I, the Weakest Human, Start with a Hundredfold Bonus Talent！

John, or rather Hades occupying John's body, casually waved his hand. Windsor's lightning spear instantly dimmed and was seized by Hades, held firmly in his palm.

Seeing this, Sara was struck speechless with shock. Her greatest fear had come true. Hades had intervened again, this time personally, taking away their only hope of victory. Their defeat was now inevitable.

"Lord Hades, you... as a god, why are you siding with humans? I don't understand!" Windsor's face flushed as she looked at Hades, who had taken over John's body, growing increasingly hysterical.

"You remained neutral last time, not getting involved in such matters. But now, you've intervened again and again on the side of the humans. Why are you doing this?"

"You don't have the right to question me, not even the little girl who granted you the Authority. She doesn't have the right to question me either. Besides, I just wanted to make this match fairer, that's all. I'll take this thing. If you have complaints, have Zeus come and talk to me personally."

With that, Hades pointed a finger, conjuring a phantom portal before him. Instead of walking through the portal with John's body, he transformed into a dark bird, carrying the lightning spear in its beak as it flew through the portal.

"Damn... damn it! You all deserve to die!" Windsor's expression grew increasingly twisted as she looked at John in Elaria's arms. With a thought, her armor materialized once more.

Now, Qing was out of commission, Exiled Immortal's fate was unknown, and John was unconscious. Even without the lightning spear, she believed she could still win.

However, Windsor underestimated John's trump card. As she charged forward, intending to crush Elaria, white flames suddenly surged up, enveloping Windsor completely.

"How... how is this possible?" Windsor had clearly seen John fall unconscious!

Indeed, John was truly unconscious. Surviving a direct hit from a divine weapon without disintegrating was already a testament to his training. So, at this moment, it wasn't John controlling his body but Seraphina.

"A mere Divine Emissary, when did you start dreaming of becoming the master?"

John's eyes slowly opened, but this time, instead of his usual intensity, there was a graceful elegance, each movement imbued with a certain charm.

Seeing this, Windsor immediately realized that someone else was controlling John's body.

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"Though I'm still getting used to this... dealing with someone like you should be more than enough."

Seraphina curled her lips, a touch of white flame attached to John's hair, dancing in the wind like a deity.

"I've always told him that compared to other methods, only alchemy can truly create miracles. Despite wielding supreme weapons, he insists on neglecting them. Well then, let me show you what real alchemy is."

With a casual wave, the grass in front of her mutated, seemingly coming to life as it wound its way toward Windsor, slipping through the cracks in her armor to pierce her body, drawing out blood.

Sara was instantly alarmed, quickly drawing her bow and firing arrows straight at Seraphina.

"Oh my, sneak attacks aren't a good tactic, especially when I've been watching you."

Seraphina flicked her fingers, and the minerals hidden beneath the ground burst forth, forming a barrier that deflected the arrows aimed at her.

"You stay put. Your turn will come soon."

Without sparing Sara a glance, Seraphina simply thought, and the mutated plants tightly bound her, rendering her immobile.

Then, Seraphina walked leisurely toward Windsor, flicking a finger at her helmet. The helmet decayed visibly, crumbling and turning to dust in the wind.

"I wasn't planning to intervene, but Hades had a point. Since you called for external help first, using Zeus' power to suppress John, you can't blame me for being rude. I have no fondness for those hypocrites."

Under Seraphina's alchemical influence, Windsor's prized armor crumbled like an eggshell, piece by piece, until it was easily stripped away.

"Just killing you would be too easy. I don't want to cause more slaughter, so I'll leave dealing with you to John."

With that, Seraphina turned away gracefully, awakening John and returning control of his body to him.

After a brief moment of confusion, John quickly grasped the situation.

"Phew... Seraphina, I didn't believe you before, but now I do."

Just the techniques Seraphina had displayed could be called miraculous! No wonder she always said that while John had talent, he was far from mastering alchemy. It was a world of difference!

A Demigod-tier armor, corroded at the flick of a finger – this was beyond alchemy! However, despite his astonishment, John had more pressing matters to attend to.

Windsor, now vulnerable and without her armor, lay at his mercy. John knew this was his chance to put an end to the threat she posed.

"You have one last chance, Windsor. Surrender and abandon your allegiance, or face the consequences," John declared, his voice firm and resolute.

With a contemplative look, John turned his gaze to Windsor, who was now utterly defeated. Her once-proud armor was completely destroyed, her prized artifact confiscated by Hades, and her body was covered in wounds. There was no trace of her former arrogance.

"So, what kind of death should I grant you?" John squinted his eyes slightly, assessing Windsor as a white flame spear formed in his hand.

"Forget it. Wasting time on someone like you is unnecessary. I'll make it quick."

"A mere ant, if you kill me, you'll only hasten your own demise!"

"It doesn't matter. I've died once already; I'm not afraid of dying again."

With that thought, John raised his arm, aiming the spear at Windsor's chest, ready to strike down!

But at that moment, the long-silent Sara suddenly spoke up, stopping John.

"Please, wait!"

Hearing this, John paused, furrowing his brow in confusion. "What is it? Are you two so close that you're willing to die in her place?"

"If possible, please spare Windsor. She no longer poses any threat to you. In exchange, I am willing to tell you everything I know about the other Divine Emissaries. Everything you want to know, as long as I am aware of it, I will share it all. Moreover, I can help you retaliate against the Divine Emissaries.

After all, besides the already dead Miles and Kaldaram, and us who have been defeated, there are still three remaining Divine Emissaries. You won this time, but can you guarantee victory next time?"

Sara sighed, pausing for a moment before continuing, "The remaining three are only stronger than us. Facing two was already so difficult; you need help, and I am willing to assist."

Upon hearing this, John suddenly laughed.

"Hunting Divine Emissary, are you sure you want to do this? Even if I let you live afterward, as a traitor, your fate will be worse than death."

"I can foresee that. By proposing this, I have already prepared to accept such a fate."

"Sara..."

Sara's plea was met with Windsor's weak and disbelieving whisper, "Sara, you..."

"Sister, I have to do this. It's the only way to ensure our survival and help them fight against the greater threat."

John stood silently, contemplating the offer. The thought of having an insider's perspective on the remaining Divine Emissaries was tempting. Finally, he nodded.

"Alright, Sara. If you betray us, I will find you, and you will wish for death long before I grant it. Now, start talking."

Windsor stood there stunned, tears streaming down her face as she looked at the resolute expression on Sara's face.

"Let her go. If you still don't trust her, you can take her Authority. Just spare her life. I'll surrender all my weapons and leave with you."

Truth be told, John was indeed tempted by this proposal. Up until now, their battles with the Divine Emissaries had been like fighting in the dark, with no information about their identities, strengths, or any other details. But if Sara was willing to defect, it would give them a significant advantage.

Of course, John couldn't make such an important decision on his own. He needed to consult with the others first.

Thinking this, John looked over at Elaria, and after exchanging glances, they quickly made their decision.

"Alright, I accept your terms. I'll spare her life, but you must sign a soul contract with me."

Sara didn't hesitate for a moment. "I agree. We can sign the soul contract anytime."

"Very well. Lily, Helena, take Qing and Exiled Immortal back and tend to their wounds. As for you, Windsor, surrender your Authority. Don't let your sister's efforts go to waste."