HBWnovel Chapter 34: You Think This Is Over?
Chapter 34: You Think This Is Over?
[Hellhound struggled against the invisible restraints, his Cerberus avatar snarling and thrashing in a futile attempt to break free.]
[The air around them grew colder, the chill of the netherworld seeping into the atmosphere as Hellhound's powers activated in response to the threat.]
[But it was too late. Your tentacles tightened their grip, constricting Hellhound and his avatar further. His once-confident demeanor now cracked under the pressure, the realization of his predicament dawning on him.]
[Evangeline, who had been standing nearby, watched the scene unfold with a mixture of awe and relief. The notorious Hellhound, who had terrorized so many, was now at your mercy.]
["You really thought you could waltz in here, make a show, and walk away victorious?" you taunted, stepping closer to the bound assassin. "I think you underestimated your opponent this time."]
[Hellhound's eyes narrowed, but the defiance in his gaze was tempered by a flicker of fear. "You think this is over? You've only delayed the inevitable."]
["Maybe," you conceded, your voice cold and unyielding, "but for now, you're not going anywhere."]
[With a final thought, you forced the tentacles to squeeze even tighter, the crushing pressure bringing Hellhound to his knees. His Cerberus avatar let out a pained whimper as it too was overpowered, its formidable strength useless against your invisible assault.]
[You initially considered testing Hellhound's power to confirm his abilities, but quickly dismissed the idea. It didn't matter what Hellhound's abilities were—you had easily subdued him with your superior power.]
[With that decision made, another three hundred tentacles extended toward Hellhound, their tips sharpening to lethal points.]
[With just a thought, the tentacles moved at incredible speed, impaling Hellhound and his Cerberus avatar repeatedly, like javelins striking and retracting in rapid succession.]
[Cerberus was torn apart under the relentless assault, and Hellhound was reduced to a mangled heap of flesh.]
[Evangeline's avatar revealed itself in that moment, manifesting as the Frost Goddess Divine Clothing—a magnificent set of attire that radiated ethereal beauty and power.]
[Upon her head rested a delicate winter crown, intricately crafted from pure, glistening ice, adorned with frosty gemstones that caught the light like stars twinkling in a wintry sky.]
[In her hand, she held an ice scepter, its shaft made of translucent crystal, and its tip crowned with a cluster of sharp, gleaming icicles that seemed to pulsate with a cold, unforgiving energy.]
[Her battle dress, a masterpiece of elegance, was woven from threads of frost and snow, its surface adorned with intricate ice, frost, and snow motifs. The dress flowed like a frozen river, and every movement she made sent a ripple of cold air through the room, making her appear as though she had descended from a divine realm of eternal winter.]
[Evangeline looked every bit the embodiment of a Frost Goddess, ethereal and divine, as she stood before the frozen Cerberus, her presence commanding and awe-inspiring.]
[A sudden surge of power coursed through Cerberus, and with a mighty roar, the beast shattered the ice sculpture encasing it.]
[The ice splintered into a thousand shards, falling to the ground as Cerberus emerged, even more powerful and ferocious than it had been when its master was alive.]
[The crimson-furred Cerberus barked, and the sound reverberated through the stronghold like a shockwave, carrying with it a potent mental attack that sent the soldiers and guards around you into a stunned daze.]
[Even you felt the weight of the mental assault pressing down on your mind, threatening to overwhelm your senses.]
[But just as the mental attack threatened to incapacitate everyone, Evangeline's winter crown began to glow with a soft, icy blue light, dispelling the effects of the mental crowd control. She regained her composure in an instant, her eyes narrowing with determination.]
[With a swift motion, she waved her ice scepter, and the air around her filled with countless sharp icicles, each one gleaming with a deadly edge.]
[Evangeline brought her ice scepter downward in a commanding gesture, and the icicles shot toward Cerberus like a hailstorm of frozen daggers!]