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The crimson figure appeared without warning; even Peter only sensed the spatial fluctuations through his White Eye the instant it appeared.

The person who arrived was, of course, Morpheus.

This cunning and treacherous lord of hell finally couldn't resist crawling out of the shadows.

Just as Thanos was preparing to perish together with the Earth by detonating the Infinity Stones, Mephisto made a sudden move.

A cold, sulfurous blade fell silently yet decisively.

puff.

With a dull thud, somewhat ear-piercing, piercing sound, Thanos's right arm, adorned with the Infinity Gauntlet, shot skyward.

The three gems that were originally shining brightly in the sky gradually dimmed at this moment.

Mephisto reached out and deftly took the Infinity Gauntlet in his hand.

Without any effort, the scarlet, clawed demonic hand seemed to melt away and silently slipped into the Infinity Gauntlet.

In the blink of an eye, the Infinity Gauntlet has changed hands!

The light of the three Infinity Stones flowed through his palm, reflecting his own malevolent crimson energy.

"Nice toy." Mephisto examined the gloves with satisfaction, as if admiring a work of art.

Thanos looked at Mephisto, who had suddenly betrayed him, and the madness in his eyes was quickly replaced by astonishment and confusion.

"Why...why...?!" Thanos couldn't help but ask the question that everyone was curious about.

He had considered the possibility that Mephisto might betray him, but in his mind, such a thing should happen after he had conquered the earth or obtained all the gems.

But right now... how is this any different from courting death?

If he himself couldn't defeat Peter with the power of the three gems, did he really think he could do all this with his own power alone?

"Why?" a mocking whisper rang in his ear. "Because I don't need to share the spoils of victory with a madman, do I?"

The moment the words left his mouth, another flash of red light appeared.

This time, it was Thanos's purple head that was about to say something!

Almost at the same moment that he beheaded Thanos, Mephisto snapped his fingers.

But his target was not Peter or the superheroes present, but the wounded Godslayer Gale who was clearly not going to last much longer!

"Now, it's your turn." Mephisto's lips curled into a chilling smile.

Ger instinctively gripped the Black Death Sword in his hand, still wanting to resist.

But he found that his body simply wouldn't obey him.

Ultimately, he was just an ordinary person controlled by the sword in his hand.

If the Black Death Sword hadn't chosen to parasitize him, he would have long since rotted and stinked on that unknown, desolate planet.

How could someone like him possibly resist the power of the Mind Stone?

"Give me your sword...!"

Mephisto's voice, like a spell, resounded directly in Geer's mind.

Gel's eyes instantly became empty, like a puppet whose soul had been ripped out. He walked step by step toward Mephisto and respectfully handed him the Black Death Sword, a weapon powerful enough to kill gods.

The Black Death Sword seemed to have grasped the current situation as well. It did not struggle or resist, allowing Mephisto to hold it in his hand.

"A fine weapon, but unfortunately it has the wrong master."

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his hand back.

The Black Death Sword's pitch-black blade sliced ​​across Geer's neck without the slightest pause.

Another head flew off.

This god-slayer, who made even the gods tremble, didn't even get to utter a mournful cry before following in Thanos' footsteps.

Left hand: Infinity Gauntlet; Right hand: Black Death Sword.

Mephisto stood in the center of the battlefield, took a deep breath, and his face showed undisguised ecstasy.

"Ah... the taste of this power is so sweet."

He looked around, his gaze sweeping over the superheroes who had stopped moving because of the sudden turn of events, and finally landing on Peter.

"Now, Peter Parker, how do you think this farce should end?"

"It's a perfect match for my major, old man." Peter crossed his arms, his tone betraying no hint of nervousness.

"So that's why you've been hiding and not coming out. You were waiting to be taken down."

"K-head?" Mephisto raised an eyebrow, clearly not understanding the term, but that didn't stop him from grasping the sarcasm it implied.

"It doesn't matter, you'll be next anyway."

"Honestly, I'm still very curious," Peter tilted his head, his feeling similar to Thanos's.

"Who gave you the courage? Fish Leong?"

"And what makes you think that your teammates, relying on these external things, are no match for me, and that after you obtain them, you will transform from a cowardly sewer rat into someone who can rival me?"

"Why should I? You'll find out soon enough."

Mephisto's smile grew even more wicked.

"I will let you witness firsthand what true despair is. Your soul... I've reserved it. Watching you tremble with pain from utter despair will give me unprecedented pleasure!"

Having said that, he raised his left hand, which was adorned with the Infinity Gauntlet, high and slashed it to his side:

As he made this movement, the entire space began to shake violently.

A massive spatial rift suddenly opened up behind him.

The crack did not lead to the cosmos, but to an endless expanse of crimson and heat.

Heartbreaking wails, venomous curses, frantic roars... a collection of countless negative emotions, like a flood bursting its banks, gushed out from the crack!

This is the "hell" that Mephisto speaks of, the pocket dimension through which he survives and which also limits his ever-expanding ambitions.

After countless crimson-skinned little demons wielding tridents flew out, two tall figures slowly emerged from the scarlet abyss.

The moment the two figures were clearly seen, the pupils of everyone in Asgard present suddenly contracted.

One of them, clad in golden armor, with one eye, exuding an aura of supreme authority, was none other than Odin, the father of the gods, who had recently fallen!

The other was a burly, purple-clad figure, none other than Thanos, who had just been beheaded by Mephisto!

However, at this moment, their bodies were in a semi-transparent, illusory state, with scarlet flames burning in their eyes, clearly indicating that they had been corrupted and enslaved by hellish energy!

"How are you, my friends?" Mephisto spread his arms wide, basking in the astonished gazes of the crowd.

"Surprised? Unexpected? Exciting?"

His smug gaze swept across Thor, Loki, and Frigga's faces, admiring the mixture of anger, grief, and disbelief on their expressions, and his smile deepened.

"Don't look at me like that. Collecting the souls of the strong and great is one of my few hobbies, and the power of this gem has saved me a tremendous amount of time in this process."

As he spoke, Mephisto couldn't help but kiss the Soul Gem on his glove with a smug look.

The sight of that smug look made the veins on Thor's forehead throb wildly. He couldn't help but raise Mjolnir high and bring it down on Thor's head.