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Dragon Ball!
Finn's eyes fell on the Dragon Ball beside him. This ti, he refrained from using it again. The energy it contained was far too terrifying—forcing it might place an unbearable burden on his body.
His priority now was to push the Black Aura Array to its limits and refine it, completely enhancing his soul power.
Do whatever cos to mind.
Finn continued to focus on condensing the Black Aura Array.
He wasn't impatient. He knew his current abilities were not yet sufficient to control everything. This had to be a slow, ticulous process.
The dark energy radiated from his brow, continuously rging into the black aura formation.
More than an hour passed.
"Is it finally done?"
Finn exhaled deeply. Over the past several days, he had attempted to condense the array multiple tis but had failed each ti. He understood now that true mastery ca only when his strength reached the necessary threshold.
Finally, he had succeeded in condensing a fragnt of the Black Aura Array. It wasn't much, but it was enough.
He looked at his palm. It was now wrapped in a dense, jet-black aura, even his fingernails consud by it. The sight made him frown slightly.
His gaze shifted to the world beyond his palm. Black mist enveloped his body, and his eyes had turned a deep crimson.
Looking back at the Dragon Ball on the ground, Finn fell into deep thought.
He had tried several tis before but failed to succeed.
Now, he planned to shift his approach. This ti, he would use the Black Aura Array to project his consciousness into the Dragon Ball.
"The Dragon Ball is a mystical artifact, teeming with unknown secrets."
A crooked smile ford on Finn's lips. He extended his right hand and grasped the Dragon Ball.
RUMBLE!
The mont he touched it, all the Dragon Balls around him started to vibrate unexpectedly.
The entire space began trembling violently, and soon, a devastating energy erupted from the artifact.
The magnitude of this aura surpassed Finn's expectations. It felt like he had been thrown into a raging vortex, threatened to be torn apart at any mont.
"This... what's happening?"
Finn's expression darkened.
He kept his focus on the Dragon Ball. Initially, he had believed it wouldn't harm him. Clearly, the situation had changed.
BUZZ!!!
The Dragon Ball trembled fiercely, summoning dark clouds overhead. Thunder cracked. An oppressive aura bled from the object.
"Could sothing unexpected have been triggered...?"
There was no choice. He had to halt the magic imdiately. If a sudden energy fluctuation were to occur, even his protective barriers might not withstand the backlash.
To preserve safety, he ended the spell.
Ti slipped by, hour after hour.
During this period, the two witches—Wanda Maximoff and Agatha Harkness, the Dark Witch—continued their study of the Darkhold while practicing creation-based magic. They learned from each other and pushed their control of Chaos Magic further.
Half a month passed. During that ti, multiple events unfolded.
Under the command of the T-1000, the underground criminal networks previously owned by Wilson Fisk—Kingpin—had nearly been overtaken. About two-thirds had been seized, and full control was within reach.
Even more striking was the profit: those seized operations beca vast revenue streams, generating full-scale economic benefits.
And then...
A knock sounded at the door.
When Finn answered it, he found none other than Stephen Strange.
"What are you doing here?"
Finn was visibly puzzled.
"There's a problem with the Angelic Order. They're requesting our support."
Stephen wasted no ti with pleasantries.
"Then let's move."
Finn's thoughts imdiately turned to the demonic faction—specifically, phisto and the infernal lords beneath him.
"What are you waiting for? Let's go," Wanda added without hesitation.
The trio wasted no ti. The ramifications were too great. Mishandling this could cause catastrophic consequences.
For Finn, this wasn't a surprise.
Half a month earlier, the infernal entities had approached him directly.
"You don't look so good," Stephen noted with concern.
"Half a month ago, two demons from the Hell Dinsion approached . One was phisto. The other... I don't know, but I believe he was even stronger."
Finn's tone was grave.
He knew one thing for certain:
The mysterious demon's strength exceeded any typical infernal lord.
More importantly, the visitor was phisto himself, the hell-lord of the Marvel Universe's demonic hierarchy.
Stephen frowned. "How did you end up on their radar?"
"I tried to eliminate several of phisto's avatars," Finn said with a helpless shrug.
It had been a complicated affair.
The three had traveled to New York for leisure but stumbled upon a summoning gone wrong. Several of phisto's manifestations had entered the physical realm.
To prevent collateral damage in Manhattan, Finn lured them into the suburbs where they engaged in a brutal confrontation.
Even so, he never ntioned it to anyone.
"Why didn't you tell us back then?"
"Because I didn't want to endanger any of you. This is my fight."
Finn shook his head.
Stephen felt a swell of emotion. Despite everything, Finn still prioritized others over himself. He was genuinely grateful.
But now wasn't the ti for gratitude.
They needed to move. Fast.
They tore through the dinsional fabric. Thanks to previous travel and a stabilized coordinate route provided by the Angelic Order, they soon reached the celestial realm.
But the sight awaiting them was grim.
The peace was gone. The divine sanctum was engulfed in war. Fire and destruction stretched across the realm.
"Let's move! The demons struck first, as expected."
A burning fury ignited in Finn's eyes. It was one thing to attack him—but to return so soon and launch another assault?
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