The two fought fiercely in this realm.
A series of destructive energies surged. The earth buckled and split, trees were splintered, mountains were flattened, and the entire landscape descended into chaos. Dust clouds rose, and smoke blanketed the sky.
The aftermath of the battle shattered the surrounding terrain. What remained was a scorched wasteland, marred by deep ravines and cratered with potholes.
They clashed continuously, each blow enough to destroy a mountain or drain a lake.
"I've said it before, my strength is beyond your prediction!!"
During the confrontation, phisto didn't feel pressured—instead, he appeared relaxed. His movents grew faster until, in the blink of an eye, he broke the sound barrier.
Bang!!!
Finn's punch slamd into phisto's chest, launching the demon backward into a mountain. The impact sent boulders crumbling, the ground splitting apart, smoke and debris clouding the air.
Yet even before the dust settled, both figures surged forward again. The battle continued unabated.
In that mont, the entire battlefield echoed only with the sound of fists slicing through air, a roaring wind, and a crushing force that made it hard to breathe.
Their power was imnse.
Each strike had the potential to unravel the very fabric of the Earth.
This escalating devastation already distorted the borders of space itself.
"I said, although you are strong, you are still inferior to ."
phisto's eyes glead with manic light. Without warning, his body swelled, his form becoming more imposing, muscles glowing as though molten magma ran through them.
Boom!
A surge of demonic energy erupted from his core, like a nuclear blast cracking the void, storming toward Finn.
Finn narrowed his eyes, took a sharp step back, and raised a clenched fist.
BOOM!!!
His punch cut through space like a temporal weapon, appearing in front of phisto in a blink.
Psst!!!
The backlash struck phisto like a tidal wave. His arm trembled violently from the shock, going numb from the force.
But Finn wasn't untouched—blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
"I didn't expect you to injure . No wonder you made feel threatened... But you alone, worthy of fighting ~々?" phisto sneered, baring his fangs.
"Really? Then try another trick from ." Finn's voice was low, his eyes sharp as he launched forward.
"You think I fear you?"
With a roar, phisto lunged.
Bang! Bang! Bang!!!
They collided with a ferocity like thunder, fists and kicks exchanging at speeds barely perceptible to the human eye. Every impact generated tremors like earthquakes.
One, a sovereign demon lord of Hell. The other, a mortal-turned-arcane warrior, wielding forbidden powers. Their clash created waves of chaos across dinsions.
BOOM!!!
Their speed heightened. Fists collided like lightning bolts, each strike a burst of deadly precision.
Around them, the battlefield disintegrated. Floorboards turned to rubble, dust spiraled into the air, and the earth cracked beneath their feet.
Finn's assault was rciless, like a war god—precise, unwavering. But phisto, in all his infernal might, held his ground, retaliating with bone-breaking counters that forced Finn to step back.
Sweat dripped from both combatants.
"Die!!"
Suddenly, phisto roared, unleashing a wave of infernal energy that twisted space, death radiating from his form.
"Hmm?"
Finn's pupils shrank. He sensed that phisto was about to enter his final form.
"Do you think this will help you win?"
Finn snorted, his own aura exploding into the air like a tidal wave.
"Let's try this!!"
Finn halted, spun in place with unnerving fluidity, leaving ten afterimages flickering around him.
In the blink of an eye, his palm struck phisto's chest with brutal sharpness.
Click!!
A bone-cracking snap resounded, followed by phisto's pained scream. A deep gash opened on his chest, revealing cracked ribs and even glimpses of ruined organs.
Finn's palm had nearly caved his entire torso in.
"Damn... How is this possible... Your strength was supposed to be far beneath mine..."
phisto's eyes widened in disbelief, staring at Finn with a mixture of pain and dread.
How? How could this mortal push him this far?
"... phisto, your ti of death has co!!" Finn declared coldly, eyes void of rcy as he raised his fist.
phisto threw up his arm to block—
BOOM!!
The blow struck like a teorite. The sheer pressure sent a gale surging outward, flattening everything nearby.
Click!!!
phisto's arm shattered, bone turning to dust. His body flew backward, crashed into a cliff wall, and collapsed to the ground.
Puff!!!
He coughed up blood, his body writhing from the imnse pain. His internal organs were obliterated. His power faded rapidly.
"It seems... I underestimated you... ahem..."
Though disoriented, the arrogance in his voice still lingered.
"This is the price of your arrogance," Finn said with icy calm, expression unreadable.
Whoosh!!
Suddenly, phisto's body vanished.
"Huh? Escaped?" Finn muttered, eyes narrowing.
Call!!!
A gust of wind passed his side.
A shadow appeared—wrapped in a black cloak, only his cold, soulless eyes visible beneath the hood. The air around him dropped to sub-zero.
A sudden burst of black arcane energy erupted from the stranger, aid directly at Finn.
Finn barely had ti to react. He braced himself and growled, "Who are you? Another phisto?"
The cloaked man's voice was as cold as a crypt, "Do not interfere with the affairs of the Hell Lords. I won't warn you again."
He stepped past Finn, lifted phisto's battered form, and cast him into a swirling black portal that pulsed like a tear in the Multiverse.
Without another word, the figure vanished with phisto, leaving the battlefield in eerie silence.
Finn stood alone, surrounded by devastation, his chest rising and falling slowly. His gaze lingered on the dissipating portal.
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