Chapter 152: The Fire Spirit Formed by the Soul Can Perfectly Contain All Divine Flames

The boy exerted all his strength, but no matter how hard he tried, it seemed as if he could never see the end. Even though his heart was steadfast enough, at this moment he gradually fell into a state of confusion.

"You want to resurrect your brother."

"Then."

"Come here."

"Come and find your true destination."

At this moment, a voice gradually began to sound in the boy's ears, causing him to show a look of astonishment in his eyes.

"Who?"

"Who?"

The boy hurriedly looked around, but apart from the other trainees, there was no one else. The boy didn't know whether the voice was true or false, but regardless, he decided to take a gamble.

He knew very well that if he continued like this, he wouldn't qualify for Hyperion to help resurrect his brother. As time passed, his brother would likely dissipate forever. But now, a voice had appeared.

This voice told him that it could resurrect his brother. No matter what, the boy had to seize this opportunity, even if the owner of the voice was a devil. For the boy, it didn't matter who it was.

He had to resurrect his brother!

He must!

He must!

The boy gradually left the resting area. Since it was rest time, no one stopped him. Even the instructors, if they saw him, didn't bother with him.

In their eyes, this boy was just overestimating himself and was not worth mentioning at all. Among all the boys, he couldn't even be considered top-tier. And he hoped that Lord Hyperion would help him resurrect his brother?

What do you think you are?!

This was almost everyone's thought, but the boy knew all of this and didn't care. He knew it was meaningless.

The boy had to keep going. No matter what, he had to resurrect his brother.

The boy didn't know who was calling him, but it seemed as if his heart was guiding him to where he needed to go. As time passed, he stepped further and further away.

"Here..."

"Is it here?"

Step by step, the boy approached and saw three figures standing there. The moment he saw these three figures, he didn't know why, but he suddenly had a feeling.

It felt as if these three figures could indeed resurrect his brother. This feeling was very strong. The boy didn't know why, but he knew he had to seize this opportunity.

If he lost this opportunity, it would be too despairing. Because of this, the boy hurriedly approached.

"..."

The Twin Gods didn't understand what their Lord Hades was waiting for, but naturally, they didn't speak. As time passed, they noticed a boy gradually approaching.

The Twin Gods had guessed that this boy was probably the one their Lord Hades was waiting for, but they still remained somewhat vigilant. After all, one must always be cautious in case of any problems.

The approaching boy didn't hesitate and knelt on the ground, prostrating himself. He respectfully said, "Honorable God! Honorable God! Is it you?"

"..."

The Twin Gods didn't know what to say. This felt somewhat wrong, but it was clearly the boy guided here by Lord Hades.

Ultimately!

The Twin Gods remained silent and made no unnecessary moves.

"It's me," Hades said slowly. "The Lord of the Underworld."

"Lord of the Underworld!"

"Lord of the Underworld!"

The boy immediately understood. He hurriedly continued prostrating, banging his head on the ground even if it broke open. He didn't care at all. He urgently said, "Lord of the Underworld! Please, please, resurrect my brother. I am willing to give anything."

"Life."

"Soul."

"Even..."

"I don't know. I don't know what else I can give. As long as it's something I can offer, I will give it to you. Whatever you want, I will strive to obtain it. Please, Lord of the Underworld, please resurrect my brother!"

The boy's desperate actions gave the Twin Gods a strange feeling. It was hard to describe—there was an endless mix of despair and hope within the boy. This feeling was quite odd, but of course, the Twin Gods had no sympathy.

Joking aside!

As gods of the underworld, they had seen everything in the Underworld. No joke, they had witnessed countless situations of life and death.

The Twin Gods didn't care, watching the grieving boy without any change in expression.

Hades spoke calmly, "I can. I will resurrect your brother, but both of you will eternally serve me."

"Thank you, Lord of the Underworld!"

"Thank you, Lord of the Underworld!"

The boy was stunned and then hurriedly continued prostrating. He was so excited that he trembled all over, feeling as if he were in a dream.

For the boy, he wanted to cry, but he knew he had to be strong. Only by showing value to the Lord of the Underworld could he survive. No! Whether he survived or not was irrelevant; as long as his brother lived, that was enough.

"Hu~~~"

"Hu~~~"

The boy panted heavily, and Hades said calmly, "Your brother's soul has nearly reached its limit. Even with divine power, I cannot fully resurrect him. He will transform, using flames as his core, into a new being. This is the only outcome."

"Yes!"

The boy didn't care about any of this. Whether his brother was human or not wasn't important! As long as he was alive, that was what mattered most.

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