel Chapter 827

Chapter 827: Ultris’ Past

Arthur, Felix, Veydran, Hades, and the others emerged from the Sect, expressions tense.

Neo waved his hand.

"Go back and rest. I’ll be back by evening."

Then he looked at Apollyon.

"Let’s go somewhere else. If we fight here, the Sect will be caught in the aftermath. I don’t think either of us wants unnecessary deaths."

"Okay."

Elizabeth and Vivi did not move.

Neo glanced at them.

"Let him be. Those swords won’t stop him if he really wants to fight here."

They hesitated, then withdrew their blades.

Apollyon turned and began walking toward the forest.

Neo followed.

Only a few steps and a hand grabbed his.

Neo turned.

It was Moraine.

"I’m coming with you," she said.

"No."

"But—"

"Moraine," Neo said softly.

He raised his other hand and gently cupped her face.

"There’s no need to be nervous. I will win."

Before she could react, he lightly squished her cheeks, as if they were standing in the courtyard on an ordinary day.

"So stay here with the others. Only Elizabeth and the Martial Artists from the Righteous Martial Alliance will come with me."

"I... I can help too."

"Moraine, it’s fine," Neo said with a small smile. "Don’t push yourself to fight. You’ll get hurt."

She bit her lip.

Moraine was not foolish.

She understood her limits better than most.

She knew she was not strong enough to stand in a battle between beings like Neo and Apollyon.

She also knew Neo was not mocking her or underestimating her.

He was being sincere.

That sincerity made it harder.

His opponent was Apollyon.

The man who had defeated Hades, Void, Death, and Ouroboros while still being only a Martial Artist.

And now, Apollyon was a Stage 9 God as well.

Even if his elemental powers were sealed within the True Blessed Lands, he still possessed his Authority.

Moraine could not imagine defeating Apollyon even with her true body, let alone in her current state.

Of course she was worried.

She had already lost Neo once.

She did not want to go through that again.

"Moraine," Neo called again.

She raised her head and looked into his eyes.

What she saw there was not recklessness or blind confidence.

It was certainty, built on preparation and resolve.

After a long moment, she nodded.

Her hand loosened, and she stepped back.

Neo patted her head gently, then looked toward the others in the Sect. No one followed him.

They all understood.

In a battle at that level, they would only become a burden.

"I’ll be back soon," Neo said.

"Good luck!"

"Come back safely!"

"I’m cooking your favorite dish tonight, so don’t be late!"

Neo chuckled at the overlapping voices and turned away.

Apollyon had been waiting patiently a short distance ahead.

When he noticed Neo approaching, he resumed walking.

Neo followed.

For a brief moment, Neo activated his World Energy as he walked behind Apollyon. It was subtle, barely a ripple, but intentional.

He wondered if Apollyon noticed what he had done.

Apollyon did not turn.

Whether he had noticed and chosen to ignore it, or whether it truly meant nothing to him, Neo could not tell.

The Golden Threads, however, noticed immediately.

They began buzzing with excitement, their voices overlapping in chaotic enthusiasm.

Heheheheh! He came prepared this time!

You’re going to lose, Apollyon!

Apollyon remained silent, continuing forward at an unhurried pace.

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