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Chapter 1551: Chapter 500: Whose Soldier Is This, So Fierce (Part 2)

Omilos followed Xizor, his faith unwavering, always devoted to the Goddess of Death. Upon learning that the Goddess was in slumber and that the subsidiary gods, Grew and Saine, were causing chaos, he decisively joined Xizor’s rebellion suppression army.

The version refresh split Hades into three, with the three subsidiary gods accusing one another, each raising the banner of righteousness in death, vowing to annihilate the rebel army.

There were many more undead creatures as loyal as Omilos, fighting for their faith, never retreating even if their soul fire extinguished.

However, today’s battle was slightly different from before; she was here to suppress bandits.

A local ard group took advantage of the national crisis in Hades, claiming a mountain as king, supporting a new leader outside the three subsidiary gods.

The new leader was nad Rone, a Death Knight from the Mortal World. He captured the Prison of the Lost, gathering a group of vicious bandits who caused chaos everywhere, claiming that the three subsidiary gods rebelled and that the Goddess did not voluntarily slumber but was hard by the trio’s natural collaboration.

Rumor had it that Rone once called himself the ‘Son of the Goddess,’ with power no less than that of a subsidiary god.

Omilos did not believe a word of these ghost stories; the three subsidiary gods were personally selected by the Goddess of Death, their loyalty beyond doubt. Even if one participated in the rebellion, it was impossible for all three to do so.

It was too outrageous, obviously fake.

After the Prison of the Lost was captured, Rone led this group of criminals to plunder and pillage everywhere, committing countless cris, branded as bandits by the three subsidiary gods, who had repeatedly tried to annihilate them jointly.

All attempts failed.

Rone was incredibly powerful, without the strength level of a demigod, facing him ant certain defeat.

Moreover, Rone was cunning and full of sches, never facing the army head-on, always breaking up his deploynt into smaller forces, taking a hit-and-run approach.

The most terrifying part was Rone’s incredible skill in manipulating hearts. Once the deploynt of the three subsidiary gods fell into his hands, it wouldn’t take two days before they would change completely, shouting about faith and loyalty, joining Rone’s bandit army to pillage everywhere.

The snowball kept growing, seemingly with the potential to sweep across all of Hades.

Omilos received reliable information that there was a band of bandit forces under Rone nearby, secretly expanding their power, which must be eradicated quickly, or else the surrounding undead creatures would have no place to rest.

This was intelligence gathered by Sukra, who, with Wayne’s help in creating a body, was of the sa species as the Death Banshee born in Hades. Omilos, just past the threshold of a demigod, couldn’t recognize this and really mistook her for a malnourished kind.

To his own people, Omilos took great care, assigning a summoned army to Sukra, advising her to be cautious on the battlefield.

Not asking for ritorious achievents in killing, just don’t hold others back.

And Sukra was willing to stay, not only because she couldn’t resist Wayne, but also because the na of the rebel leader here particularly intrigued her.

Cling clang!

“…”xN

A group of Death Banshees glared at Sukra, with Omilos at the forefront, their faces full of displeasure.

They knew she was malnourished, unable to summon an army, having only one foolish Skeleton Soldier under her command, and that damnable Bull Horn Helt.

Now being given an army, why hasn’t she disbanded the Skeleton Soldier’s summoning? Clang clang, does she think she’s funny?

Sukra was speechless, opened her mouth trying to explain sothing but was waved off by Omilos to the rear of the main force.

Rumble!!

The army set off, splitting into several units, under Omilos’s command, the Death Banshees led one group, encircling the bandit army in the valley from all directions.

No rcy, only total annihilation.

Sukra rode a Bone Winged Dragon, hovering in mid-air following behind the main force.

The five-ter long dragon’s lines may not be sleek, but it’s definitely bony, light, agile, and highly maneuverable, very much like Dreyne’s dragon mount.

Sukra, from that height, looked down at Wayne, seeing the foolish skeleton repeatedly fiddling with the Bull Horn Helt in his arms, rolling her eyes.

Damn Bull Helt, can you put it down!

“Wayne, I just gathered news about Rone and the local bandit leader; her na is Laisha, who used to be an official of The Eternal Hall.”

Sukra sent a telepathic transmission: “I know Laisha; she was my previous Death Holy Maiden and also my ntor.”

“Sothing like that?!”

The Minotaur’s Proof in Wayne’s hand imdiately lost interest; he put on the helt and responded: “Sukra, is your ntor pretty? Is she married? Don’t tell she’s also a lazybones like you?”

This question was utterly pointless; the Holy Maiden represents the Goddess’s walk in the Mortal World, the selection is extrely strict, and the Holy Maidens from various churches always have great appearance.

Outstanding representative being Anastasia, Wayne’s Moonlight, beautiful and kind, her moral qualities overshadowing the Dark Goddess.

As for marriage…

Sukra was too lazy to bicker, continuing the telepathic transmission: “The Eternal Hall has twelve officials, close attendants of the Goddess, filled by Holy Maidens who entered the Divine Nation, currently not yet full, I guess…”

“What, your ntor also has a ntor, and even a ntor’s ntor’s ntor?”

Wayne imdiately beca alert, exclaiming: “Sohow, Sukra, you’re particularly beautiful today!”

Bastard, this is Hades, not Lundan, don’t bring your upper-class noble habits over here.

Sukra gave Wayne a harsh disdainful look, angrily saying: “If you interrupt again, I won’t talk anymore.”

“Then keep talking, and continue when your mouth is idle.”

“…”

Sukra was utterly speechless, the more she thought about it, the angrier she got, and because she was helpless, she could only choose to endure.

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