Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades novel Chapter 737

Chapter 737: Truth

Their auras pressed against his body, forcing him down.

Smoke rippled violently as the invisible force pinned him, bones creaking under the weight.

"How dare an insect like you tell us what to do?" Kram thundered, voice booming like an avalanche. "We should kill you where you stand."

The man grunted.

His figure was smashed into the marble wall with a violent crack.

His body slid down.

"You can kill me," he rasped, "but that will only harm you. It will be your loss, not mine." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

The ancient dragons froze.

Their gazes flickered toward one another.

For a long moment, only the echo of their aura roared through the chamber.

Then Kram grunted sharply, withdrawing his aura just enough to release him.

His body was yanked back by an unseen pull, slamming once more into the wall before they fully let go.

Dust shook loose from the ceiling.

"Next time," Kram rumbled, "you die if you dare command us again."

The man coughed harshly but forced a laugh.

"Thank you for your generosity in letting me live."

He pushed himself up, jumping down lightly from the shattered wall.

He brushed himself off, though the haze around him still obscured his form.

He caught Rhaegor-Kul’s sharp stare and chuckled. "Please, Supreme Commander, don’t mind it. Tensions are high, after all."

The air remained thick, but eventually the atmosphere settled enough for words to resume.

Rhaegor-Kul stayed silent, only folding his massive arms as he waited.

The man spoke first. "I cannot reveal my name for several reasons. But I will say this, I’ve brought all parties here today for a reason."

The dragons snorted arrogantly, but said nothing yet.

Rhaegor-Kul’s gaze narrowed.

He didn’t interrupt.

"The ancient dragons want to kill the kin of Prime Death," the man continued. "And so does the Alliance. Our goals align in this."

His words hung in the air.

"However," he went on, "the ancient dragons cannot act because of the Deathbounds. If they move directly, they will not be able to kill the kin of Prime Death easily. And the Alliance, despite its resources, has yet to locate Nameless Death."

"You know his location." Rhaegor-Kul’s eyes sharpened.

"We do. But revealing that alone is meaningless. Even if you go to him, there is a high chance he will be able to escape. And when he does, he will come back. Vengeance will be inevitable."

"The Alliance can take care of him."

The man chuckled, shaking his head slowly. "You don’t understand.

"He can copy any technique. He can create a counter for anything you throw at him.

"He grows stronger with every moment, passively, without lifting a hand.

"He can devour anything, and gain their existence, their memory, their Concepts, and their abilities.

"He is not even a Second Step Heavenbreaker yet, and he is already strong enough to kill the weaker leaders of the Alliance.

"You cannot kill him. It’s impossible. He has more than five types of immortalities. He will manage to revive himself no matter what you do.

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