Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

Hela moved her wrists and neck, making a series of popping sounds like popping beans.

After absorbing so much of Mephisto's primal power, she could feel the universe's rejection of her rapidly diminishing.

She can even vaguely manipulate some of the fundamental laws of this universe.

With this thought in mind, a pleased smile crept onto her lips, and her battle-ready gaze fixed on Mephisto.

Opposite her, Mephisto's expression was even uglier than if Old Feng had died.

This woman's power flows entirely from her own body!

Thinking of this, Mephisto unconsciously gritted his teeth and immediately made a decision!

Now, Peter's attack is no longer important!

He had to kill this vile woman immediately and reclaim all the primal power she had devoured.

This is his only solution to turn the tide!

With this thought in mind, he turned his back on Peter without regard for anything else, and at the same time desperately mobilized all his powers over this universe.

Previously, he could easily use any authority in this universe.

But now he has to use all his skills, which shows how much he has lost in the previous battles!

With Mephisto's movements.

The air vanished instantly, gravity increased tens of thousands of times, and the ground beneath their feet spewed forth surging magma.

Mephisto's hands were also filled with dazzling red light beams.

These were all methods he had previously used to deal with Hela.

Moreover, its effects are outstanding; Hela simply cannot cope with it!

But now, the situation has clearly reversed!

Hela stood still, neither retaliating nor dodging, but simply smiling and staring directly at Mephisto, waiting for his attack to land.

This is a test, a test of just how much "authority" she has taken from Mephisto!

Click!

Gravity fell on Hela, causing her knees to bend slightly, but the next second, a dark green divine light appeared on her body, helping her to counteract the effects of gravity.

Immediately afterwards, the scorching magma completely enveloped her, but instead of burning her skin, it condensed on her body into a lava armor identical to that of Morpheus before her.

Finally, there were those red light cannons.

These beams of light struck Hela's body, instantly shattering her lava armor.

It even blasted a huge hole in Hela's body!

Upon seeing this, a smile finally appeared on Mephisto's face.

Fortunately, the situation doesn't seem as bad as I've imagined...

But is that really the case?

"Hmm~ Not bad, your authority is indeed very useful."

Amidst the smoke, Hela's voice came clearly, and immediately afterward, a figure burst through the smoke at incredible speed and appeared in front of Mephisto.

He hurled two black spikes at Mephisto.

The spikes tore through the air, even causing space itself to vibrate wildly.

Mephisto tried to dodge, but Peter's Black Death Sword was about to strike him.

Between two evils, he chose the lesser and ultimately opted to take Hela's attack head-on.

He had assumed it wouldn't hurt as much as Peter's Black Death.

But when the spike pierced his chest, he realized just how terribly wrong he had been.

A large spray of black blood gushed out.

But before the black blood even hit the ground, it floated towards Hela and was absorbed into her body.

"Wryyyyy~~~~!!!"

Mephisto emitted a sound as his defenses were breached.

It's not just because Hela can now directly extract primal power from him.

Furthermore, he saw it—at this moment, the holes blasted into Hela's body by the light cannon were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Hela is taking over his control of this universe.

This universe is now... serving both of them simultaneously!

A pain akin to being NTR'd was acting on Mephisto's fragile little heart.

At this moment, he resembled an investor who had failed in his overseas investments.

He returned to Amelica, burdened with debt, ready to make a comeback. However, upon his return, he discovered that his house had been occupied by someone else. Furthermore, due to the prolonged occupation, the original owner of the house had completely transferred ownership to the other party.

No one could stand this kind of thing.

"You slut, you slut, you slut!!!"

He cursed Hela almost maniacally.

"Give me back my power!"

He roared and lunged at Hela without regard for anything else.

At this moment, Peter's expression was just like Shy's when he heard Ning Wang rambling on:

Urgent! Urgent!

He was about to press his advantage when Hela stopped him with a single look.

Seeing her like this, Peter cooperated and stopped, letting the two of them fight fiercely.

Anyway, Mephisto is nothing more than a fish on a chopping board now, and he can't cause any more trouble!

Hela and Mephisto instantly engaged in battle.

Um... okay, saying they're fighting as a group is actually a bit of an insult to Hela.

To be precise, it should be said that Hela was unilaterally abusing Mephisto.

The black spikes once again transformed into giant blades and slashed at Mephisto's knee.

Both lower legs snapped off instantly, turning into black blood which Hela readily absorbed.

Mephisto roared and swung his enormous hand at Hela.

Hela dodged to the side and slashed again with her backhand.

The blade sliced ​​through Mephisto's forearm in an instant.

Mephisto angrily pounded the ground, and magma shot into the sky, transforming into a fire dragon that lunged at Hela.

Hela casually cast a spell, and the fire dragon not only instantly disintegrated but was also tinged with a dark green light, instantly turning its direction to deal with Mephisto.

The two fighters were not even in the same league.

Mephisto had previously struggled to cope and could only rely on his near-bug-level control over this universe to forcefully activate his cheat.

But now that the two have a 50/50 balance of power over the universe, Mephisto's lack of combat experience due to his years of pampered life has become glaringly obvious.

Half an hour had passed in the blink of an eye, and the two had exchanged over a thousand blows.

During the process, Mephisto's size became smaller and smaller, from a thousand meters to a hundred meters, then from a hundred meters to fifty meters, and finally from fifty meters to a dozen meters.

His lava armor had long since disappeared.

Beneath the armor, the once firm and full red muscles had completely disappeared, replaced by a shocking sight of skin and bones.

At that moment, he looked exactly like a dried mummy.

Finally, Mephisto stopped struggling. He looked at Hela, his eyes calm yet carrying a hint of madness.

They're like those black guys you often see in Hell's Kitchen who, after falling into dire straits and having nowhere else to go, can only join gangs and live a life of hedonism and addiction with enhancement drugs.

"Impossible...this is impossible..."

He muttered to himself, "I am Mephisto, the progenitor of all demons born after the destruction of the ancient universe. How could I possibly lose to you ants..."

Peter and Hela looked at him, who seemed like a mental patient, and after exchanging a glance, they both realized that something was wrong.

Sure enough, the next second, they heard Mephisto let out a maniacal laugh:

"Since we can't win... let's die together!"