The underground base in New Jersey was completely destroyed! The rest of HYDRA's command structure hadn't even had time to fully process the news of Pierce's death before this new incident occurred.
Dalamandis emerged from the ground with the robot, Zola. He took one look at his appearance and decided it might cause trouble for Lord Hades. So, he once again concealed his Specter's Surplice.
"Don't kill me! Please, don't kill me!"
The once arrogant Zola was now begging. He just wanted to survive.
"Oh? You're afraid of death?" Dalamandis asked. He didn't know Zola's origin but was intrigued by this mechanical life form.
"Yes, yes! I'm afraid of death! I'm truly afraid of death! So please, spare me!"
"Unfortunately, I have no intention of letting you go," Dalamandis replied. He then hoisted Zola's body and leaped into the air, flying in the direction of the powerful aura he had sensed.
At the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier headquarters…
"What? Another incident?" Nick Fury had a constant headache lately. It seemed wherever Aaron appeared, trouble followed. Yet, the young man himself didn't seem to actively cause it, making him impossible to reprimand or punish. It was a true dilemma.
"Director, there was an unknown energy fluctuation in New Jersey. Our agents arrived and found that everyone in that area was dead!"
"What?!" Nick Fury immediately stood up from his chair. This was huge news. New Jersey was where a secret S.H.I.E.L.D. base was located. And according to the report, the incident happened at that very location.
"Investigate immediately! Report back to me with any findings!"
"Yes, sir!"
What happened in New Jersey was no longer on Dalamandis's mind. He was now rushing to New York at the fastest possible speed.
In Hell's Kitchen, Manhattan…
BOOM!
With a violent crash, a figure fell from the sky like a cannonball, landing perfectly in front of the gallery. After the sound faded and the smoke cleared, a burly figure stood revealed.
Not far from the gallery, Aaron was eating pizza and frowned. After paying the owner, Uncle John, Aaron walked over to his gallery.
"Dalamandis? You actually found me?"
Aaron had indeed been the one to awaken Dalamandis. As the most loyal of the Underworld Army, Aaron needed someone to handle the more mundane tasks for him. Lu Ni of the Eagle Specter wasn't suited for this role.
The newly awakened Dalamandis had not yet reached his highest level and was currently at the Sixth Sense level. The previous Lu Ni was not as strong as the current Dalamandis.
The energy of a Saint comes from the cosmos they cultivate, while most of the power of a Specter comes from the innate power of their Surplice. Aaron didn't personally choose the Specters. When a Specter's soul awakens in a person, they are bestowed with a special combat armor—the Surplice.
The Surplice was the armor worn by Lu Ni and Dalamandis. Specters didn't need the strict training of Saints. The armor simply sought out a suitable host and fused with them. As long as a Specter put on their Surplice, its power would take over.
The Surplice could directly transform the wearer's body and strength. As long as the Specters awakened, Aaron would have 108 Specters, each rivaling the Twelve Gold Saints.
However, a Holy War was not imminent, so even if these Specters were resurrected, they could only integrate into the world according to Aaron's instructions.
With the power of 108 Specters, Aaron possessed a formidable force. In a way, this made him a target of S.H.I.E.L.D. and other global powers. The weakest of the 108 Specters surpassed Captain America, Steve Rogers.
The newly awakened Dalamandis stared at the young man in front of him. He felt a familiar aura, but it was slightly different from the Hades he remembered. The previous Lord Hades was an absolute symbol of death and could not possess such rich human emotions. The man in front of him, however, had a distinctly human touch.
Especially the bright red, sticky substance at the corner of his mouth.
"What are you looking at?" Aaron asked curiously.
"My lord, the corner of your mouth..."
"My mouth?" Aaron touched his lips with his finger, and a smear of bright red ketchup came off. He licked his finger. "Oh, ketchup."
As the leader of this group of Specters, Aaron still had to keep up appearances.
"What? You found me here?" he asked, once again regaining his indifferent aura.
Seeing this, Dalamandis finally confirmed that the person in front of him was the lord he was loyal to.
"Dalamandis of the Heavenly Dream Star, I greet Lord Hades!"
(End of Chapter)
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