Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades novel Chapter 736

Chapter 736: Mysterious Figure

Rhaegor-Kul (Supreme Commander of Alliance) POV

Rhaegor-Kul’s steps echoed like thunder across the polished stone of the Alliance citadel.

Each stride was heavy enough that the floor seemed to groan beneath him.

His mind was not on the path he walked, but on the words his vice-commander had spoken to him earlier.

"He is the son of Prime Death, huh?" Rhaegor-Kul muttered under his breath, the weight of the statement clinging to him like a curse.

Prime Death’s name was enough to make the boldest Supreme pause.

That being had always existed like a scythe of death above the cosmos, unmoving, silent, and yet impossible to forget.

Everyone understood that as long as no great sin was committed, Prime Death would remain in his sleep.

That truth was the only fortune for the Alliance and its leaders.

Because if Prime Death had ever chosen to act in vengeance for his son’s sake...

Rhaegor-Kul flexed his massive hands, causing the air to creak around them.

"Perhaps the Alliance wouldn’t even be standing right now," he admitted grimly.

He forced his focus to shift.

Prime Death wasn’t the only matter to dwell on.

"Heavenbreaker," he muttered, eyes narrowing. "That man is dangerous. How did he reach Stage 6 so quickly?"

The thought alone was maddening.

Be Supremes, or mortals, everyone understood how difficult the leap from Stage 5 to Stage 6 was supposed to be.

Some spent entire ages clawing toward that stage, yet the Heavenbreaker had forced his way up at unnatural speed.

Rhaegor-Kul’s mind briefly entertained the comparison.

"Is he as Realm Divinity God like the Machine God?"

The idea was immediately dismissed.

Heavenbreakers could not become Realm Divinity Gods.

Their very foundation was different.

The Supreme Commander exhaled heavily, shaking his head. That answer only left more questions.

When he finally entered the palace, servants and aides bowed quickly, scurrying aside as the giant figure strode past them.

His secretary approached, a thin woman with sharp eyes and steady hands.

She carried a tablet filled with documents, already reciting his schedule.

"Supreme Commander, today’s agenda includes three military councils, two strategic briefings, and private discussions with seven representatives. There is also a list of petitioners seeking audience. Most are minor lords or researchers, but the list is long."

She showed him the digital board, names scrolling down in glowing text.

Rhaegor-Kul’s gaze swept over them quickly, but his eyes froze when they landed on the last entry—the lowest priority.

"Read this one aloud," he ordered, his voice rumbling.

The secretary blinked, then read the name softly.

Rhaegor-Kul frowned.

His eyes sharpened in a way that made the woman falter, just slightly.

"This man has a special existence," he said, his tone weighted. "Only those at Stage 6 and above can perceive that. Do you understand what that means?"

Her lips parted, but no words came out at first.

When she managed to speak, her voice held a tremor she tried to disguise. "Is... is he a reclusive powerhouse?"

"Yes," Rhaegor-Kul confirmed. "Only people from the era of the universe’s creation wield techniques like this. Call him. I will meet him first."

The secretary bowed quickly, moving with renewed urgency.

Rhaegor-Kul remained still for a long moment, staring at the list before him.

He did not understand why such a being would come to him now.

Nonetheless, he held no fear in meeting such a mysterious figure.

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