The sky of Hell was torn in half, one side a blinding, brilliant gold, the other a deep, blood red.
Ning Busan concealed his aura and stealthily slipped into Hell, finding himself the perfect vantage point to watch the confrontation below with great relish.
Clad in dazzling golden armor, the God of Light's eyes shone like two blazing suns. Wherever his gaze fell, the darkness retreated like the ebbing tide.
Behind him, the angel legion stood in neat, orderly formations, chanting hymns of praise to the God of Light. Their voices echoed in every corner of Hell.
This entrance! This spectacle! This grand presence!
It just felt... like he was purely showing off...
On the other side, Hecate's figure slowly emerged from the darkness. Her serpentine tail swayed in a winding motion, its scales shimmering with a dark luster.
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly into a half-smile, as if mocking everything before her.
Now that was the true demeanor of a big boss!
In Ning Busan's imagination, the next step should have been the mutual trash-talking phase.
However...
Hecate suddenly wrapped her serpentine tail around Surya's waist and pulled him close, until their faces were nearly touching.
“You're here~” Hecate's purple eyes flickered with a dangerous and eerie light, but more than that, a morbid pleasure.
Surya's voice was deep and raspy. “I am here...”
Seeing this, Ning Busan's eyes gleamed with the light of gossip.
Oho~
There was definitely something fishy going on here!
Could these two have turned from lovers to enemies?
Countless scripts automatically generated in Ning Busan's mind, and without exception, they were all tragic love stories of epic proportions.
He stared intently below and perked up his ears, terrified of missing a single detail.
Suddenly, Hecate and Surya both shifted their gazes toward Ning Busan.
Since he had been spotted, Ning Busan could only step out. Steeling himself, he said, “What a coincidence. Actually, I'm just passing by. Please, carry on.”
Hecate waved at Ning Busan, her tone incredibly gentle and carrying a mesmerizing magic. “My dear, come to Mother.”
Surya frowned and said coldly, “He is my child.”
Hecate's expression turned fierce. “Mine!”
Ning Busan: “...”
He swore he really just wanted to eat popcorn in the front row and had absolutely no intention of getting involved.
He was enjoying the show perfectly fine, only to be dragged into it out of nowhere.
Hecate looked at Ning Busan, her eyes filled with a twisted smile. “My dear, between the two of us, who do you choose?”
Ning Busan really couldn't keep a straight face anymore.
This was exactly like parents fighting over a divorce and forcing their child to choose who to live with.
Naturally, Ning Busan chose to stay perfectly neutral and resolve this with high emotional intelligence.
He walked between the two of them, took Surya's hand with his left, took Hecate's hand with his right, placed their hands together, and said earnestly:
“I only hope our family can live together happily ever after!”
Surya: “...”
Hecate: “...”
The two of them tacitly isolated Ning Busan into a separate space, clearly conveying one message: Go stay in the corner and stop making trouble.
Ning Busan could leave, but there was no need.
He sat down cross-legged, more than happy to watch the drama unfold.
Former lovers turned bitter enemies, now fighting tooth and nail over child custody!
So, who would emerge victorious in the end?
Your professional commentator, Ning Busan, reporting live for you!
Surya said calmly, “You have been out long enough. It is time to go back.”
“You want to seal me again?” The smile on Hecate's face widened. “Hell is my home turf. Do you really think you can defeat me here?”
Surya replied indifferently, “How could I have come if I were not absolutely certain of victory?”
Just then, a figure slowly stepped out from beside Hecate.
It was Siphra.
Her wings were still as white as snow, but her eyes, as she looked at the God of Light, no longer held their former tenderness and piety. Instead, they were filled with a cold, dark void.
“How does it feel to see your own believer turned into this, Surya?” Hecate's smile was both sweet and crazed, as if she were relishing some secret pleasure.
She commanded, “Siphra, blow the horn of war—”
Siphra raised the war horn, pressed it to her lips, took a deep breath, and blew.
“Wooo—”
The sound of the horn pierced through every corner of Hell, and the ground began to shake violently. Millions of Evernight Beasts surged out from underground, engaging in a fierce, bloody battle with the angel legion.
Surya and Hecate confronted each other high in the sky.
A pitch-black giant scythe appeared in Hecate's hand, its blade wrapped in an ominous dark mist.
Surya held the Dawn Holy Sword, its blade shining with brilliant golden arcs of light.
With a sudden lash of her serpentine tail, Hecate instantly materialized behind Surya, her giant scythe coming down with devastating force.
Prepared for this, Surya raised his holy sword to block.
Golden light clashed with dark mist, erupting into a blinding radiance that threatened to tear Hell in half.
Watching from the sidelines, Ning Busan clicked his tongue.
Just head-on clashing?
He had thought a battle between gods would be a back-and-forth, turn-based affair, but who knew it would be decided so abruptly in a single exchange?
Still, this was a fantastic learning opportunity for Ning Busan.
At the very least, he realized that if he ever faced the God of Light or the God of Darkness, he definitely wouldn't last this long.
The God of Light and the God of Darkness—one possessed the pure power of faith, while the other possessed the violent power of destruction.
Gradually, the power of light began to overpower the darkness.
Hecate's giant scythe was shattered by the sword of light, her serpentine tail covered in wounds. Her purple blood dripped onto the ground, turning into black flames.
Ning Busan fell into deep thought.
In Hell, Hecate was bolstered by the dark elements, giving her an inherent home advantage. Yet, even so, she had still lost.
Just how powerful was the God of Light?
Surya said unhurriedly, “I have won.”
“Surya... Surya!” A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Hecate's mouth, her voice filled with resentment and unwillingness. “Do you think it ends like this? Do you think light can suppress darkness forever?”
She tightly coiled her serpentine tail around Surya's body, a sweet, cloying smile appearing on her face. “You forced my hand...”
Hecate's laughter grew increasingly shrill and mad, the dark power within her surging frantically.
With a thunderous boom, Hecate's body exploded in the darkness.
A torrent of dark power erupted from her body, transforming into countless black blades that stabbed outward in all directions.
Thrown back several steps by the force, Surya's physical origin suffered a severe blow. Golden blood splattered onto the ground, dissolving into specks of faint light.
Ning Busan's eyes were filled with sheer bewilderment.
What just happened?
A suicide attack?
Rate on N.U.
