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Chapter 238: First Injury, Full Firepower!
🕑 Added 2025-04-10 20:47:32 +0000 UTCNot only him, but even the other major Trask Lords were convinced.
There are only two or three large cats and kittens left in the Hell Dimension.
With the death of Mephisto and the fall of many intermediate powers in the real universe, they are now the most powerful group in Hell.
The position of the Lord of Hell is enticing, but no one dares to claim it.
The risks of taking it are simply too great.
As Blackheart thought, none of them wanted to stay in this position.
The God of Magic had just left. Who knew if he'd turn around and attack?
The trees may be beautiful in the forest, but the wind can destroy them.
They didn't want to risk being killed for an empty title.
However, the Hell Dimension can't function without a master.
What if the God of Magic looks down on them? That could easily play into the hands of the Alien Demons.
"Blackheart Demon, you are the son of Mephisto. Since he has fallen today, this position should be inherited by you."
"Whether it's leading us into revenge or making any other decisions, it's up to you."
One of the demons looked at Blackheart and suggested.
On any normal day, they would be vying for the throne of Hell, but today, for some reason, they were being polite.
"No, no, no! I've been severely injured in the recent battles. I'm too weak to assume the duties of the King of Hell. Let someone else take it."
The Blackheart Demon quickly shook his head, performing a clever act of humility.
"Weakness is temporary. You have the highest status, the purest bloodline, and the strongest strength among us. You are naturally the most suitable one."
"Yes, I agree. Blackheart is the most suitable."
"I've always supported you taking Mephisto's place!"
"I believe Mephisto would be pleased to see you assume his position."
Blackheart Demon was so cowardly, he almost scolded them.
He remembered how Mephisto had treated him since the "037" incident, and the cold, suspicious look in his eyes.
Comfort? If Mephisto were to see comfort in his eyes, he'd rather go eat Shet!
If Mephisto found out he'd become the new King of Hell, he'd probably jump out of his coffin in anger!
But alas, there was no way around it.
The position was gone.
A moment of deepest condolences (or congratulations)!
The Blackheart Demon gazed at the throne.
Due to the battle's impact, the throne had dissipated, but it still drew attention.
He wanted to sit on it, but then he thought of Aaron's unstoppable presence.
"Forget it, let someone else sit in it. Where's the King of Hell now? Let the dog shake its head at it!"
The Blackheart Demon sighed and turned away.
"Think it over yourselves. I just remembered, I still have clothes to hang out."
"???"
The remaining demon lords exchanged confused glances, then hesitated before scattering.
The position of the King of Hell was left vacant, but the turmoil did not end. In fact, it only intensified.
Although they couldn't become the King of Hell and ascend to the position of a high-ranking Dimensional Lord, they could use this opportunity to expand their territory and absorb more dimensional fragments.
In this way, they'd become local powers.
They might even become the "King of Kings" in the Hell Dimension.
Like a massive split-field.
This birthed the multi-dimensional lord.
Once a unified and massive dimension, after splitting, the fragments turned into individual dimensional universes.
The Dark Dimension was the largest of these fragments.
The breaking of the Hell Dimension had created opportunities for them.
Since it was impossible to become the biggest king, becoming a small Dimensional Lord was a fine alternative.
Blackheart Demon also began his war.
A new battle unfolded in the fractured dimension.
At this very moment, Aaron and his companions entered the Dark Dimension.
Upon arrival, they were immediately attacked by Dormammu and Satanish.
The violent energy turned into a tangible force, overwhelming them.
Even the void itself was distorted, creating waves of pressure.
Within the fractured dimensions, there are no physical laws like gravity that govern, unlike Earth.
Here, only magic can maintain one's body.
Under the impact of endless energy, maintaining one's figure becomes a struggle. One must consume energy to stay grounded.
Failure to do so could result in being expelled from the Dark Dimension, only to be swallowed by the surreal gaps between dimensions.
These gaps vary in time distortion.
Once sucked in, one might be lost to a completely different timeline, becoming a time wanderer, encountering monsters or even time keepers, such as Elios or Kongsu, the Moon God, the guardian of time.
And who knows? They might even meet members of Unlimited Kang.
Facing Dormammu's attack, Aaron's counterattack was simple: Absorb!
With one move, he devoured everything!
When opponents offer a gift, it would be a waste not to accept it.
"Dormammu, have you still not learned your lesson?" Aaron laughed, devouring all the energy.
The dark energy surged into Aaron's body with no visible limits.
Dormammu was furious and confused.
How on earth was Aaron able to absorb all this energy without being affected in any way?
And why had his strength not increased?
Something was strange.
Did Aaron have some other means of containing this energy?
Dormammu couldn't figure it out, and the question echoed relentlessly in his mind.
It was truly unpredictable.
Dormammu shot Satanish a knowing glance.
Satanish immediately responded.
Thanks to Satanish's connection with Dormammu, although he's not physically in the spiritual realm, he can still cast spells using the energy of the Dark Dimension with no restrictions.
His magic, empowered by infinite energy, gave him confidence.
However, these spells didn’t seem to have much effect on Aaron.
The only real problem was that Aaron could manipulate time.
But the Dark Dimension had no true concept of time or space.
This made it an incredibly effective countermeasure against Dimensional Lords.
Still, Satanish could use powerful magic, like devastating blasts of magical energy, body size manipulation, shapeshifting, and augmenting his physical strength to immeasurable levels.
The strength he displayed was no less than Mephisto's in the Hell Dimension.
And with Dormammu's power to back him up, it was clear this would be a tough battle.
Together, they wielded power far beyond anything Superman could imagine.
Few could escape the combined efforts of such beings.
Victory seemed nearly impossible to attain.
But they were facing Aaron.
Aaron was a living magic buster!
The supercharged magical blasts from Satanish were no more than an itch to Aaron.
Dormammu’s offensive spells were useless against him.
His indestructible body, like the strongest fortress, protected Dark Phoenix and Liana behind him, withstanding all of their attacks.
These were attacks strong enough to destroy a planet if unleashed in the real universe!
Even someone like Ancient One Odin would have trouble withstanding them.
The mighty defenses of Hulk and Thor would barely have held up against these attacks.
But the result was utterly disappointing.
The devoured, unknown planet under their feet vanished.
But it did no damage to Aaron and his companions.
Satanish tried to use possession against Aaron.
But he was forcefully expelled by Dark Phoenix and Liana, who wielded the Soul Blade.
Not only did they fail, but Satanish was injured in the process.
As a magical being, the Soul Blade's damage to him was fatal.
Had he not dodged in time, this sword could have sent him back to the spiritual realm, where he would have had to recover from his injuries.
Fortunately, the energy in the Dark Dimension was plentiful enough, allowing Satanish to minimize the damage.
At this point, Dormammu saw that Aaron could not be taken down by ordinary means, and memories of Festo and the Hell Dimension flashed through his mind.
Gritting his teeth, Dormammu made a bold decision.
He used his control over the Dark Dimension to mobilize the power of darkness, causing a catastrophic explosion in all nearby areas!
The explosion, powerful enough to destroy an entire galaxy, suddenly erupted.
Wherever the light touched, everything became calm.
Dormammu and Satanish teleported away in advance.
Aaron and his companions were left to withstand the full force.
Although Aaron's Energy Absorption was powerful, he couldn't absorb the explosion's energy in an instant.
Without any other means, this sudden burst of energy would cause them significant trouble.
To kill Aaron, Dormammu detonated nearly a tenth of the Dark Dimension’s energy.
More than half of the area was affected by the blast.
No worlds or creatures destroyed or absorbed by the explosion survived.
Dormammu believed that Aaron and his companions would perish in the explosion. Even if they survived, they'd be in bad shape.
But the truth was different. The three of them appeared before Dormammu, completely unharmed.
He froze, dumbfounded.
"How is this possible? You're unscathed!"
Satanish’s ghostly form was shaken.
This was even more unbelievable than killing Mephisto!
How had they survived Dormammu’s ultimate attack without a scratch?
Even another Dimensional Lords would have died after facing this explosion…
Even Mephisto, if he were here, would not have escaped this fate.
Satanish felt overwhelmed, realizing that Dormammu was likely their next target.
How could they possibly resist someone like Aaron?
With such immense power, Satanish now believed the God of Magic might even surpass the Ancient Gods in strength.
Sithorn and Seth couldn’t have been this powerful!
Though they never fought, the sheer presence of their strength was undeniable.
If the God of Magic truly wielded that much power…
It was time to flee!
Satanish turned to Dormammu, waiting for orders.
But Dormammu, realizing the inevitable, had no choice but to make one final attempt.
He raised his hands, gathering all his strength, and shot two beams that contained nearly all of his energy.
His target was not Aaron, but Liana and Dark Phoenix.
Dormammu knew that defeating the God of Magic was near impossible.
He had given up on trying to kill Aaron, instead aiming to force him out.
As long as they could be expelled, there was still hope.
He would immediately summon all the Dimensional Lords from the fractured dimension to discuss a strategy.
Aaron’s power posed a deadly threat to the entire realm.
If they didn’t unite, they would each fall separately.
Dormammu no longer believed that summoning all the Dimensional Lords would help. But before that, his priority was to expel Aaron.
Liana and Dark Phoenix were his best targets.
Though strong, neither could withstand Dormammu's full strength.
These two beams, seemingly random, were actually among Dormammu's most powerful spells.
The energy contained within them was enough to penetrate dimensions!
If they struck, Liana and Dark Phoenix would likely die instantly.
Even if they survived, recovery would be impossible.
The beams were fast.
Aaron could only protect one, bracing for the other’s force.
Though he immediately invoked his magical Superman form, the beam struck hard.
He was injured for the first time since repelling the Dimensional Lords Alliance and defeating Dormammu and Mephisto.
Aaron felt a wave of heat, his internal organs damaged.
But thanks to his resilience, he recovered at an astonishing speed.
Dark Phoenix and Liana saw Aaron's injury and were immediately filled with worry and guilt.
They knew this battle was their fault.
Had Aaron not been protecting them, things would not have turned out this way.
But Aaron reassured them, and the two of them were ready to join forces and destroy Dormammu.
"Any more tricks left? If not, it's my turn!"
Len had not sustained such a serious injury since discovering his Gold Finger.
He was furious.
When he's upset, he doesn't hold back.
Aaron's full power surged as his physical form improved exponentially.
At this moment, he felt invincible.
One punch could fix everything.
Time for the second punch.
"It's time to end!"
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