Super God: Silver super template, the queen is numb

Leon clapped his hands, looked at the broken limbs and broken armor on the ground, and muttered to himself: "As expected of a legendary superhuman, his physical fitness is too poor."

"Lord."

A hoarse voice suddenly came from the side, "Do you want to visit the underworld?"

Leon turned his head and saw an old woman in a gray robe and a cane slowly getting up, with a kind look in her turbid pupils.

The old lady had a very beautiful face, and her delicate facial features seemed to be painted on, not like a living person at all, but her skin was delicate and smooth, like a newborn baby, full of vitality.

Especially on her head, there were three silver-white fox tails, shining in the cold and dim candlelight.

"Who are you?"

Leon raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.

"I am the servant sent by His Highness Hades to greet you, Liadrin."

The old woman answered respectfully.

Leon said, "What about him?"

"Lord Hades is waiting for your audience."

The old woman bowed slightly and pointed to the palace building not far away, "Please follow me."

Leon nodded and followed Liadrin to the palace.

In the corridor, the lights were dim and the walls were mottled.

Lyadrin lowered her head and said nothing. Leon followed closely behind her, and the two kept their distance tacitly.

After walking for a long time, the two finally arrived at the hall. The hall was luxuriously decorated, magnificent, with carved beams and painted buildings, and all kinds of precious furnishings and furniture, but there was no popularity at all.

"Is this Hades's bedroom?" Leon looked around and asked in confusion, "Why don't I see his body?"

"Lord Hades doesn't need a body."

Lyadrin replied calmly, "Lord Hades is an eternal and immortal being, and only his soul is enough."

Leon shrugged his shoulders and didn't comment.

He already knew the characteristics of Hades's personality. Since he was an eternal and immortal being, why bother to get a body? Just let the soul take over and revive.

But then again, the dead can regain their peak combat power and become the new king of death.

Leon followed Liadrin and stepped into the deepest part of the hall.

There was a huge black coffin here, and the coffin board had been lifted off, revealing a dark gap.

Next to the coffin, stood a man wearing a bronze mask, with his hands behind his back, looking down at Leon.

"That's what you said."

Li Ang narrowed his eyes, looked at the other party carefully, and spoke slowly.

But before he finished speaking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of cold light from the corner of his eye and immediately turned his head to avoid it.

Swish!

The sharp blade brushed against his temples, cutting a small scar, and blood seeped out.

Then, Li Ang heard the crisp sound of "ding-ling-ling".

The sound of the bell was pleasant and melodious, like a stream in a mountain stream, rippling in the hall, as if it had some kind of magic, disturbing people's minds and seducing people into illusions.

Leon immediately closed his eyes, hypnotized him, and covered his ears with his hands.

Ding-ling-ling!

The crisp bell sound became more and more intense, as if something was shaking constantly, making people irritated and unbearable.

Leon frowned, opened his eyes, and saw that Liadrin was holding a dagger with an ancient shape. The silver ornaments on the tip of the dagger glowed with a faint blue luster, like the teeth of some monster.

"What is this?"

Leon stared at the silver dagger intently, vaguely feeling familiar.

"My sword,"

Lyadrin explained softly, "It's a legendary weapon called 'Confusion'."

Her tone was very relaxed and casual, and she obviously didn't worry that Leon would snatch it.

"I see."

Leon suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he felt familiar with the dagger, because its appearance was nine points similar to the "Confusion" that Imerson gave him.

Lyadrin shook her wrist, and the dagger turned into a silver snake and swam around Leon, stabbing him continuously, with a fast and tricky speed, and every time it could pierce through the skin, it was very dangerous.

Leon was not in a hurry, letting the silver snake attack, occasionally reaching out to grab it, and throwing it to the ground with his backhand.

"Lord, how long will we play?"

Lyadrin said helplessly: "Although I am a servant of the underworld, I am also a Valkyrie. I am not good at close combat, so I hope you can let me go."

"Yeah."

Leon said with a smile: "Then let's try another way."

Lyadrin's face changed immediately after hearing this. Just as she was about to retreat, she was shocked to find that her neck was grabbed by a big hand and her whole body was lifted up.

Huh.

The strong wind swept, blowing Leon's clothes. He raised his right foot and stepped hard on Liyadrin's chest, pressing her on the coffin lid.

Plop!

Lyadrin fell on the coffin, her cheek twitching in pain.

"Hmm?"

Leon frowned slightly, his eyes swept across Liadrin's profile, and he said in surprise: "You are so beautiful."

Lyadrin struggled for a moment, gritted her teeth and said: "Lord, what do you want to do?"

"What do you think?"

Leon grinned, and his left fist blasted out like lightning, hitting Liadrin's nose.

Bang! .