Chapter 371 - 187: Incompetent and Furious Hades, The Unbreakable Wailing Wall! (Part 1)

Chapter 371: Chapter 187: Incompetent and Furious Hades, The Unbreakable Wailing Wall! (Part 1)

Oneiros pleaded bitterly.

"Lord Hades! Please reconsider!"

Icelos’s voice trembled.

"Lord Hades! You absolutely must not leave Elysium! Athena’s forces are too strong. Not only do they have the chief god Athena herself, but also the released past Gold Saints, and even that Alex, whose power rivals the gods... For this Holy War, Athena has gathered an unprecedentedly powerful force!"

"The Specters have all been defeated. If you go out now, even with the advantage of your divine domain and fighting in your true body, it will be hard to match their sheer numbers!"

Oneiri, his voice thick with tears, dropped to his knees with a thud in front of Hades.

"Lord Hades! Please stay here in Elysium! With the Wailing Wall blocking them, no matter how strong they are, it is impossible for them to break through it!"

"Furthermore, they are ultimately living humans. Mortal souls cannot withstand the erosion of the Underworld’s aura of death for long! As long as we drag this out... they will retreat on their own! As long as you are not defeated, the Specters can be resurrected again. For the future of the Underworld, you must endure for now!"

Hades’s advancing footsteps faltered slightly.

He lowered his head, looking at the subordinate gods pleading bitterly at his feet.

Through the divine power mirror, he also saw the Sanctuary’s army. Their momentum surged like a rainbow, especially that of the strongest Gold Saint of the current era standing outside the Wailing Wall—Alex. He was completely shielded from Hades’s divine probes, his image blurred.

Hades’s pupils contracted slightly...

Finally, the reason in his heart overpowered his monstrous fury.

Revenge was certainly important, but he, Hades, was one of the noble Twelve Olympian Gods, the sovereign Divine King who ruled the Underworld.

Oneiri was right. As long as he dragged this out for a few more days, the earth would wither, countless living beings would die, and the Sanctuary’s army would be forced to retreat gloomily under the erosion of the Underworld’s aura. Then, he could resurrect the Underworld’s army, and the tide of offense and defense would completely reverse.

Unwillingly, Hades finally stopped in his tracks. He let out a deep sigh and viciously thrust the Sword of Hades in his hand into the ground.

"You all have wronged me too deeply..."

...

Athena led the Sanctuary’s army to the deepest part of the Underworld. Here stood a wall that had existed since ancient times, separating life and death: the Wailing Wall.

It was the final barrier leading to the ultimate battlefield, the Temple of Hades, where his true body resided!

It was not built of Underworld bricks and stones but condensed from the most fundamental laws of death of the Underworld.

The wall was an absolute, profound pitch-black; as far as the eye could see, there was not a single glimmer of light. It was as if this wall could devour all light and hope.

The height and width of the Wailing Wall stretched to the very edge of sight. Looking up, the top could not be seen, as if it connected to the firmament of the Underworld. Looking left and right, there were no boundaries, thoroughly isolating the eternal divide between life and death.

The surface of the wall was not smooth; instead, it was covered with countless reliefs of contorted, agonized faces. These were the eternal marks left behind in despair by countless helpless souls over the eons who had attempted to cross the boundary of life and death to reach Elysium.

These faces let out silent wails, constantly emitting cries of sorrow and an aura of despair that made souls tremble.

This was precisely the origin of the name "Wailing Wall."

Dark black ancient runes flowed and flickered on the wall’s surface like living creatures.

Every flash emitted a cold, deathly aura capable of freezing the soul, forming an indestructible energy shield.

It was not merely a physical barrier, but the physical manifestation of the Underworld’s laws.

The Wailing Wall separated the world of the living from the kingdom of the dead; the very essence of its existence represented something insurmountable.

Any living being attempting to force their way through would be instantly crushed into oblivion, body and soul, by the origin divine power of the Underworld contained within the wall.

It stood silently in the deepest darkness of the Underworld—an ultimate, despair-inducing chasm that spanned between the Saints and their final target, Hades’s true body, one that could not be bypassed.

"For Athena! For love and justice on earth! Break through this Wailing Wall!"

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