It could be confird that after being imprisoned in the underworld for thousands of years, enduring both loneliness and the decline of their divine power, Hera and Tyr's resentnt towards Hades had reached an imasurable level.
If John could rescue Hera and Tyr, he might be able to use their hands to eliminate Hades!
Thinking of this, John suddenly smiled.
"What am I thinking? Even if I rescue Hera and Tyr, they might not be willing to face Hades again. Besides, with their divine power weakened, it's uncertain if they could even be a match for Hades."
In any case, completing the main quest to kill Hades was almost impossible.
John didn't have the strength or the courage for it.
If a deity were to fall because of John, he had no doubt that by tomorrow, his existence would be erased.
So, the only optional quest left was to kill the dragon of the underworld.
Although John had never heard of such a dragon in Greek mythology, he was certain that this dragon couldn't be as troubleso as Hades.
"What are the quest rewards?"
[Based on performance, different levels of quest rewards will be given. The highest reward could be [divine] quality equipnt or items.]
"Then there's no choice. I have to complete the quest, or this trip will be for nothing."
John pinched the bridge of his nose, finally sorting out the situation.
Now, the first thing he needed to do beca clear: he had to find where Hera and Tyr were imprisoned.
Suppressing the cold, John stood up and walked onto the bridge of the underworld.
In a trance, he seed to hear a sound.
The sound ca from the pitch-black River of the Underworld, as if calling out to John. He even had an urge to jump in.
But soon, John regained his senses and took a few steps back, trying to stay as far away from the water as possible.
Who knew what terrifying things were in that river?
If he fell in, John feared he wouldn't even have the chance to use a teleportation scroll to forcibly leave the dungeon; he would be instantly erased.
The tricky part was that there wasn't a single living creature in the underworld, leaving John with no opportunity to offer a sacrifice and perform summoning magic.
Had he known this, John would have prepared plenty of monster corpses as offerings beforehand, but it was too late for regrets now.
Crossing the underworld bridge, John continued deeper, his body surface even forming a layer of frost.
His face turned pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably, clearly reaching his limit.
Just then, Seraphina's voice suddenly sounded in John's ear.
"As a living person, you are not accepted by the underworld. If you go further, your physical body will die completely, leaving only your soul. At that point, you will never be able to leave the underworld."
"Then... what should I do?"
"Separate your soul from your body and store your body in a safe place. Enter the underworld in a soul state."
"Wouldn't that an I'm dead?"
"If I'm suggesting this, I won't harm you. Don't worry, I can help you."
"But what about you? Aren't your divine powers almost depleted?"
John instinctively refused.
He didn't want Seraphina's remaining soul to dissipate completely before he could even leave the underworld.
"Don't worry about that. In the underworld, I can absorb so thin divine power to replenish myself. I won't dissipate."
"Are you sure? You're not trying to fool , are you?"
"...I'm not that bored, and you don't have much ti left. Right now, Hades is not in the underworld. I can't sense his presence. We must resolve everything before he returns."
"Sigh, you should've said so earlier. You had worried. If the main adversary isn't here, there's no need to be so cautious."
"Don't forget, there's still a dead dragon here. If it finds you, your end won't be pleasant either."
"Speaking of the dead dragon, what's the deal with it? Does Olympus have such creatures?"
"Olympus doesn't, but that doesn't an other pantheons don't. This dead dragon was seized by Hades and imprisoned in the underworld, constantly eroded by the underworld's aura, gradually being assimilated.
Its power is formidable, not yet at the level of a deity, but among demigods, it's top tier. Even seven [Apostles] combined couldn't match this dead dragon."
Hearing this, John's eyes widened.
"Seven [Apostles] combined can't beat it?"
"Of course! You think [Apostles] are strong? They're just vessels forcibly granted authority.
To be honest, only that [Deception] is sowhat interesting. The rest are just fools, charlatans."
Listening to Seraphina's disdainful tone, John's feelings were mixed.
If [Apostles] were the weakest among demigods, then how powerful were the deities?
Even with only one-fifth of its strength, [Betrayal] almost wiped them out.
This ga seed increasingly hopeless.
"Alright, let know when you're ready. I will separate your soul from your body. After that, I'll safeguard your physical form.
But rember, no matter what happens, every 12 hours, you must let your soul return to your body, or you will die permanently."
"Alright... I'm ready."
"Then let's begin."
Seraphina's voice echoed in John's ear.
In a trance, John seed to see Seraphina erging from the Eternal Alchemy Bible.
Though she was just a wisp of a remnant soul, her presence was overwhelming!
However, before John could fully grasp this, an excruciating pain struck him, making his vision go black, and he nearly passed out!
"I forgot to ntion, the process of separating your soul is extrely painful.
Essentially, it tricks your soul into thinking the body is dead, causing it to detach. So... you need to endure it."
"So... every 12 hours, I have to endure this pain again?"
"...Yes."
Hearing this, John suddenly laughed.
"Fortunately, pain keeps awake. But in this dark place, how will I know when 12 hours have passed?"
"Don't worry about that, I'll remind you. Stop talking. The crucial part is next. You must stay awake and not lose consciousness."
With that, Seraphina touched John's forehead. In an instant, John felt as if countless ants were gnawing at his body.
Each bite felt like it was directly biting into his soul, causing unbearable agony!
"How... how long will this last?"
"Thirty seconds."
Seraphina's response was brief, clearly focused on separating John's soul.
But those thirty seconds felt longer than a lifeti to John.
Each second brought soul-crushing pain, pushing him to the brink of unconsciousness.
Fortunately, it finally ended.
The pain abruptly ceased and vanished instantly.
When John ca to his senses, he noticed his physical body had collapsed on the ground, its face pallid.
"It... it worked..."
Seraphina, clearly exhausted from the effort, sounded fatigued.
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine. You should be more concerned about yourself.
Without your body, many things in the underworld will pose a threat to you.
Be very careful not to lose yourself here. Otherwise, even if I ca back to life, I wouldn't be able to save you.
This is Hades' domain, and only he has control over everything here."
"I understand. But where should I go? I know nothing about this place."
"I have so mories of it. I'll guide you."
"Thank you."
Without further ado, John followed Seraphina's guidance and headed upstream along the river of the underworld.
It was said that Hades' palace was there, and only there might he find the cages holding Tyr and Hera.
"So, Seraphina, how much do you know about Hades?"
"..."
"Seraphina? Have you fallen asleep?"
"No, I was just thinking about how to describe Hades to you. In the end, Zeus' description is the most fitting.
An absolutely lawful, imnsely powerful demon. No one would want to beco Hades' enemy, including Zeus himself."
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