Chapter 122

"Celeste was a kind girl who even came to entertain somebody like me! She was the pride of the underworld!" Happily bragging about the daughter of Hades, Prometheus grinned from ear to ear as he thrashed in his prison.

"Then why have we never heard of such a person?" Poking at the most obvious hole in the story Rossweisse felt doubt. To begin with, Hades physically could not have children due to his undead composition.

"Because she was only here for six months!" Laughing at the look of shock on the two girl's faces Prometheus did understand their surprise. Hades was a solitary deity, to warm her way into his and the rest of the underworld's heart in just six months was insane!

To an ancient being like Hades or even Prometheus for that matter her entire time in the underworld would be the equivalent to a human's blink of an eye. The way they perceived time was just too different from humanity to make such a short period meaningful.

"Celeste was our pride, our joy, and she had dreams grander than anyone else. She wanted to make this world one of peace for everyone regardless of nationality or species. The way she spoke about her goals was true Magic so we couldn't help but believe her." Fondly recalling those times Prometheus continued to fight against his prison.

On the surface, that was what Hades desired. He desired peace just as his 'daughter' wished for however the method was undesirable. In his mind, species like the devils were unnecessary variables that had to be removed to have this paradise.

"Everyone loved Celeste, however, she was closest to Hades and even called herself his daughter numerous times. Good times!" Cackling at his memories Prometheus still couldn't believe the old sack of bones reaction to being called her father. If he could cry he would have!

"Is she dead?" Interrupting the titan's laughter Shirone pushed toward the truth of the situation without regard for tact. Celeste seemed great but they didn't exactly have plenty of time. The battle with Hades was ever developing and their help would be necessary soon enough.

"No, she just returned to where she came from. This entire war is just that old grouch mourning for the child he lost so please, limit your wrath to only those involved." Lowering his head even while trapped in the ground Prometheus, the Father of Flames, begged.

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"Have you not learned your lesson?" Coldly yet scathingly cruel words slipped from Hades' bony mouth, his staff laid out in front of him as deathly energy manifested into a simple yet powerful barrier that effortlessly blocked the strike of the blue dragon before him.

The dragon was badly wounded but it was quickly healing, its dragon heart pumping out more and more energy each moment. It wasn't quite the true infinite it should be but it was more than enough to make the young dragon a difficult opponent.

Even without the limitations imposed by the prison dragon and holy flames, he found himself struggling to deal with the power of four emperors. But, this was only the first trial in his path to eternal paradise and he was not allowed to fall now or in the future.

Swinging his staff the blue dragon's huge form was sent flying away from the deity, the lizard's body crashing into numerous mountains of bones thousands of kilometers away. Raising his staff above his head and dropping it a blade of deathly energy dropped from the skies.

"Haha! I've saved you, Blue One! Doesn't that make me stronger?" Taunting the younger dragon Ddraig entered the battlefield engulfed in flames, the cracks and crevices between each of his scales billowing out flames endlessly that devoured the deathly blade.

"I could've blocked it." Grunting in dissatisfaction Ordes flew into the air, his eyes quickly locking onto his opponent who was almost effortlessly handling the White and Black Dragon Emperors who released energy almost as thick as Ddraig's. Almost. Hades was coming up slightly short.

Ordes didn't wish to overheat his dragon heart in case his king needed his assistance but he didn't have the energy to spare. Not only could he not fall behind the other emperors there was also no way he would fail his king's orders out of needless worry.

Pumping loudly he felt the nearly infinite energy rush through his body, deep blue energy emanating from him that froze everything around him. Ordes could never manage to enter the Domain at will but with his origin, it was essentially the same. 

Soaring through the air in the Eternity between one moment and the next snow began falling from all directions. It fell up, sideways, and certainly down and its goal was always Hades. It was an attack that Ordes intended to kill Hades quickly.

Accompanying the snow that pelted the god's bony body were Ordes' teeth, his body crashing into the sack of bones as eternity fell apart around them. Sinking his teeth even deeper into the god's body Ordes desperately held on even as the flames of Ddraig rained down on him, the poison of Albion struck his innards, and the corrosive shadows of Crom stuck to his scales.

He would never let go. Even as Hades sent an absurd amount of deathly energy into his body Ordes remained strong, his jaws firmly grasping the undead by his midriff. He would never let Hades go and the god clearly understood it which is why…

Pushing off the blue dragon's snout Hades ignored the pain as he ripped his torso in two, his legs remaining in the jaws of the beast as his torso floated in the air as he flowed deathly energy through his body to enhance his divinity to stay alive.

But that wasn't enough. The body instinctively cycled energy to prevent it from remaining stale and since half of Hades' body was missing most of it was lost halfway through. He had two options, either forcefully change the pathways his divinity traveled or accept this realm into him. 

The first option was difficult and next to impossible to anyone not named Ajuka or Damian while the second was much easier and safer albeit disastrous in the long run. As it stood, Hades was using the realm to empower himself with the immense deathly energy which would not change by accepting the realm into him.

However, if he did that the Greek pantheon would have nowhere for the dead to rest…

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