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Chapter 31 The Great War in Chaos
In chaos, before darkness.

Hephaestus returned from the ruins of the world, ready to return to the present.

The continuous dilapidated world seems to have no end. He has already gained a lot before he found the original world. He left a signpost in the farthest world he reached, and wanted to explore after laying a solid foundation.

He noticed that there was a black shadow sitting cross-legged in the crack he opened.

The black shadow is between illusion and reality. It should be an incarnation, faintly connected with the underworld, which represents the dark side of the world.

"Hades, what's the matter?" he asked.

Hephaestus was also very curious in his heart. It was not surprising that Hades knew these broken worlds. The strange thing was that he seemed to be waiting for himself.

Hades, who came in an avatar, replied: "It's nothing, I just want you to go back later."

Hephaestus' heart skipped a beat.

Something happened in the world, and it was someone who had a close relationship with him.

Who will it be?Could it be Aglaia that deserves Hades to use a clone that is closely connected with the origin of the underworld!
No, I have to go back as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Hephaestus' expression became indifferent, flames appeared on his shoulders and above his head, the history book appeared in his hands, and even the chaos behind him became colorful, and the past history reappeared on it.

Without any hesitation, the three flames merged into one, and the ancient text floated and sank in the flames, heading towards Hades.

Facing Hephaestus' menacing approach, Hades, who descended as an avatar, rose from his cross-legged posture. He raised his hand, and the wall of the underworld appeared in the chaos. Although Hephaestus' full blow Shake the entire underworld, but there is nothing to do with Hades who is hiding behind the boundary wall.

Hephaestus' tone was cold upon seeing this:
"We don't have a holiday, what are you going to do?"

"Are you really not afraid that I will destroy your underworld after I return?"

Hades replied, "Of course I'm afraid."

"But the relationship between you and Clotho is too good."

"With you here, it will be difficult for her to be targeted."

"If possible, I don't want to touch her, but her connection with fate is too deep. If she wants to disturb fate, she can only fall."

Hephaestus shrank his pupils, because Hades was not talking about the lock, but the fall.

What kind of arrangement can make a god fall?
He reacted immediately.

"Lincos?!!"

Hades didn't answer, the death energy filled the chaos, and the wall of the underworld in front of him seemed to be thicker.

Confrontation?then come!
Hephaestus opened the history books, and the phantoms of countless worlds slowly emerged in the chaos. They were born, they continued, they came to an end, and then fell to Hades with the power of the world's fall.

Hades wants to block him with the wall of the underworld, and Hephaestus will smash his underworld head-on.

There is nothing fancy, this is a confrontation of pure force and force, and it is also a rare face-to-face confrontation between powerful gods at the first level of divine power.

Hades was the first to be unable to hold on. The wall of the underworld in front of him had become thinner and would burst at any time.

He shook his head: "Unfortunately, my real body can't come, otherwise the outcome is unknown."

"I wanted to keep this clone, but I was greedy."

"But it won't be used in the future."

He suddenly removed the boundary wall of the underworld, and his figure became blurred and distorted.

The majestic divine power poured out of his body regardless of the consequences and the cost, the surrounding chaos was stained with darkness, and his body was gradually collapsing and dying.

How powerful is the power obtained at the cost of the destruction of a clone connected to the origin of the underworld, and the illusory world that Hephaestus pulled out of history was directly frozen.

This is not over yet, endless dead energy is rushing towards Hephaestus, trying to push him into the depths of chaos and make him lost forever.

Facing infinite death.

Hephaestus' eyes turned golden, his whole body was wrapped in flames, and mist filled his body. He completely revealed the true form of his flame source.

The power of the time history book was urged to the extreme, firmly fixed the fluctuating chaos around him, and under the washing of death, Hephaestus was like a towering green mountain. If you let the wind blow from all directions, I will stand still.

His strategy is very clear. There is a limit to the power that Hades can overdraw. As long as he survives the most violent first wave of offensive, his time will be behind.

Hades naturally noticed it too, and he chuckled lightly: "This is not enough, use all your strength, Hephaestus."

After saying that he self-destructed.

At the place where he self-destructed, the dead energy gathered into a celestial body, like a black sun, and then exploded with a bang.

The powerful impact engulfed the surrounding chaos, like rippling water waves submerging Hephaestus.

But a flaming hand forcibly stretched out, and with a light stroke, the streamer behind the crack flew into the chaos and fell into the palm of Hephaestus.

He held up the lamp, and the place where the light illuminated was all quiet, as if nothing had happened.

But Hades also achieved his goal, successfully forcing Hephaestus to use the streamer as an anchor, and destroyed the gap between chaos and the world while he was at his wits' end.

Hades' clone has been completely annihilated.

Hephaestus asked the darkness in front of him: "Your Majesty Erebus, can you let me go?"

There was no movement in the darkness in front of him, as if this was his answer.

Hephaestus could only smile wryly: "Are you on his side this time?"

He carried a streamer, and the soft light illuminated the road ahead.

If you can't take the main road, you can only make a detour, and I don't know if you can catch up.

……

On the ground, Chiron was on his way, with an anxious expression on his face, looking behind him from time to time.

He comforted himself: "It's good to go to the sea. Human beings have never set foot in the sea."

Chiron could only smile wryly when he thought that he was a god but would be chased away by tiny humans.

But the two humans chasing after him were too weird. One was covered in iron armor, no matter how many times he was knocked down, he could get up again, and he would never die at all. The other was even more outrageous, holding a divine weapon.

Instinctively, Chiron felt himself drawn into the strife of powerful gods.

He was born with a low life, and he has no title of God but no corresponding authority, so he dare not fight at all.

The burns on his body reminded him all the time that the gap between gods and gods is sometimes even greater than the gap between gods and humans.

He still can't forget the sun in the sky and the tyrannical figure high above. He was still very young at that time, trying to challenge the authority, and then he was left with unforgettable burns.

The feeling of death coming, he swore he would never face it again.

Thinking of this, Chiron couldn't help but have a sore nose.

He is also a person of extraordinary background, his father is Cronus, and his mother is the sea nymph Phylula, the daughter of the ocean god Oceanus and the sea goddess Tesis.

It's a pity that his mother was just Cronus' lover, and because he was born a monster, he was abandoned when he was a baby.

Only he himself knows how he survived these years.

The pursuers behind him had already arrived and could not run away.

Chiron stopped, turned to look at the two, and said with emotion: "If I was born beautiful, I wouldn't be a monster."

"How wonderful that would be!"

(End of this chapter)