Every trialist that went in was protected by some sort of bubble. The defense bubble the emperor had prepared explicitly for these trialists to prevent their deaths from the crossfire…
He, on the other hand, didn’t have such protection.
“As your guardian, so I won’t let you die!”
“I’ll use myself to help you!”
Shelly’s eyes were persistent, which made Alex notice a type of unwavering determination in her.
She added, “The coffin hasn’t absorbed enough energy yet. If you’d like to revive your friend, you have to keep going. So are you going to do it or not?”
“Okay then! I’ll do it with you!”
“Hmph, don’t think I don’t know what you’re implying. You’re trying to harass me! I’m your guardian, kiddo, stay in your lane.”
Boom!
Shelly didn’t want to waste any more time, taking action immediately.
On the shore, a large ancient bridge popped out of the middle of the sea. It was abnormally big, looming over the divine mountain. The other side of the bridge landed right on top of the Underworld Tomb as well.
Persephone’s Folly Bridge then appeared.
Several rusted divine chains were coming from the bridge, pinning themselves into the depths of the Underworld tomb that held them in place.
The battle’s sudden variation shocked the emperor of the Underworld.
A while ago, he was attacking the five hundred arhats of the Shoraionji Temple using the tomb. When the first was killed, the arhat’s Buddhist formation was heavily damaged, pushing them into a disadvantage.
‘Where did the Persephone’s Folly Bridge come from?’ He watched as Alex walked onto the bridge, approaching from the sea.
“What?!”
“It’s him?!”
The emperor was stunned, not expecting Alex to be the one causing all this ruckus. He viewed Alex as a mere sacrifice after all.
With a scream, he attacked Alex, intending to kill him right there and then. Golden fog surrounded the bridge, impeding their vision.
However, Shelly showed up in her bright red dress, dragging Alex by the hand as they walked towards Persephone’s Folly Bridge.
Behind Alex, the coffin cracked open slightly. It was as if there was a black hole in there, absorbing golden mist like its life depended on it.
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