"Boom!!!"
Aiagos' body plummeted from the sky.
The force of his descent unleashed a violent sonic boom, yet Mephisto's red cloak fluttered elegantly behind him.
In an instant, the Ghost-Head Sword appeared in Mephisto's hand.
Within a fraction of a second, the massive blade slashed through the air, tearing dozens of cracks.
Yet Aiagos, over a hundred meters tall, floated effortlessly, evading the attack.
It was a pity that when Aiagos' Seventh Sense small universe exploded, his goal was singular: to turn Hell upside down.
The Garuda Flame erupted in a torrent, tearing through space and the earth alike.
The ground itself sank.
Only a stone's throw from Mephisto's royal city, the foundations collapsed entirely. The endless hellish lava beneath was revealed in all its terrifying glory.
Heat. Fear. Chaos.
Garuda's Flame, at this magnitude, completely overwhelmed the infernal fires of Hell. Coupled with the sudden surge of small cosmic energy, mountains and rivers surrounding Mephisto's city shattered.
Entire neighborhoods crumbled. Flames engulfed everything.
Even without the Big Three's joint effort, the destructive force of a single underworld warrior was clear—punching the sky, smashing the earth—this was true power.
Here, there was only the law of Hell, no blessings of gods—only the dignity of Hades.
And that dignity was guarded by the underworld warriors. No one could insult the authority of Hades—not a single soul.
"Aiagos, I admit you are strong."
Mephisto stepped back, repairing the shattered terrain with a casual wave of his hand.
As expected of the King of Hell: the law itself obeyed his command.
Yet Mephisto had barely stabilized when a shadow moved at incomprehensible speed from tens of kilometers away. Even Mephisto couldn't react in time.
A black fist struck directly at the bridge of his nose.
The Garuda Flame imbued in Aiagos' strike could pierce a body in an instant.
Mephisto's eyes narrowed—but before he could act, Aiagos vanished.
"Boom!!"
The Seventh Sense fist could already annihilate a planet. Aiagos, extreme in both speed and strength, had no trouble with such destruction.
Yet, after the roar, spatial fluctuations revealed the truth: Aiagos hadn't struck Mephisto.
The old devil had employed some incredible substitution magic, evading the attack entirely.
"Old devil…" Aiagos' gaze sharpened. The law of Hell suppressed him, making victory over Mephisto more difficult than anticipated.
But now Mephisto's body was hidden in the surrounding air. His presence untraceable.
This devil excelled in magic and deceit—an intellectual hero, not a direct combatant.
From the start, he avoided close quarters, relying on continuous bombardment to suppress Aiagos.
Yet Aiagos was a hybrid hero—both melee and long-range. Fire energy flowed through his hands like a master pyromancer.
He stood, calm, expanding his small universe.
Everything around seemed hidden. Mephisto's breath filled the air—but there was no trace of the old devil himself.
Then, in an instant, extreme heat, bone-chilling cold, and an endless wave of fear surged into Aiagos' perception.
"Boom!!"
Several Level God Father powerhouses appeared before him, restraining him completely.
Scorching fireballs struck Aiagos, exploding on impact. He fell from the sky.
At the same time, an unseen spiritual force tried to control him. The source was unknown, yet the energy pervaded everywhere.
Aiagos seized the opportunity to strike.
In the blood-red sky, across distant mountains and barren land, no trace of him could be found.
"Hahahaha, Aiagos! You really think you can defeat us on my territory?"
Mephisto's voice echoed everywhere.
"This is Hell! Not your underworld!"
"In my world, even the gods cannot defeat me!"
Voices seemed to come from all around—but Aiagos knew he was not being directly attacked by Mephisto.
Near the royal city, many Level God Fathers and underworld lords were hidden, their terrifying auras untouched.
Even farther away, a terrifying aura persisted, dormant, unchallenged in the city's distance.
"God?" Aiagos smiled faintly.
"A bunch of cowards hiding in the shadows… think they can match the great Lord Hades?"
With that, the aura of Aiagos' small universe exploded.
"Do you know that even a single drop of God's blood is enough to destroy your entire Hell River?"
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