"Master, don't kill him outright. Try to force out his weapon," Bajie said from Between the Gray Mists.
"Mm, let's try it." Tang Luo did not know whether Hades, the Lord of the Underworld, had any weapons.
In any case, he would beat him first. Once the other side could no longer hold out, he would naturally bring out his weapon.
"Hades isn't dead!" Meng Tian shouted from the other side, warning Tang Luo.
Even without being told, Tang Luo could tell.
Hades had died far too cleanly. Those two palm strikes just now had merely been Tang Luo's test. There was no reason Hades should have been killed so easily.
To die just like that would have been too unworthy of Hades's flashy entrance.
In the night, Hades indeed appeared once more. His black robe was gone, replaced by a magnificent suit of dark armor.
He wore no helmet. His long black hair moved without wind, and a faint red glow shone from his eyes.
"Oh." Tang Luo suddenly slapped his hand. "So you're Saints!"
Seeing the Underworld Lord's splendid armor, along with Ares's armor, Tang Luo suddenly remembered that these people had the appearance style of Saints, unlike Thor's mythological style.
More than one Hades appeared.
There were ten identical figures floating in the night sky. They were not phantoms; every one of them truly existed.
With no unnecessary words, apparently enraged by Tang Luo having "killed" him with a slap, Hades raised his hand. Scarlet light flashed from all ten index fingers.
Ten extremely thin red beams shot toward Tang Luo.
Tang Luo moved, and the beams immediately changed course, chasing after him.
In an instant, they wove into a net across the night sky, yet they failed to catch Tang Luo.
Instead, Tang Luo closed in