Type-Moon, I heard that after death, you can ascend to the Throne of Heroes?

When the sound of the piano sounded, it even brushed across Persephone's body and mind like a clear spring, who was looking at the dark land of the dead for the first time in the underworld. She was frowning and afraid.

After Persephone came back to her senses, she looked at Nuoyan with some surprise. It was obvious that she didn't expect Nuoyan's piano playing to be so beautiful.

After all, even if the trees and stones couldn't cry and rejoice because of the piano sound, Nuoyan's piano skills had conquered the moon goddess Artemis.

At this point, Hecate left.

But although she left, her eyes obviously stopped here.

In fact, it was not just her. When Nuoyan came here, Hades, the god of the underworld, Nyx, the goddess of the night, and even many underworld gods looked over curiously.

After all, at the moment when Nuoyan entered the underworld and officially started this trial, how could Athena, Hera and others hide their eyes from the gods of the underworld?

Nyx, the goddess of the night, who noticed this, naturally recalled the night when Nuoyan used his body as a canvas.

That night, the gods also looked at him sideways.

So although she didn't know what was going on, she couldn't help laughing and said, "This child is really lively."

Nuoyan didn't let Persephone and the gods who were watching here wait too long.

He played the beautiful piano steadily in his hand and soon took his own steps.

Persephone, who was holding the underworld lamp, saw this and hurriedly followed.

Nuoyan couldn't hear or see at this time. In that absolutely quiet dark world, he needed to keep the beauty of the piano and move forward step by step.

Then, as expected, Nuoyan fell down soon.

In the underworld road of ancient Greece, although there was no saying that falling would lead to a bottomless abyss, it was a road that went straight down before the gate guarded by the three-headed dog of hell in the underworld, and the road was not flat.

And because there was no three-headed dog of hell to accompany them this time, even though Persephone held the hell lamp high and kept wandering around the poplar tree that would never bear fruit.

The dead souls who had lost their minds and could never rest because they could not walk out of the underworld began to gather and float around them in a gloomy and terrifying way.

They smelled the breath of living people, they roared terribly, and tried to tear the two people apart.

Although she knew that they could not hurt her, and the light of the hell lamp made them unable to get close, Persephone, who heard and saw this horrible scene, still turned pale.

She subconsciously moved closer to Nuoyan, and Nuoyan fell to the ground because of her collision, but even if he fell, the sound of the piano did not stop.

Persephone, who reacted, apologized quickly, but Nuoyan did not respond to this, after all, he could not hear anything now.

But even so, Persephone was still keenly aware that Nuoyan's piano sound became softer, as if to soothe her fear and tell her not to be afraid. This made Persephone feel ashamed after she reacted.

She then breathed more steadily and tried her best to raise the underworld lamp, as if to illuminate the way to the underworld for Nuoyan.

But Nuoyan naturally couldn't see it, because Nuoyan had fallen into darkness at this time, and it was precisely because of this that he naturally deviated from the original road when he fell and stood up.

So soon, they were completely lost on this underworld road.

Later, Nuoyan didn't know how long he had walked. During this period, he fell and climbed up again and again, hitting stones or fruitless trees.

Gradually, Nuoyan was covered with wounds and bleeding.

The blood fell on the ground, and when they left, the dead would rush up and devour the blood that represented the breath of life.

Persephone, who was behind him, could only watch it all happen, watching him fall, get up, and continue.

She couldn't reach out, even if it was just to correct Nuoyan's direction.

Because even if that happened, it would be considered a god's help, thus ending this trial.

Before coming to the underworld, Nuoyan had made a vow with her that she couldn't do anything in any way before the sound of the piano stopped.

As for her subconscious exclamation, it would not reach Nuoyan's ears... Yes, at this moment, the restrictions proposed by Demeter actually helped Nuoyan.

As time went by, one hour, two hours, and three hours later, not only the gods of the underworld who were watching the show gradually realized that something was wrong.

Even Demeter herself was like this.

No one had ever thought that Nuoyan could really hold on for that long.

As time went by, hunger, pain, and bleeding also oppressed Nuoyan's nerves little by little.

In the case of being unable to see or hear, but being able to feel, the feeling was even more amplified, so it was impossible for Nuoyan not to feel fear in his heart.

But even so, the sound of the piano was still beautiful and never wavered.

Even if it stopped for a short time, the promise would continue immediately.

"He just kept walking and walking, and finally died in front of our eyes."

In the quiet temple of Olympus, the goddess of fate Clotho suddenly spoke softly and said, "Sometimes he will be lucky and come to the gate smoothly.

The three-headed dog of hell knows him, so it won't embarrass him, but because he can't see anything, he will fall into the Styx.

As long as a mortal touches the Styx, he will drown in it and cannot be saved.

Even if he successfully gets on the boat of the ferry god Charon, on the way to the underworld, he will accidentally fall into the endless abyss of Tartarus.

Even if he chooses the right direction, he still cannot cross the barrier of the river of fire. The moment he touches it, he will be burned to pieces..."

Cloteau's voice was light and peaceful.

But it made all the gods feel like there was something pressed in their hearts that they couldn't vent out.

"Athena, if this is the case, do you still want to stop me?"

So Hera said to Athena with an ugly face.

Athena was silent for a long time this time, but in the end she gritted her teeth and replied to Hera: "That child Hera wants to give up, it's really easy.

All he had to do was take a step back, even intentionally play a wrong string, and it would all stop and no one would blame him.

But...the sound of his piano has never stopped until now. "

When Athena's voice fell and the scene became quiet again, Clotho suddenly spoke up and said to Athena: "Dear goddess Athena, do you think he can do it this time?"

Athena was stunned for a moment when she heard this and looked at Clotho in front of her.

"...I don't know." Athena shook her head and replied.

That's right, this time she really didn't know.

Because this was not a trial she had prepared for, and due to the special nature of the promise, she was unable to peek into the future, and she also never found the possibility.

"That's it."

Then Clotho smiled.

She showed a very beautiful and lovely smile and replied with a delicate voice: "But this time I believe him, because he promised me before leaving that he would let me see the future that I cannot see."

This moment is like the moment when Promise caught the falling meteor.

It's just that the positions between Athena and Clotho were exchanged.

"...Although I had already guessed wrong, it turned out to be true."

When the gods heard the words and looked at Clotho with strange eyes, Athena nodded and said to Clotho: "Your prophecy has changed again."

Clotto did not reply, holding the crystal ball in his arms and lowering his head slightly.

She gently wiped the crystal ball in her hand.

That promise, how are you going to show me that future that I...have never seen?

...

...

Nuo Yan was hesitating in his heart at this moment.

Yes, he was hesitating.

Nuoyan felt that his health was getting worse and worse, and he became more and more uncertain about how long he could hold on, so he hesitated whether to tear up the painting in his hand.

Remember that painting of the hundred-eyed giant Argos?

Promise tore it apart, so Argos appeared and helped Promise subdue the two giant lions guarding the gate.

As for such a painting, Nuo Yan still has one in his hand.

Yes, that is Pegasus!

It is true that the gods cannot help Nuoyan, but Pegasus is the meteor that Nuoyan surrendered, and it is a power that only belongs to him!

Even if the trial is to make Nuoyan walk in front of Hades step by step, the appearance of Pegasus will undoubtedly guide him forward.

The promise was not given to Demeter without some intention.

And the reason why he hasn't let Pegasus come to the underworld is because this is his only trump card, but now it's just the beginning.

As for whether Pegasus will appear or not, it is a very simple question.

It's true that Hades can't take action, but it can't be counted as taking action if he doesn't stop it.

‘It must have been several hours. ’

Nuo Yan thought in his mind.

'My health is getting worse and worse, but fortunately I ate the golden apple before coming, but it is not a problem to delay it like this. The goddess Persephone must be unable to sit still. I can feel that she wants to Take action, if not for the oath. ’

‘Therefore, the sound of my piano must not stop now. Even if it only stops for a moment, she will definitely fail this trial! ’

There is nothing wrong with the feeling of promise.

At this moment, Persephone had forgotten her fears and worries.

Her beautiful bright eyes were staring at the promise.

To be precise, staring at his hand playing the harp.

Now whenever there is that moment when a player makes a mistake or falls down, the sound of the piano stops.

She will take action to stop this trial.

Promise couldn't see, so he didn't know, but Persephone could see clearly next to him.

He is now like a candle exposed in the ice and snow,

‘Can’t make any more mistakes. ’

Promise thought so, so he stopped.

Just when Persephone looked surprised when she saw this, the gods secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that everything was about to end.

Nuoyan squatted down, and while fixing the harp on his body, he carefully took out the painting on his body.

He dropped the painting on the ground and now all he had to do was crush it with his feet.

But even so, the promise is still hesitant.

Because he clearly understood that if he did this now, he would never have the possibility of walking in front of Hades.

But the darkness that couldn't be heard or seen, as well as the increasingly clear pain in his body, and the feeling of blood flowing out, were eating away at his sanity bit by bit.

Now I am not sure whether I will give up on the promise or not.

'Well...actually it's not bad to die like this. I really died like a hero this time. ’

So this thought came to Nuoyan's mind.

He put his foot on the painting.

'Struggle a little more, walk a little further, and you can die. '

Nuoyan began to think so.

But just when he was about to act,

"Nuoyan, you have grown up."

"You are no longer just seeking death like before, but when facing death, you choose to challenge it, so I naturally don't need to keep you on the mountain anymore."

Nuoyan suddenly remembered the conversation between himself and teacher Chiron.

"Then teacher, I want to draw a picture for you."

"No need, because your growth, for me, the teacher, is already a picture, the best picture."

......

In silence, Nuoyan retracted his foot.

"In fact, I only found out recently."