Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades novel Chapter 408

Percival, either too confident or too eager, grinned and cracked his neck.

"So if I pluck the apple and bring it back, you’ll admit I’m strong enough to join the Expedition?"

"Yes, I would acknowledge you." Kane nodded.

"And if I bring it back before Neo?" Percival questioned.

"You get a bigger slice of the tart."

"If that tart is as special as it sounds, I’d love a big portion." Percival laughed.

Neo remained silent, still staring at the farm.

He entered the farm with a jump over the fence.

His body blurred as he shot forward at breakneck speed.

He covered half of the distance in an instant—

Neo blinked, and everything had changed.

Percival’s body was rolling through the farm.

A hole had been shot open in his head, and his eyes were lifeless.

"What?"

Percival was dead.

Neo had not seen what or how killed him, but Percival was deader than dead.

"Hooo, it’s been a long time since I saw a knockout that bad. He should’ve started at full power instead of trying to test the water with his Paragon rank speed," Kane chuckled.

"…Isn’t it a problem that he is dead?" Neo questioned.

"It’s not. Not here at least. This place is Tartarus. A prison, if you have forgotten," Kane said. "Look closely towards his corpse. You should be able to see it with your mastery of Death."

Neo wanted to point out he was blind.

He couldn’t see.

But he guessed it wasn’t the time for jokes, and did as he was told.

It was easy to notice what Kane was trying to show him.

Percival’s soul floated above his corpse.

"How did I die?" the soul muttered, shocked.

"I might’ve forgotten to mention it, but the ostriches here are fast, and they love brain juice," Kane said from the side. "And no, you aren’t dead. Wait for a few minutes."

Percival was stunned beyond measure.

It took him a moment to realize that they were currently under the rules of Tartarus, not Earth.

Here, the world of the living and the dead were the same.

Since the body died, the soul remained behind.

Percival’s surprise only increased when his previous body disintegrated and disappeared, and he gained a new body.

His organs materialized out of thin air, his muscles regrew along with his bones, and he regained his hair and skin.

It took out a lot of his Divine Energy.

But…

"I’m alive?"

Instead of being happy or thrilled, Percival was confused.

"No, you aren’t alive. You are dead. You just got a new body. Every time you die here in Tartarus, the same will happen."

"So everyone here is Immortal."

"Technically, yes. You are Immortal until you become an Immortal monster, your soul dies, or a Darkness devourer gets you."

The last two scenarios were easy to understand.

They would die truly if their soul died, and a Darkness User could devour their souls, which would result in the same.

Something like this was true as the Seed of Existence was often linked with the soul. Destruction of soul was near-irreversible, and led to destruction of the Seed of Existence.

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