Hades did not expect Nathan to be powerful enough to kill a dozen Tartarus Troops with one finger.
After all, the Tartarus Troops were strong men the Lund family recruited from all over the world and endured hellish training.
Not only that, but the Lund family also spent over a billion every year on these men.
Yet, they were nothing in front of Nathan.
Destroyer smirked, "Didn't anyone tell you not to be distracted in a fight? I'm your opponent!"
Hades roared, "Then I'll just have to kill you first!
As he said that, he charged towards Destroyer and jumped. He kicked Destroyer's head as fast as lightning.
Destroyer's eyes narrowed and scoffed, "Playtime is over."
He yelled, "Dragon Destroyer Punch!"
As he said this, he performed an uppercut with his muscular right fist, as though it was a rising dragon.
The air displaced by his punch was frightening.
Boom!
The bulky man had landed on the ground swiftly once again.
There was a fountain of blood in the air. Hades' corpse fell lifelessly onto the ground.
Todd stared at Hades' corpse in disbelief as his head was drenched in sweat. His legs were shaking.
His voice was quivering as well. He muttered, "Impossible, that's impossible! Hades is so strong. How could he have died just like that?"
The twenty-odd remaining Tartarus Troops retreated in fear.
They quickly turned tail and ran like there was no tomorrow.
Destroyer frowned and was prepared to hunt them down.
His tracking skills were no match for Fang and Heptakill, but he was confident that he would kill them all within an hour.
Nathan felt Destroyer's intent and dissuaded him, "No need to kill those small fries."
Destroyer replied respectfully, "Yes sir."
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