At the heart of the Underworld, the Fields of Truth.
Unlike the edge where Gaia was currently located, even the always desolate Underworld inevitably looked a bit different at its core.
The towering Divine Palace of Hades was built here, surrounded by many strangely styled buildings that were established layer by layer. Their existence was like a decoration, making the bleak interface appear more vibrant.
But that was all days ago. Now, this realm that had suffered an unprovoked disaster looked far from intact.
"Whooosh—"
"—Bang!"
Following a loud noise, Hades's mouth twitched slightly. He watched the wall, which had collapsed simply from his touch, and his pale face unavoidably darkened a bit.
This was not an isolated case; similar situations were scattered all around. Faced with this sudden disaster, Hades didn't know what would be appropriate to say.
This was not the first time. Before, because of the Goddess of the Nether Moon, the Divine Palace that had just been constructed had already fallen to ruin once. Now, not long after, it was destroyed once again.
Apart from his own main hall, which was still intact, the vast Fields of Truth above were in complete disarray. Even though Hades didn't particularly care about these superficial structures, he couldn't help feeling somewhat annoyed.
But that was all he could do. After all, Zeus and Gaia were responsible for all this, and judging by the previous battle, neither was someone he could afford to provoke at the moment.
With no other options, Hades could only accept his bad luck. He glanced around once more and then gestured. As an invisible wave spread, a certain message was also sent out by him.
"Your Majesty, except for the recently built structures that have mostly collapsed, there are no obvious signs of casualties. However..."
After a moment's silence, the warrior known as Evans continued:
"The power contained in that voice earlier could directly affect the stability of the Soulfire. For those higher wraiths who have awakened their intelligence, enduring it was possible. But for those whose consciousness is still not clear, it was somewhat difficult to resist."
"..."
Reading the implication in Evans's words, Hades felt heartache once again for the disaster thrust upon him.
Previously gathered from the earth, there were only less than a hundred thousand Bronze Humanity corpses that had developed stable thought and even recalled some memories of their lives. The rest had not achieved this step yet.
And now, their Soulfire had disintegrated under the vehement shout of Mother Earth, forcing Hades's plans to be delayed once more. In this moment, Hades, who had never quite disliked Gaia, couldn't help feeling a bit annoyed with his grandmother.
Zeus provoked you, so you could have just gone after him. Why bring disaster to my Underworld?
"...I understand, you can go arrange the reconstruction."
"The dead from the earth continue to flow in endlessly; it's just a waste of a few hundred years."
Trying to appear nonchalant, Hades waved his hand. The wraith warrior bowed and retreated on his own.
Soon, the once-quiet Fields of Truth became noisy, with many wraith lives busying themselves, clearing the broken buildings, then laying the foundations for new ones.
After watching for a while and seeing no other changes, Hades soon returned to his still-intact Divine Palace. Sitting on his throne, he couldn't help feeling a sense of urgency.