Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades novel Chapter 397

[Empathic Transcendence]

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His control over the skill had increased. Read latest stories on freewebnovel

However, activating it still felt like trying to hold onto an impossibly slippery bar of soap.

Neo massaged his brows.

"Space will help me talk with other Elementals.

"Does that mean they will ask the other Elementals to listen to me?"

He frowned.

"Would the other Elementals even follow Space’s words?"

The Space Elementals seemed quite intelligent.

Unlike Air, who only knew how to prank, and Water, who was lazier than a sloth, Space was mature and willing to talk.

"If it’s so desperate to ask for my help, its Loved One must be in huge danger."

While he was drowned in thoughts, he sensed someone entering the deck.

"I hope I’m not disturbing you," Olivia said.

"It’s fine. I was only looking around," Neo replied, turning to face her.

His gaze flickered toward the horizon, where the sea churned unnaturally. "Seems like we are about to reach the Shift Point."

"That’s good news. The faster we reach our location, the faster we can complete our mission."

She stepped beside him, resting her hands on the railings as she watched the distance.

Despite her calm and mature demeanor, a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes, and she gripped the rails tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Neo tried to ignore it.

However, her actions made him irritated.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Pardon? I don’t understand your question," Olivia replied, trying to hide her anxiousness.

"Why are you worried?" Neo asked again.

Olivia opened her mouth, instinctively wanting to dismiss the question.

However, she stopped when she noticed the maturity behind Neo’s gaze.

It was unnatural for a child his age.

Exalted. Heir of the Underworld.

Both positions sounded grand, but they weren’t easy to reach or handle.

Out of trillions, only a single Demigod reached Exalted every three hundred years.

That fact alone spoke volumes about the difficulty of the path.

And the Underworld…

Even Exalted Demigods hesitated to set foot in that wretched place.

Yet Neo, an Immortal, must have visited it multiple times.

It was no wonder he was far more mature than he should be.

Sighing, Olivia decided to be honest.

"How is Leonora?" she asked softly.

Neo’s expression remained unreadable.

"The affairs of the dead aren’t allowed to be revealed."

"I see…"

A trace of sadness flickered in Olivia’s eyes.

She smiled ruefully, lowering her head as she tried to suppress the tears threatening to appear.

Her shoulders tensed.

Neo observed her in silence.

"Why didn’t you try to revive her?" he asked suddenly. "The Time Mages of your Clan could’ve saved Leonora."

He already knew the answer.

But he asked anyway.

Sometimes, people needed a reason to release what they had buried deep inside.

And it wouldn’t do him any good if his mission partner’s mental state was in tatters.

An unreliable ally was worse than a competent enemy.

"I suppose it’s fine to tell you," Olivia said, inhaling deeply to compose herself.

She exhaled slowly, gathering her bearings.

"Our Clan received a vision of the future. Of a war. It devoured everything. Nothing was spared. The God Clans fell. The Demigods were slaughtered."

Her fingers trembled as she clenched them into a fist.

"It was a horrific sight."

She lifted a hand to cover her eye as if the memory was refusing to disappear.

"That must be the Blood Sea War," Neo said.