Monasse's chains condensed with the power of the Netherworld almost pierced all the penetrable parts of Embol's body, and blood flowed out like a spring, staining the ground beneath Embol's feet red.

Embol just stared blankly at the chain that had pierced his body, and did not respond.

In Monasse's memory, no one had ever been able to survive such an attack, if not immediately, but not far from death. Instead of immediately mending the knife, he let Embol hang there, and he walked in front of Daisey.

Looking at Daiusse, who had fallen to the ground and was no longer alive, the corners of Monasse's eyes twitched, and the muscles on his face twisted together, he was in a very sad mood at this time, but he couldn't make any expression.

After becoming the Emperor of Hades, Monasse had long made up his mind that no matter what he faced, he would not show his weak side, and over time, he forgot what it meant to be sad and what it was to cry.

Monasse crouched down and stared at Daisena's eyes that were still open, but devoid of any sparkle. Even so, Monasse could still see the most sincere and intense brotherly love in Daise's eyes.

Monasse gritted his teeth and closed Daesse's eyes, which had not yet closed.

"Brother, I will help you avenge ......" Monasse whispered to the corpse of Daise, who was already chilling, and stood up, turned around, and returned his gaze to Embol.

But seeing the scene in front of him, Monasse's eyes couldn't help but widen, and his face was full of surprise.

I saw that the chains that should have made Embol's body tattered had all disappeared for some reason, and the bloody holes on Embol's body that had been pierced by the chains had also been restored for some reason, and Embol stood intact in front of him.

"Why ......?" Monasse couldn't believe what he was seeing, and he subconsciously took a step back and distanced himself from Embol.

Embol looked at Monasse calmly, then silently closed his eyes.

When Embol opened her eyes again, she looked at Monasse with a chilling murderous intent, the look of a dying prey.

Noticing Embol's eyes, Monasse felt the terrifying killing intent, and couldn't help but shudder. He didn't dare to slack off at all, and immediately mobilized the netherworld power in his body and entered a combat state.

The two sides didn't face off for long, and after a few seconds, Embol moved, and she took a step towards Monasse, very soft, seemingly slow.

Noticing Embol's obvious movements, Monasse immediately launched an attack on Embol, stabbing many chains towards Embol from all sides.

But suddenly, Embol's figure disappeared from Monasse's sight.

Monasse saw a flash of white light in front of him, and at the same time a strong storm passed by.

He sensed Embol's position, turned around, and looked at Embol, who had appeared behind him in an instant.

To Monasse's horror, Embol had an extra beating bloody heart in his hand.

Monasse looked down in disbelief and saw a hole in his chest that had been cut and blood was pouring out, and he could no longer feel his heart.

Embol gently raised the heart in his hand and shook it towards Monasse, then crushed the heart in his hand.

In an instant, Monasse lost consciousness and fell to the ground, unable to breathe again.

In the face of Embol's complete crushing strength and speed, Monasse died in the hands of Embol in less than five seconds.

Until the moment he died, Monasse couldn't figure out why Embol was able to survive and even recover instantly despite so many chains penetrating his body and even crushing his internal organs.

After making sure that Monasse was indeed dead, the expression on Embol's face instantly changed back to not waking up, she yawned, her body began to shake, and then slowly closed her eyes.

Just as Embol was about to fall down because he was sleepy and unsteady on his feet, a figure suddenly appeared behind Embol and gently hugged him.

"Good work, little grace." With a smile on her face, she looked at Embol, who had fallen asleep in her arms, and whispered, kissing Embol's cheek tenderly.

There were still a few unhealed blood holes in Phinethia's body that were healing at a rate visible to the naked eye thanks to her amazing self-healing abilities.

Monasse would have been even more shocked to see that Phenyss had not died, as he had seen Phenyss be burned by a spike through her heart with a spike. But now, Phineth is alive.

Phineth turned her head to look at Monasse, who was already a corpse, smiled charmingly, and said, "It seems that you have miscalculated. As a sacred beast, I've got several lives.'

As she spoke, Phenyse turned her head to look at the hem of the dress she was wearing. Looking at the back swing of the missing tail feather, Phineth said to herself, "Isn't it a waste to use up a life because of a small thing that is not very important?" But...... Well, now is not the time to think about that.'"

Immediately, Phoenixy also ignored the dead Daiusse and Monasse, and gently picked up the sleeping Embol, spread a pair of fiery red wings behind his back, and flew towards the south.

……

After Phineth left with Embol, a figure appeared in the woods and came to Daeussey and Monasse, and this figure was the Netherworld's governor Thorban.

When Serban saw the dead Monasse and Daisey, he couldn't help frowning, bowed respectfully to the two who were already corpses, and whispered, "Your Majesty, Lord Commander, the old man has come to pick you up."

With that, Serban stretched out his hands and aimed them at Monasse and Daiusse respectively, and a dark green light flashed on his hands, which gradually covered Monasse and Daiusse.

Under the cover of light, Monasse and Daisen's shattered hearts began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and returned to their bodies.

In a few moments, Monasse and Daisse's fatal wounds were healed by Sulban.

Then, with a wave of his hand, Serban unfolded a portal and sent the two back to the underworld.

After doing all this, Serban smiled in satisfaction and fell to his knees, blood streaming from the corners of his mouth.

"Your Majesty, Lord Commander, the task of the old decay has been completed, and ...... in the future I'm afraid I can't help the two anymore. Please forgive the old man for saying goodbye, after all, this is the mission that the old man was given. When you wake up, stay in the underworld, and don't get involved in the battle between the demons and the gods, this matter is no longer relevant to the two of you, please remember......

With that, Serban closed his eyes contentedly, and his body turned into a little fluorescent, which dissipated with the wind.

(End of chapter)