Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 1463: Chapter 190: Underworld

When the button was pressed and the light appeared, Nero didn’t feel any attack, but instinctively sensed a very dangerous aura… or rather, she felt a terrifying power.

In the face of this power, she would have no ability to resist… In the presence of this terrifying power, she would be no different from an ant—this is a power that regards everything as ants.

Perhaps her cultivation was still shallow, so she couldn’t distinguish what this power was… But she had already memorized this feeling.

After the light disappeared, Nero frowned and instinctively looked around and at the sky.

Joe was right beside her, but once again fainted, while Hades stood dumbfounded at the moment, seemingly a shell devoid of a soul.

Thud——!

Hades suddenly fell to his knees, his hands trembling as they grabbed the dirt on the ground… Why dirt? Clearly, they were on the beach earlier! They should be grabbing sand!

But in fact, the place they currently found themselves in looked like a gray wasteland all around… Moreover, the sea was gone, and even the sky was dark red.

Every moment, the wind was filled with a pungent smell of sulfur and brimstone, and the land seemed completely toasted dry, the high heat made Nero feel a bit uncomfortable.

“Alright, now can you tell me… what exactly is going on?” Nero at this moment deactivated the Yanmo Transformation and looked directly at Hades.

Hades realized that Nero seemed so serious… or rather normal. She was no longer the manic and crazy woman, as if she suddenly turned into a normal person… forcibly composed.

But Hades was silent at the moment… He lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Nero frowned, then looked at the remote control in her hand, “Since it’s this remote control that brought us here, then when I press the blue button again, can we go back to where we were?”

Hades raised his head, curiously asking, “How did you come to this conclusion?”

Nero said naturally, “Because there are only two buttons here, the red one brought me to this ghost place, isn’t the blue one supposed to send me back?”

Hades opened his mouth… In fact, Nero’s reasoning was logically correct—he couldn’t even find a place to refute her.

“Apparently not.” Nero shook her head, “Could it be that pressing the blue button would lead to a farther place?”

“Farther indeed.” Hades said abruptly, “But indeed to a more distant future, not a farther place.”

“Future?” Nero immediately raised her head, staring intensely at Hades.

But Hades at this moment spoke as if talking to himself, “The blue is the future, the red is the past, and at the moment it’s pressed, if you don’t have special thoughts in mind, then it will randomly transmit you to a specific time period in the past or future… The power this remote possesses is beyond imagination. Even calling it a Divine Artifact would not be excessive.”

“Divine Artifact…” Nero shrugged, suddenly clenching her fist forcefully.

Hades, seeing Nero’s action, alarmingly raised his voice: “Don’t mess around! It’s fragile!”

Nero opened her palm expressionlessly, the remote control unscathed, “Never heard of a Divine Artifact that could be crushed easily… This Divine Artifact is too weak. But why should I believe what you’re saying? Just because suddenly being transported to another place, you want me to believe I’ve returned to the past?”

Blue goes forward, red goes backward… Nero clearly remembered she pressed the red button with itchy hands.

Confronted with Nero’s question, Hades responded calmly, “Perhaps you already have some feeling within you… that great power experienced during the traversal—the power of time.”

This time, it was Nero’s turn to remain silent.

Hades sighed, saying, “Besides the power of time, what other power could make all living beings… whether mortals or Non-Humans, even gods become equal in its presence?”

“Suppose you have some point.” Nero’s neck suddenly tilted to one side, her neck cracking with two popping sounds, “Then why, even with your weakness, could you obtain… this Divine Artifact?”

The power of time indeed should be revered, and even Nero believed no one could control the power of time—but for some reason, she instinctively thought that if it were her current master, perhaps he might find a way… but evidently, the person with the way would not be the Hades in front of her.

Hades was simply too weak… much weaker even than Teacher Prin.

“I promised that I would never reveal the origin of this remote control.” Hades said, breathing out slowly, “Moreover, once I divulge its existence, this remote control will disappear… although I’ve never tried, but clearly I’m unwilling to take this risk—especially now when I have absolutely no idea what time we’ve been transported to in the past.”

“But actually, you know where this place is, right?” Nero suddenly squinted her eyes.

Her feeling towards this place was unfamiliar, but she could also tell that Hades was not unfamiliar with this place.

“This is the Underworld.” Hades took a deep breath and said directly to Nero, “Didn’t you ask where I got the power of the Reaper? It’s from this place, this very spot…”

“Under… Underworld?” Nero frowned.

Hades said, “You can understand it as the place where Hades, the true Master of the Underworld in mythology, resides… It was here that I discovered part of the power left behind by the Nether King… and inherited that part of the power.”

“So, even gods… are dead?” Nero spoke with a rather sarcastic tone, “As the Nether King, the god ruling death, even he died… how amusing.”

Hades… Old Ha opened his mouth, yet ultimately didn’t know what to say—Nero’s comment was correct, as the Nether King who controlled death also died, indeed a colossal joke.

Nero then shook her head, she suddenly slung Joe over her shoulder, seemingly preparing to leave.

Old Ha asked instinctively, “What are you planning to do?”

Nero replied matter-of-factly, “Of course I will find something alive to ask, to see if you’re lying… Just because you say this is the past, you think you can trick me like a popsicle girl into a hotel?”

Hades let out a bitter smile, while Nero directly transformed into a silver-gray leopard, ready to dash towards the dark red sky.

But then something unexpected happened.

The newly transformed Nero suddenly collapsed on the ground… She soon returned to her original state, her face appearing somewhat pale.

“Hmm… My power?”

Hades stepped forward, reaching out to lift Nero up, and said, “Did you think activating the remote control wouldn’t cost anything? Each activation consumes a massive amount of power… You’re truly impressive; being able to be so lively after the first use. When I activated it for the first time, I couldn’t move for a whole day and night.”

Nero did not touch Old Ha’s palm, but slowly stood up, “Have you activated it many times?”

“Several times,” Old Ha replied casually.

Nero took a serious look at this guy… Several might just be a conservative estimate? If each use consumes such a tremendous amount of power… Nero suddenly realized why Old Ha was much weaker than she imagined.

This guy has probably used most of his power for time travel – if this remote control truly holds the ability to travel through time.

Although the consumption surprised Nero – but if she really traversed back to the past and the cost was merely draining most of her power, it was actually an acceptable cost.

She didn’t permanently lose this portion of power, it’s just that recovering it has become inexplicably slow – but without this remote control, even with power hundreds of times stronger, Nero didn’t believe she could break through the barrier of time and shuttle freely between past and future.

So, what truly intimidated Nero was the power of this remote control itself… and the person who created it!

After all, the remote control is just a tool, it must have been made – the person who created it bestowed upon it this ability to traverse, which means the creator himself has the power to manipulate past and future.

Although it’s achieved through pressing a button to travel through the past and future, in essence, it’s borrowing the creator’s power – ultimately, the massive consumption of Nero’s own power might merely be just flipping the switch to activate this power.

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but become very interested in the creator of this remote control – she once again carefully observed the remote control in hand.

Snap—!

In a moment of Hades’ alarmed suspense, Nero actually flipped open the battery cover on the back of the remote control – you heard right, she did indeed flip open the battery cover and saw two AA batteries inside… Murph batteries!!

“This… this is…” Old Ha leaned forward at this moment, looking at Nero extracting the batteries with uncertainty.

Nero ignored Hades, directly stuffing the batteries into her mouth, causing Old Ha to twitch in demeanor again – but soon, Nero spit out the ingested batteries, and slowly said, “Eh, this thing really is batteries, and they’re without power.”

“You… be careful!” Old Ha cautiously reminded.

“You mean you haven’t ever opened it up to look?” Nero stared incredulously at the other.

Who would dare have idle time to dismantle such a dangerous and bizarre Divine Artifact!

What if it can’t be put back after dismantling? What if it can’t be used again once put back… Can this remote control still work now?

“No new discovery.” Nero looked at Old Ha’s current appearance, shaking her head, “The name of Hades might sound somewhat prominent, can’t believe it’s inherited by a coward… The title of Nether King is already weeping.”

“It’s not like I wanted to inherit,” Old Ha snorted at this moment.

“Eh… you?” Nero suddenly showed a look of surprise, then clapped her hands and said, “Oh, I see, no wonder you looked like an idiot!”

Old Ha froze, then as if realizing something, suddenly reached out and touched his cheek… looking at his own body!

The Old Ha that Nero constantly saw, was in the form of an adult, but at this moment, Old Ha looked much younger – or rather, this was his real appearance.

Just a boy appearing around fourteen or fifteen years old – obviously, his adult appearance all along was merely a disguise.

Nero instinctively glanced at Joe who was still shouldered on her – Old Ha’s youthful appearance now, had a somewhat resemblance to Joe.

“Why did you pretend to be Teacher Prin?” Nero instinctively reached out and pinched Old Ha’s cheek.

Old Ha at this moment, didn’t resist at all, even when Nero reached to pinch his cheek, his spirit seemed to become bewildered – until Nero switched from pinching to slapping… delivering a direct slap.

“Why hit me!” Old Ha covered his cheek, the youthful tone filled with a sense of grievance.

“Sorry!” Nero apologized and said, “Seeing your infatuated look, couldn’t help it.”

“Excessive!” Old Ha said hatefully.

Suddenly—!

Chii— chii— chii—!

The breaking sound interrupted Nero and Old Ha’s conversation – only to see Nero frown at this moment, instantly kicking Old Ha away, at the same time jumping back forcefully.

Following that, several face-sized fireballs fell from the sky, then exploded, their force surprisingly strong.

After dodging the fireball attack, Nero looked up to the sky, only to see beneath the dark red sky, a three-headed monster suddenly appeared!

The monster not only had three canine heads, its lower body even had a long dragon tail, and the hair on its head and back were all entwined venomous snakes… This appearance couldn’t help but remind Nero of the name of the monster guarding the gates of the Underworld in legend.

The hellhound: Cerberus!

“I heard someone here discussing the name of my great master, Master of the Underworld Hades!” The monster in the sky opened all three mouths at once, emitting a menacing voice, “How dare you desecrate the name of noble Hades within the Underworld! I shall punish you!”

“Eh, didn’t they say Hades was dead?” Nero blinked.

The hellhound roared: “You’re the one who’s dead! My master is within the palace of the Underworld!”