A deathly silence fell over the crowd. Even the fierce battle that raged
on between Albert
and the four major gods came to a standstill. Everyone gaped with disbeli
ef as they watched on. Hades, the God of the Underworld, a royal god of t
he Hall of Gods, had died just like that? With just one move? By a mere m
ortal? How the hell was that possible?
He possessed powers no less than those of ultimate grandmasters and was a
supreme expert in Streuqua! His level of destruction was supposed to be
on the same level as nuclear weapons! But such an impressive person just
had his neck snapped by an old man! How horrifying!
After a short moment of eerie silence, a commotion broke out.
"I wasn't hallucinating, was I? A royal god from the Hall of Gods had jus
t been killed in one move?" "Oh goodness! What's going on? Am I dreaming?
"
"An impressive fight! An impressive fight indeed!"
The members of Boulderthorn watched everything with their hearts in their
mouths. From the Williams men to the guildmaster, Sir Lincoln, every one
of them was gripped by fear. Who would have thought that an attendant wa
s so mighty? Was this truly the power of the unrivaled master in the pala
ce? He was fearsome!
"Lord Hades died?" Athena and the rest of the major gods were horrified b
y the sight before them. Their original plan had been to let the four of
them hold the West Lucozian army back while Lord Hades delivered the fata
l blow to Rufus.
They had predicted every possibility that could happen during the assassi
nation, rehearsed a million times, and had a success rate of over 99%. Bu
t in all of their predictions, they had never expected Nestor to arrive s
o soon, and that even Lord Hades was no match for him. As much as they we
re unwilling to accept defeat, they had no means of denying it. They were
utterly and completely defeated!
"Ares! Get out of here!" Athena hissed through clenched teeth as she made
a dash for it.
"Damn it! We were so close!" Ares roared defiantly. However, he had no ot
her choice but to escape along with his comrades. If the person was able
to kill Lord Hades, then they clearly weren't a match for him.
"Do you think that you can escape?" Nestor's eyes narrowed before he disa
ppeared once again. When he appeared
again five minutes later, he held four heads in his hands.
Athena, Ares, Apollo, and Heracles… The four major gods from the Hall of
Gods. Not a single one of them escaped. All four of them died at the hand
s of Nestor Wilkins.
The crowd inhaled sharply at the grotesque sight of four bloody heads han
ging from his hands. To even have the chance of escaping was a luxury in
and of itself in the face of true power. At that moment, Nestor was a per
son who was many times more daunting than any God they ever believed in.
With a dull thud, Nestor chucked the heads aside. Then, under the disbeli
eving gaze of the crowd, he got on one knee before Rufus and Dustin. "Nes
tor Wilkins at your service, Your Highness,
Prince of Theswe! And at your service, Your Grace!" With that, he bowed d
eeply with such humility towards them.
"What?" The crowd felt as if they had been struck by lightning and were a
ll shocked silly. They had not even gotten over the fact that four major
gods and a royal god had been killed today, and now they had even more su
rprising news to digest.
Never in their dreams had they ever imagined that the unrivaled master fr
om the palace, someone who had killed Hades with just a single move, woul
d get on his knees and bow to another person. in public.
How the hell was that possible? They had always known that only the stron
g were respected. The old man, Nestor, seemed almost invincible! He was d
efinitely the most superior person in all of Dragonmarsh!