At that mont, Finn's words were utterly indifferent, like a dark herald of the underworld.
It was as if he were dragging these so-called demons straight into Hell itself.
"Ahem... Don't be so conceited. Don't forget—even if you kill , the Demon Lord will never let you go!!"
The original phisto stared coldly at his opponent. Though he knew he couldn't match Finn's power in a direct confrontation, he believed that killing him would still be a tall order.
More importantly, even if Finn succeeded, the Demon Lord would hunt him down relentlessly.
That belief gave phisto his confidence.
"Is that so?"
Finn spoke slowly, his tone flat. "In that case, I'll kill you first."
The mont the words left his lips—
The original phisto's face changed instantly. He had not expected such arrogance, nor that soone would dare to say sothing so reckless in defiance of the Demon Lord.
Before he could react, Finn lunged.
The original phisto gritted his teeth through the searing pain wracking his body. He coughed hard. "Even if you beat within an inch of my life, you can't kill ."
His confidence in this fact was absolute.
Though not the strongest among the Hell-Lords, a being of phisto's caliber was notoriously difficult to destroy completely.
"Oh?"
Hearing that, Finn gave a cold smile. "You seem pretty confident in that body of yours. Then let's test that out."
The next mont—
Chi chi chi!!
Waves of surging energy exploded from Finn, erupting like a chaotic tide. It was a madness barely restrained, crashing down like an unstoppable force.
His aura intensified, growing rapidly with no signs of slowing.
In seconds, it beca an overwhelming tide of power, sweeping through the battlefield.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The detonation of energy shattered the air around him, creating concussive shockwaves that echoed through the realm.
With the outpour of energy, Finn's speed and strength skyrocketed.
At that mont, nothing seed capable of stopping him.
phisto felt every hair on his body stand on end.
A deadly sense of dread gripped his heart, his scalp tingling, heart pounding violently as though it were about to leap from his chest.
"What... What is this?!"
The original phisto's eyes widened in terror.
AHH!!
Suddenly—
A shrill scream tore from his throat as half his shoulder was ripped apart, blood spraying into the air.
phisto nearly blacked out from the pain, his face contorted in agony. But he still clenched his teeth and refused to submit.
"Still so confident in that body of yours? What a joke."
Finn stared him down, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "Since you dared to provoke , be prepared to pay the price."
Without another word, Finn vanished in a flicker of shadow.
BOOM!!
A dull, crushing thud rang out.
phisto staggered back, clutching his gut where Finn had landed a devastating blow.
PSSHT!!
He spat out a mouthful of blood, horror flooding his face as he looked at Finn.
The sheer power behind that last attack had shaken him to the core. It was beyond anything he had anticipated.
"So this is the strength of the so-called strongest human."
The original phisto exhaled deeply, forcing himself to remain composed.
"But you think you can win with this alone? You're underestimating ."
He suddenly raised his hand and slamd it against his forehead. A strange symbol began to glow where his fingers had touched.
"This ti, let's see what you can do!"
phisto laughed maniacally as his aura flared, and a bizarre mark took shape on his forehead.
Finn narrowed his eyes.
"You think that intimidates ?"
Finn's voice was calm and steady.
A sinister grin spread across phisto's face. "Then open your eyes and take a good look!"
The symbol on his forehead split open into a vertical eye, a blood-red glow leaking from it. It pulsed with ancient, infernal energy.
At that mont, phisto's aura reached its peak.
"This is a secret rite bestowed upon by the Demon Lord Dormammu! Let's see how you resist this!"
He howled with laughter.
Then, phisto spread his arms wide. The demonic energy around him condensed violently, forming the shape of a colossal, roaring black dragon.
RRRAAAAAHHH!!
The dragon shrieked, its voice echoing across dinsions.
"Hmm? So that's your trump card?"
Finn frowned slightly.
This phisto was far stronger than a standard incarnation, but even so, he didn't feel threatened.
However, he could sense that the black dragon contained an imnse well of volatile power.
"Heh... This is the secret of my infernal bloodline—Black Dragon Devourer. By consuming it, I temporarily gain its power. My strength will increase tenfold!"
phisto's voice echoed, and then he vanished.
In the blink of an eye, he reappeared in front of Finn.
Finn's pupils contracted.
He sidestepped instantly, vanishing like a wisp of smoke.
"What? You dodged?!"
phisto was shocked.
He had moved at near light-speed, but Finn had evaded him.
"Heh. Let's see how far you can run!"
phisto roared and lashed out, his claw reaching for Finn's back.
"Hmph. Die."
Finn sneered. He twisted mid-air, narrowly avoiding the grasp.
In an instant, he reappeared in front of phisto like a phantom.
"Shit!"
phisto cursed internally. He tried to dodge but it was too late.
PFFT!
Finn's razor-sharp claws tore across phisto's throat.
Bright red blood sprayed down his chest.
"How... how is this possible?!"
phisto's body trembled.
He shook his head violently in disbelief, staring down at the gash running from his collarbone to his abdon.
It was deep—lethal.
It was undeniable proof of Finn's superiority.
"It's ti to end this."
Finn said calmly, then reached forward and gripped phisto's torso with one hand.
CRACK!!
With an unrelenting pull, Finn tore phisto apart.
His body split cleanly into two.
In Finn's hands, the so-called Lord of Hell was no stronger than glass.
Everyone watching this horrifying display was utterly paralyzed in fear.
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