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Seeing Hades' confident expression, John felt a strange sense of reassurance.

Is this what it feels like to have a strong backer?

Thinking back, what kind of life had he been living before!

He had thought [Deception] was reliable, but that guy always dropped the ball at critical moments.

As for Seraphina, she was full of knowledge but just a lingering soul. She couldn't protect herself, let alone be relied upon by John.

But now, John finally had a strong backer. Hades, who ruled the underworld, was John's greatest support!

Although Hades' temper was unpredictable... he was at least dependable.

"Why do I feel the atmosphere is a bit strange?"

Watching Hephaestus walk towards Kaldaram, John smacked his lips and said, "You gods... do you also engage in same-sex relationships?"

"Do you even realize what you're saying?"

"Sorry, sorry, I just found it a bit strange. They seem awfully affectionate, don't they?"

"Kaldaram is Hephaestus' most loyal follower, but Hephaestus himself pushed him into the abyss, sacrificing Kaldaram's life to secure his own position. So, he feels very guilty."

"Oh, guilt. I thought... never mind."

Noticing Hades' displeased look, John wisely chose to shut up.

"Lord Hephaestus... why are you here?"

"Kaldaram, my most loyal follower, please forgive me."

"...My lord."

In truth, Kaldaram had somewhat understood his fate ever since he left Mount Olympus.

He had become a discarded pawn, and there was some resentment in his heart.

He couldn't comprehend why he had to meet such an end when he had been so loyal.

But upon seeing Hephaestus again, the doubts in Kaldaram's heart vanished.

To be precise, the reason no longer mattered.

"My lord, I am willing to offer my life and everything I have to you! It is my honor to be chosen."

"Forgive me, Kaldaram, forgive me..."

Hephaestus sighed and turned to Hades, who understood immediately.

With a mere thought, chaos chains erupted from the ground, effortlessly piercing Kaldaram's body and erasing his existence.

Seeing this, Hephaestus tightly closed his eyes.

Though he didn't want to face it, he could still sense Kaldaram's demise.

"Hades... thank you."

"It's nothing. I've fulfilled my promise to you. Now, it's your turn to fulfill yours."

"Of course, I will keep my word."

Hephaestus nodded slightly and picked up the giant hammer.

Intense heat surged from his palm, gradually melting the incredibly hard hammer into an irregularly shaped ellipsoid.

"Take it."

Hephaestus tossed the ellipsoid to Hades, who caught it steadily and, after examining it closely, nodded in satisfaction.

"John, it's yours now."

"Mine?"

John, who had just been watching the show, was surprised to receive an unexpected reward. Taking the ellipsoid, he asked, "What is this?"

"It's a valuable item, the Demigod-tier weapon [Everchanging] created by Hephaestus, the god of fire and forging.

It can change shape according to your thoughts.

Many gods have coveted this thing, but Hephaestus was too stingy to give it to anyone.

However, as part of our deal, he agreed to give it to me. Give it a try."

Hearing this, John raised his eyebrows skeptically and started to imagine a reaper's scythe in his mind.

The next moment, the ellipsoid in his hand began to transform, one end extending into a long handle while the other curved into a scythe.

The details matched exactly with what John had imagined.

Seeing this, John was dumbfounded.

"How is this possible?"

"Although I'd love to know the principle behind this thing, it's unfortunate that Hephaestus won't reveal it.

And according to him, even he finds it difficult to recreate something like this. So, consider yourself lucky. What you hold in your hand is something countless gods would envy."

"This is... truly unexpected!"

An incredible stroke of luck!

"I've solved your problem. Now you can get lost."

"Of course, I'm leaving right away!"

John was in a great mood and couldn't be bothered to argue with Hades.

Besides, he knew he couldn't win an argument with Hades anyway.

But no matter what, obtaining such a treasure put John in excellent spirits.

After leaving the underworld through the portal, John kept his eyes fixed on [Everchanging].

The ellipsoid in his hand transformed into a spear, then a scimitar, and even a rifle!

Unfortunately, even when it took the form of a rifle, it couldn't function properly and was just a solid stick good for hitting people.

This was likely because John didn't understand the intricate inner workings of a rifle, so it could only mimic the appearance—a nearly solid club.

"Looks like I need to get some serious lessons on firearms from Qing when I get back."

Just imagining pulling out a rifle and unleashing firepower while everyone else was fighting with swords and knives was thrilling!

Lost in thought, John followed [Deception] out of the abyss. After putting away [Everchanging], he let out a long breath.

Despite his joy, John didn't let it cloud his judgment. He remembered the promise [Deception] had made and wasn't going to forget it easily.

"Now that the trouble is resolved, it's time for you to fulfill your promise, right?"

Walking alongside [Deception], John asked in a deep voice, "Tell me, how much do you know about this world?"

"Not talking... is not an option. Why don't you ask the questions, John? What do you want to know?"

"First, you should tell me who you really are. It seems you knew Kaldaram. Were you both human?"

Hearing this, [Deception] seemed to fall into a memory, and after a long silence, he smiled bitterly, "You're right. We were once ordinary people.

Everything that happened to you, I have experienced firsthand.

The seven-day disaster, monsters everywhere, and that damned game—I went through it all.

The only difference is that we lost. Miracles didn't favor us. In my world, humanity was wiped out.

Only we, the traitors who chose to serve the [Gods], survived as their followers."

"Besides you, how many are left?"

"Excluding those who have already died, there are less than twenty of us left. In an entire world, on an entire planet, only twenty people remain."

"What was the apocalypse like, in your world?"

"You probably expect me to use words like terrifying or hopeless, but unfortunately, when the apocalypse came, it was much quieter than you can imagine.

In just an instant, every life on the planet died without warning. By the time I realized it, some people's corpses had already started to rot. It was a silent end, a quiet extinction.

So there was no struggle, no chance to resist. It happened so quickly and quietly that the world simply restarted."

Hearing this, John bit his lip. He wanted to say something to comfort [Deception], but the words wouldn't come. In the end, he just sighed.

"Have you ever gone back to see it?"

"No, I had the chance, but I decided against it.

I am a traitor to humanity. What right do I have to return to that world? What kind of mindset should I have when facing my fallen comrades who rest in unnoticed corners?

I long ago lost the right to mourn them. That's my reality—a remnant of a departed world."

With that, [Deception] sighed deeply.

"Let's leave it at that. I don't want to talk about it anymore."

"...I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault, John. Do you know? Sometimes I really envy you.

If I had had a chance to start over, like you... but it's over now."