Your Wife Is in My Hands!

In a solemn and quiet courtyard, an elegant woman, draped in a light veil and wearing a black hair crown, leans against the corridor, leisurely and languidly gazing at the daffodils blooming in the pond.

Peel the pomegranate seeds in your palm, put them in your lips and teeth, gently bite and suck, the juice bursts out, sweet and sour with a hint of astringency.

The goddess's emerald eyes flickered with complex emotions, and she sighed inwardly.

It was because of these two things that I was once condemned to the dark and hopeless underworld. Now, they have become the objects that held my hopes and dreams. It's quite ironic.

Memories of playing and frolicking with Nymph in the forest valleys flooded back, and the goddess seemed somewhat disinterested in the beautiful daffodils blooming before her.

Just as she was yawning and about to take a nap on the table, a dark gray Death Qi surged and churned, and a huge shadow descended from above, covering the entire courtyard.

"You're back? You've been guarding that thing for me, haven't you..."

The goddess frowned slightly, no longer feeling sleepy, and asked the question in a nonchalant manner. At the same time, she raised her head and looked at the door wall behind her.

The moment she turned her head, her tongue went blank. Under her pupils, a monstrous dragon head with black, cold scales and a strong sulfurous smell emanating from its nostrils was looming over the wall, looking down into the courtyard. It was staring at her with a savage grin, revealing a mouthful of sharp, jagged teeth.

Under the monster's sharp claws, dozens of skeletons and ghosts guarding the courtyard were casually smashed into pieces...

"Roar!"

The dragon suddenly lowered its head, whimpering and hissing. The goddess's face turned pale, until she retreated to a corner, with nowhere to hide, and closed her eyes in terror.

After several dozen breaths, the expected biting and pain from the goddess arrived as promised. When the goddess cautiously opened her eyes a crack, she saw the dragon's head hanging down, revealing a fawning smile like a puppy, with a bunch of emerald green Olive Branch in its mouth.

At the same time, the Elysium.

Human Heroic Spirit clashed with the Titan Old Gods and Typhon monsters, and as the battle intensified, the human Heroic Spirit inevitably began to struggle.

Fortunately, it seems that Hades was able to awaken a limited number and frequency of his followers through the divine seal because Zeus had not completely relinquished power.

On the other hand, after being nourished by the spiritual veins of Elysium, the human Spirit Origin have Elysium reached the Deity-class. Moreover, the defection of God of Death, Hypnos, and Styx Ferryman, as well as the addition of top warriors such as Heracles, Perseus, and Oryx, have enabled them to remain undefeated even when facing these Titan Old Gods and Typhon monsters.

Soon after, three Underworld Judge, who had risen from the ground, also quietly infiltrated the human ranks to help resist the onslaught of these Divine Seal Puppet.

After all, besides Rhadamanthus, whose identity has been exposed as an actor, Aeacus and Minos also have questionable backgrounds.

One was Chiron's son-in-law, the father of the Great Hero Telamon and Peleus; the other was Circe's brother-in-law, the Lord of the Kingdom of Minos on the Crete Island, the cradle of humankind in Greece...

As for the two most troublesome Hecatoncheires, Artemis and Hecate held them back respectively.

The two goddesses are a hunter who has similar experience in fighting enemies and is skilled at maneuvering and fighting; and a Witch with mysterious methods and ancient witchcraft.

Even though the Hecatoncheires was thick-skinned and tough, he still couldn't gain any advantage over his two opponents. He could only be bombarded until he was dizzy and roared angrily.

Upon seeing this, Hades's face darkened, and his brow furrowed deeply.

He hadn't expected that, despite using every trick in the book, this group of rebellious gods would be so difficult to deal with.

Does this mean we should further liberate the Tartarus Dungeon?

As King of the Underworld hesitated to raise his longsword, a spear of light suddenly appeared from the side, transforming into a sky full of cold stars. Its sharpness enveloped Hades' divine core and the vital points of his ethereal circuits, forcing Hades to withdraw his hand and defend. Hades' sword danced in an arc, barely blocking this tricky attack.

Amidst a clanging and clashing of metal, the Cross Spear struck the spine of the sword, forcing Hades to stagger backward.

As soon as King of the Underworld settled down, he no longer hesitated and chose to further open the Taboo of the Gods.

Even if the number of monsters is large and I can't completely and accurately control them, it's still better than the current stalemate.

"Taboo of the Gods, hell..."

"You want to come again?!"

Constantly keeping a close watch on Hades the Ancient Serpent, he leaned back, his spine stretching into an exaggerated arc like a fully drawn bowstring. The Cross Spear in his hand, imbued with immense power, pierced through the air, instantly interrupting King of the Underworld's skill casting.

Moreover, Samael, who was always adept at psychological warfare and creating favorable conditions to bully the weak, waited until Hades' divine power was halfway gathered before launching a sneaky attack to disrupt the opponent's rhythm.

Forced into a corner, Hades had no choice but to stop further unsealing the [Taboo of the Gods] technique, forcibly restraining his divine power and slashing forward with his sword.

As the etheric waves surged and the divine core violently trembled, Hades' injuries worsened, and he spat out a mouthful of Reverse Blood, his eyes blazing with resentment.

Even disregarding other factors, in a one-on-one duel, even if he couldn't secure a victory against this guy, he could at least put up a fight to a standstill, and wouldn't be in such a sorry state.

Unfortunately, this bastard lacked martial ethics and repeatedly schemed against him, preventing him from maintaining his peak condition and subjecting him to constant control.

I don't think I've ever had such a frustrating fight since I was born. That snake is a real piece of work!

However, although he was injured again by the attack just now, his opponent also lost his weapon. All things considered, he didn't lose out.

Now, let's see what you can do to stop me!

King of the Underworld pushed off with both feet, sliding backward across the ground and carving out deep furrows. At the same time, he forcefully suppressed his surging blood and qi, gripped the sword hilt with both hands, plunged the blade into the ground, and rapidly chanted divine incantations, intending to try to activate the [Taboo of the Gods] once again.

"Hades! Take this!"

Just then, a loud shout came from the opposite side, causing Hades, who had been tricked and traumatized, to King of the Underworld stop casting and look up.

His eyes instantly met those of a golden shield, and then of a slowly opening Gorgon head sculpture.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, Samael emerged from behind the shield, drew his bow, and fired an arrow—a cone-shaped arrow with intricate incantations carved on its tip and slightly crimson blades—from which he shot forth.

Hades sensed an alarm and was about to draw his sword to strike when he was suddenly overcome by an indescribable heaviness throughout his body. His bones and muscles felt as if they were rusted and corroded through bearings, making it difficult for him to control himself.

As he subconsciously looked down, he saw the grayish-brown marks spreading from his feet to his entire body, and the numbness and stiffness came from this.

Damn! Stone slag!

Hades only had time to curse under his breath before a strong tearing sensation came from his wrist. He lost his grip on the Underworld King's Sword, which slipped from his hand and plunged into the ground with a mournful cry, trembling incessantly.

"You..."

"Bang!"

The male god, clad in golden armor, spread his magnificent wings and, like a comet plummeting from the sky, instantly descended before Hades. He pressed down on Hades' chest and, with overwhelming force, ruthlessly pushed him against the tree trunk, brutally subduing him.

"...mean!"

"Thank you for the compliment!"

Hades angrily accused his opponent of moral depravity, but when the opponent responded with a shameless smile, Hades nearly coughed up blood several feet away.

In his grief and rage, King of the Underworld was about to struggle to his feet and fight again when a bronze arrow pierced his wrist, sending a strong burning sensation through him, along with excruciating, needle-like pain.

Samael pressed Hades' arm down, smiled elegantly, and kindly reminded him.

"Don't move around, you've been poisoned."

As far as he knew, Hades had low poison resistance. When Heracles was about to harass Cerberus came to stop him but was shot by Hercules 'Hydra poisoned arrow and suffered greatly. He went to Olympus to seek treatment from the god of medicine and was cured.

Compared to the venom of Xiao Jiu, the venom of Samael has a more powerful corrosive and paralyzing effect on divinity.

After all, he had bitten the serpent of God's original sin.

King of the Underworld looked at his swollen pig's trotters, his purplish-black skin, his swollen arms, and his grayish-brown lower body covered in stone. His lips twitched, and he wished he could tear this bastard in front of him to pieces.

Hades snorted angrily, clearly resentful.

"You will never get the key to the Taboo of the Gods from me! Even if you defeat me, you will never defeat Zeus!"

Samael had anticipated this. Unperturbed by Hades's resistance, he leaned close to the King of the King of the Underworld's ear, pointed diagonally in a certain direction, and whispered with a smile.

"Well, your wife is in my hands..."