269 Still Too Weak
As the dust gradually settled, William's figure reappeared before the "Demigods".
"Hiss—"
"Unharmed?"
"How is that possible?"
The "Demigods" were all dumbfounded.
Just now, they were all attacking with full force. In their view, even if William could fend off these attacks, it would at least be somewhat strenuous for him.
But not only was William unscathed, there wasn't a single hair out of place, nor a speck of dust on his clothes.
"Kill him!"
These "Demigods" felt a primal fear emanating from within.
It's unclear who shouted, but all the "Demigods" launched their attacks once more.
The energy of the small town had been completely mobilized, but unfortunately, from the moment William stepped into the town, not a single "Demigod" could utilize the energy from outside the town's limits.
Outside the town, everything was as peaceful as ever, with soldiers brought in to guard the town patrolling back and forth. They glanced into the town now and then, seeing nothing amiss, as if all remained calm within.
In the 13th Bureau's monitoring room, all screens showing Maplewood Town were pitch black.
Wes promptly reported the situation to Steven and Zoey, and all the elite agents of the 13th Bureau headed for Maplewood Town.
...
William walked slowly forward, with each step, dozens of "Demigods" fell dead, their bodies disintegrating along with them.
"Who exactly is he?"
"Run!"
"Go quickly and report to Lord Hades!"
...
Along the way, the houses in the town were also reduced to ash and crumbled into dust, and any "Demigods" that made it to the edge of the town in hopes of escaping also died instantly.
William's face was expressionless, and no terrifying aura erupted from him, but all the "Demigods" had already despaired.
Even in the Divine Realm, they had never encountered such a terrifying enemy.
Scott had received the message and hurriedly took out the Radiant Empress Pearl, attempting to initiate the soul-linking magic array to establish a connection with the Divine Realm, but it was to no avail.
Maplewood Town seemed to have become an isolated wasteland.
"We can only engage in the final battle! Initiate the Covenant of Blood Ritual!" Even these beings of demigod stature felt despair in front of William, but they refused to give up without a fight.
In just ten minutes, over a thousand "Demigods" were reduced to less than four hundred.
Two hundred of them gathered together, prepared to sacrifice their life force in a last stand.
These two hundred "Demigods" used their own magic souls as fuel, igniting an immensely powerful ultimate formation that no one could survive unless they were the supreme gods of the Divine Realm.
The two hundred "Demigods" assembled in one place, their foreheads emitting a dark glow like black holes, their eyes filled with a despairing yet resolute intent to kill.
However, William stopped in his tracks, quietly watching them set up the Covenant of Blood Ritual.
Since they were already the walking dead, letting them struggle one last time was harmless; perhaps they could find a sliver of psychological comfort before embracing death.
The bodies of those two hundred "Demigods" quickly withered, soon becoming shriveled corpses, yet the dark glow at their foreheads became more concentrated, forming a pitch-black speck of light.
Boom!
That speck of dark light, with the power to destroy everything, violently rushed towards William, arriving almost in the blink of an eye. Where it passed, buildings within a hundred meters were devoured by darkness.
William remained motionless, just standing there quietly.
The dark speck of light suddenly came to a halt just three feet away from William.
"Alas," William sighed softly, slowly extending his hand and effortlessly grasping the speck of dark light. When he opened his hand again, the speck of light had disappeared without a trace.
They were simply too weak.
William had once tried to end his own life, but he found that he could not bring himself to do so.
Even the sacred beings of ancient myths, even if William stood still and allowed them to strike a fatal blow, they would be helpless.
What about the Covenant of Blood Ritual initiated by these "Demigods"?
Even if the power of twenty thousand gathered, what of it?
The remaining "Demigods" were all petrified by William's actions, their hearts filled with nothing but fear and despair.
They had never seen such an aberrant individual.
Scott had already walked out of the old house, and when he saw what was unfolding before his eyes, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva forcefully.
"William? So it was him that James was afraid of!" Scott had also pieced together some clues—
Anthony Carter had actually spent a fortune to buy an old house on East 62nd Street.
That day, several old men had gone there, right?
No wonder James had the Taylor family go into seclusion here!
Scott clenched his fist, grinding his teeth as he shouted to William, "William! I am the son of James Taylor. Please spare our lives. I assure you that everyone will abide by the law from now on and will never offend you again!"
William glanced at him and said, "There's no need for that."
As the words fell, he waved his right hand lightly, and the group of "Demigods" along with Scott let out pitiful screams as they turned to dust and dissipated into the air.
There was no need to repeat a warning. Wrongdoings were not always forgiven.
In less than ten minutes, not a single soul was left alive in the entire Maplewood Town.
William arrived at the Taylor family's old house and found James Taylor's body.
James's body had been hastily buried in a vegetable garden within the estate. William looked deeply at this patch of garden.
He didn't care how James had died,besides him, who in this world could live forever?
William also found that Radiant Empress Pearl, and seeing the magic circle around it, he slowly narrowed his eyes.
This was a magic circle connected to the Divine Realm!
Using the Radiant Empress Pearl to connect to the Divine Realm—what exactly did that youngster Hades intend to do?
William straightforwardly activated the magic circle.
The magic circle connecting to the Divine Realm was not something William couldn't use,it's just that he found visiting that so-called Divine Realm to be of little interest.
Many deities of the Divine Realm had their physical forms destroyed by him thousands of years ago. Unable to mix in this world, they created a parallel dimension to rebuild their bodies with their souls. If William were to forcefully intrude into their realm, it would likely cause the entire Divine Realm to collapse.
William's fingers touched the Radiant Empress Pearl, and a wisp of black mist inside began to stir, sending a dim, dark purple light shooting up into the sky.
"You fools, didn't this King of the Underworld tell you? Just escape the Divine Realm, that's all; why open a portal back here? If you can't mix in the Divine Realm, do you also fail to blend in with the world of mortals?"
A commanding voice echoed in William's ear.
William frowned slightly and said, "Hades! What are you talking about?"
The Divine Realm itself is quite like a parallel universe. When the channel to the Divine Realm is opened, the gods of the Divine Realm can descend to Earth and see everything on it.
However, once they descend, returning consumes a great deal of energy, and usually, unless they plan to spend a lifetime on Earth, no deity would take on a mortal form.
It was even less likely for Hades to take such a risk of descending.
William's voice carried forth, and Hades froze.
Who was this familiar voice?
It has been tens of thousands of years since he last heard his name called in that voice.
There was only one person who addressed him that way, the Obliterator.
"Mr. Johnson? Is that you?"
In the era of the gods, William was known as the Obliterator, and countless deities referred to him as Mr. Johnson. Back then, Hades was still just a child.
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