<h4>Chapter 106: The Secret of Elysian Paradise</h4>


    <strong>Chapter 106: The Secret of Elysian Paradise</strong>


    Indifferent voice, calm tone of voice.


    Where thousands of arrows of death converge, the dark and pitch-ck gap, the light of the stars shines, countless small suns fly out brilliantly, the group of stars around, forming a vast starry sky prototype.


    Under the brilliance of the stars, a golden stalwart figure slowly stepped out.


    <strong><i>Snicker, Snicker!</i></strong>


    A sharp ck arrow, like sudden rain, fell.


    The death aura of terror pervades, exterminating all living existence everywhere it passes, as if cursed, all reduced to and of death.


    But these terrifying arrows, against the golden figure around a hundred meters, as if space and time were frozen, it was difficult to move forward a little.


    <strong><i>Whoosh!</i></strong>


    Hundred of thousands, countless dark arrows aimed at the golden figure, dense, like a giant hedgehog.


    All the gods watching the battle were frightened, and thousands of dead souls were even more terrified.


    “The arrow of death cannot take away the glory of the light!”


    Apollo’s voice was divine, golden eyes lightly closed, floating in the surrounding thousands of ck arrows, suddenly copsed and exploded.


    A crunching sound echoed through the ghostly space.


    Hade’s iron-like cheeks, at this moment, were iron blue.


    <strong><i>Boom!</i></strong>


    Apollo’s figure was like a starry sky, walking towards him step by step.


    With every step, the mighty power of Hades’ death would crumble, and Hades would tremble and roar.


    As the gods watched, the golden figure grew taller and taller, like a vast expanse of starry sky and mountains oppressing the past.


    And the upright king, shrouded in darkness and death, was like a small mountain of earth, which could be crushed to copse at any moment by the aggrieved mountain peak.


    “Is this what the Lord of light is capable of now? Even the keeper is so vulnerable to him!”


    “The vice-ruler of the divine court, the Lord of light, the brightest star of Olympus, the finest god who ever lived.”


    Around the world, the faces of gods were filled with awe and sighing.


    Some even had other thoughts, whispering with the gods on good terms: When the gods were still able to fight with the gods, they were soon not able to fight with the God of light.


    “At that time, the King of Gods was able to fight against the God of light, but how do you think that if they fight again, will our King of Gods be a match for his son?”


    “I think it may not be long before another great change takes ce in the Divine Court, and we may have a new God-King.”


    As if anticipating the thoughts of these gods, Zeus suddenly let go of his gentle lover and gazed gloomily into Hades.


    <i>What a terrifying god body, He has reached a degreeparable to the Primordial God. I have alsopletely absorbed the power in my body, enough topete with the Primordial God!</i>


    <i>What’s the matter with you? You always get up in the middle, don’t you? </i>He thought to himself.


    Zeus red at him and was about to start again when his face suddenly changed.


    ……


    <strong><i>Boom! Boom!</i></strong>


    The light of the stars shone, and Apollo approached Hade step by step.


    Death and darkness crumble under the overbearing power of the Etheric Divine Body.


    The Lord of Underworld staggered backward gradually as if he could hardly bear such pressure.


    <strong><i>Boom!</i></strong>


    A strong fist came with a ferocious st.


    The powerful force shattered the space and hit Hades squarely in the chest.


    The Lord of Underworld roared in his throat, raised the fork in his hand, and fought hard to meet the attack.


    <strong><i>Bang!</i></strong>


    With a loud <strong><i>bang</i></strong>, Hades’ armor shattered and fell in front of the gate of Elysian Paradise behind.


    Using his weapon to support his body, he barely maintained his poise and stood in front of Elysian Paradise.


    The dark eyes stared dead ahead.


    The golden figure, which was diffusing a vast, star-like infinite aura, was attacking calmly.


    The ck-haired girl, who had been brought to the entrance of the darkness by Hecate, was watching the battle with her eyes.


    The Lord of Underworld bit his lip hard.


    “You made me do this!”


    With a cold growl from his thick throat, Hades suddenly rushed into Elysian Paradise.


    Apollo seemed to have foreseen it, and the starry figure stopped his way.


    Golden eyes stared firmly at this seemingly ordinary underworld paradise, the final destination of death.


    Just when many gods seemed strange, a deep terror suddenly enveloped their hearts.


    The dark space of the underworld, the ck earth, ordinary and unexceptional paradise, suddenly issued a burst of beasts chewing the bones of prey creaking sound.


    The soft and low voice was ordinary, but it gave people a kind of fear that had never been seen before.


    Like an ancient beast of prehistoric obscurity breaking through the barrier of time, symbolic of death in the long history of recovery.


    Every breath, every movement, was a disaster, a horror!


    It was the source of destruction, the ultimate of death.


    “Such a breath …”


    Zeus onnd, Poseidon wintering in the ocean, and even Gaea in the depths of the earth, they all widened their eyes.


    The eyes were a kind of gaze, a kind of incredible.


    In the depth of underworld, like the dark night field dotted with the stars covered with a ck dress, face with a thin veil, a graceful girl couldn’t help but let out a sigh:


    “The real underworld, after all, the corner of the curtain has been lifted, Tartarus. Is this what you want?”


    A ce not far from the realm of night, the darkest ce in the universe, the most forbidden ce of the gods, the darkest ce known to the world as the Abyss of hell, a deep and slender ck figure suddenly emerged in the darkest ce.


    Sitting high on his throne, his eyes were profound, his tone was low, standing in the deepest part of the world, yet he seemed to bepletely enveloped between the whole heaven and earth, everywhere.


    Sensing what was happening in the underworld, he said in a deep voice: “I didn’t expect that the search for the sacrifice still had a change of heart. He used the real power of the underworld in advance. I don’t know if it will trigger anything bad.”


    Although he said so, this Abyssal Lord’s face was half of a worried expression.


    As if no matter what happened, everything was in his anticipation and control.


    ……


    “Darkness will eventually swallow the light, Apollo; meet the real terror!”


    The tall Elysian Paradise suddenly shook and shrank up, like a crown, detached from the ground and put on Hades’ high head.


    The Lord of Underworld put down his weapon and slowly flew into the air in the darkness, and the vast aura seemed to bepletely connected with the entire underworld.


    The dark sky was his eye, the ck earth was his body, the meandering river Styx flowed with his blood, and thousands of souls were the souls he gave birth to.


    At this moment, he was the underworld itself, the Lord of Death.


    “Half Primordial!” Zeus, Poseidon, and so on spat out the word solemnly.


    Half Primordial, just like Pontos, became one with Hades.


    Even though the underworld itself was a small and independent world, it was already broken and damaged with all sorts of problems, but it was definitely moreplete than the ocean basin.


    Hades’ power also naturally far exceeded that of Pontos and was nearlyparable to the real Primordial God.


    <i>What is that paradise? Why can make Hades, from the ninth rank of the King of Gods, be half of the Primordial God at once?</i>?Zeus and Poseidon were inwardly amazed.


    Hades naturally would not exin this doubt to them.


    Wearing the crown on his head, he looked like the King of Death who came out of the ancient years, his dark eyes filled with harshness, coldly locked Apollo.


    “If you are willing to hand over Persephone, I can still let you go, but now I will use the true power of death to give you eternal sleep!”


    Hades’ words fell, therge underworld steeply filled with a deep gray mist.


    And in this fog slowly emerged thousands of ghostly shadows, different from the ordinary souls of the dead.


    These ghosts, cloaked in ck skin, long scarlet eyes, and light body bubbles floating in gray fog, issued a series of mournful sounds, treacherous rushing to Apollo.


    On the pitch-ck ground, the ck soil suddenly opened cracks, and from it stretched out blood-drenched gray-white palms, grabbing the golden figure above.


    It was also a shrill roar, scary and gloomy.


    The terrifying pictures, even the gods of the underworld who were used to seeing the dead, were trembling with fear, and their scalps were numb.


    The gods watching the battle were even creepier.


    Only a sense of scary coldness prated every one of their hearts.


    <strong><i>Boom Boom Boom!</i></strong>


    Apollo frowned lightly, the power of the stars surging out, fist and foot sting above and underground.


    The countless ghost shadows that surrounded him were blown up one by one; a blood-dripping palm that burrowed out from the ground was also crushed into flesh.


    But these ghost shadows and palms, after being shattered, the split soul shadows and flesh fragments, but each transformed into more ghost shadows and palms, sorrowfully attacked one after another.


    In the blink of an eye, his side was surrounded by thousands of strange ghostly shadows, and below him, countless palms were burrowing densely, and the harsh hissing sound was endless.


    “The power seems to be no less than the peak of the Upper Gods, which is not much, but all have the characteristics of immortality and indestructibility.” Apollo’s golden eyes gazing, a trace of pressure emerged on his face.


    Suddenly, Hades’ cold voice echoed in his ears: “These are the embodiment of death.


    “These are the incarnation of death. How can you kill death itself?”


    “Do not struggle; nothing can escape the fate of death, even the real Primordial Gods.”


    “Only death itself can live forever!”


    “I’ll see if the so-called death is eternal!” Apollo shouted indifferently, and suddenly a golden book appeared in his hand.