Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades novel Chapter 749

Chapter 749: Amelia VS Laplace

The sky was chaos.

Thunder rolled above as Zeus clashed with the Ancient Dragons.

Every strike lit the heavens. Every roar shook the ’World’ below.

But Amelia had no time to look up.

Her battle was here. Against Laplace. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

The sea trembled beneath her feet.

Her power flooded the world around them, turning everything into shifting water and rippling light.

Yet, no matter what she did, Laplace stood there without a single wound.

She launched another wave of force, weaving Reality Illusions and bending Time branches to strike from every angle.

Even the Blood of Fallen ■ twisted and screamed through the floating sea as she forced it downwards.

But nothing worked.

Laplace walked through it like it was wind brushing his clothes.

Amelia’s expression tightened.

"How... how is he so strong?"

No, that wasn’t the right question.

"Why can’t I use my powers properly?"

That was the real problem.

She had the abilities of a Supreme and the Blood that had terrified gods.

Yet right now, she was no different from a child trying to pilot a war machine without knowing how.

"Amelia!"

A voice called out, snapping her back.

She turned and saw Percival.

He was barely standing, blood dripping from his mouth.

His eyes were still closed, burned out by whatever power he had used earlier.

He grabbed her wrist tightly.

"Stop holding back!"

"What do you mean? I’m not—"

"You are! You are saving your po—" he coughed, hard, splattering blood across his chin. Still, he didn’t stop. "Stop saving your powers! The reason he hasn’t used his World isn’t because he is looking down on you. It’s because he can—"

Before he could finish, a shadow fell over them.

A wave of black water, thick like tar, crashed down.

Amelia turned, eyes widening.

Laplace stood on the crest of the wave, his arm raised, his grin wide.

The tsunami hit before she could react.

She tried to form a barrier of pure water, but the black surge shattered through it.

The force sent her spinning through her own sea, and when she stabilized herself, Percival was gone.

"Percival!"

Her voice echoed through the endless blue.

No answer came.

She could feel his faint life force, but it was distant, buried somewhere under the churning water.

She wanted to go after him. But she couldn’t.

Laplace was already standing in front of her again, his presence pressing down like a mountain.

If she lost focus, she would die. And if she — the only person who could fight Laplace died — then all of them would die.

She clenched her fists, forcing herself to breathe.

Still, her mind replayed his words.

’The reason he hasn’t used his World isn’t because he can... what?’

Could it be that Laplace "cannot" deploy his Supreme World?

That didn’t make sense.

But the way he was fighting... it was too restrained for someone of his level.

He was using strength and techniques, not pure World suppression.

If he could use his World, she’d already be dead.

Laplace noticed the hesitation in her eyes.

He frowned.

’Seems like she found out about it.’

Laplace clicked his tongue and attacked with more ferocity.

However, he kept glancing around.

’Where is that assassin bastard?’ Laplace thought.

That assassin was dangerous.

It was why Laplace killed him instantly upon arriving.

Despite how wild Laplace acted, every move he made was planned.

He’d killed Felix instantly when the battle started as he knew how dangerous Felix could become if left alive.

Now, something was hiding Felix from his perception.

’It’s that Fate guy. He’s covering it up,’ Laplace thought.

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