The murals.

Nidhug's fractured body suddenly shattered into pieces, just as Dante had expected. The dragon's body shattered into ice flakes and seemed to just disappear.

"Shit, what happened?" Dante cursed. He could still feel the powerful energy from Nidhug's figure, but now the figure disappeared after turning into bits of ice and only Hel was left, who for some reason suddenly appeared there and took the attack. It was as if Hel had just switched places with Nidhug.

Dante immediately pulled out his sword which was now embedded in Hel's body. He knew that at that time Nidhug deliberately switched positions with Hel's figure to be able to escape from the attack he gave.

"Bastard!" Dante cursed for the umpteenth time, he had spent a lot of his magic energy on that attack.

Hel's figure immediately fell to the ground and shattered into chunks of ice that scattered everywhere. It was certain that Hel had already died by then.

Dante felt a large amount of magic energy suddenly appear from behind him,
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