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"Hmm?"
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It seemed he had noticed something. Charon abruptly turned his gaze toward the distant sky. It wasn't just a black dot but a figure at the highest point. In a flicker, the figure appeared somewhat disappointed, shook his head, then, gripping a longsword, slashed downwards.
Boom——
An inexplicable sense of alarm surged in his heart, a feeling of fear conveyed by the Styx River itself to Charon. Instinctively wanting to flee, he found there was nowhere to hide.
The next moment, as if it were a continuation of the previous changes, when the Black Sword pressed down, the entire realm shook with it. The water of the Styx River churned out of its banks, the molten magma of the fire river flowed through fissures in the ground, and then everything, everything came to a halt with a sword slash that split the entire Underworld from east to west, as if everything had utterly died.
