Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

Chapter 406 Which of us is the devil?

"court death!"

Hearing Peter's sarcastic reply, Mephisto's expression twisted slightly.

He, the Lord of Hell, has never been provoked like this before.

The black energy of the Black Death Sword in his hand surged, instantly transforming into a black streak that stretched across the sky, carrying resentment and curses powerful enough to kill gods, and slashed straight down at the head of Evil Peter!

"Killing you first, and then dealing with your hypocritical alter ego, is just as good!"

This sword strike seemed poised to cleave the entire mirror space in two.

Wherever the sword passed, space shattered layer by layer, emitting mournful cries of unbearable strain.

However, faced with this devastating blow, Evil Peter showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he revealed a gleam of excitement.

"Oh? Really? I don't believe you?"

Evil Peter opened his mouth with a three-part attack on the bass.

He then reached out and made a gesture in the air. The next second, the longsword in Sif's hand instantly flew out and fell into Peter's hand at near the speed of light.

Excalibur, the sword of valor!

"The King's Hammer, Reversing the Dawn."

As the evil Peter chanted, the originally magnificent golden sword was visibly stained black and red.

Because of Peter's own characteristics, even Curry Stick appears to have been contaminated by black mud.

A black and red light shot into the sky, its destructive aura even more exaggerated than that of the Black Death Sword.

"Devour the light, Excalibur!!"

With a loud shout, Evil Peter raised his longsword high, and black and red light shot into the sky from the blade, condensing into a pure, vast torrent that was enough to purify all the filth in the world!

boom--!!!

The black and red sword light and the black torrent of black energy from the Black Death Sword collided fiercely in mid-air!

In that instant, the whole world lost its sound and color.

Seven billion viewers worldwide could only see a blinding white light on their screens, followed by a violent shaking that seemed to shatter the screens.

Only when the light faded did people see the outcome.

The black and red light cannon, its momentum undiminished, forcefully pushed back the black streak of light!

The Black Death Sword in Mephisto's hand, the symbiotic weapon that had caused the fall of countless gods, now emitted a mournful cry like that of a frightened beast. The dark energy on the sword was scorched by the pure light, hissing and dissipating continuously.

Mephisto himself was so shaken by the immense force that he staggered backward, his face filled with disbelief.

How can it be? !

The Black Death Sword is a weapon forged by the Symbiotic God from the remains of a celestial being. Its power is extremely high. How could it be suppressed by a mere human with a light cannon?

"Is that all you've got?"

Having landed a successful blow, Evil Peter, seeing Mephisto with half his body worn away by Excalibur, mercilessly launched into taunt mode.

"I thought the Lord of Hell was something special, but it seems he's nothing special. Your sword is trembling."

"you!"

Mephisto was so angry that he trembled all over, and his red face turned into a purplish-red.

Realizing he couldn't gain any advantage in a ranged attack, he immediately sheathed his Black Death Sword, flashed forward, and pounced on Evil Peter, intending to engage in close combat.

As a lord of hell, his physical body is also incredibly strong. Within his own hellish dimension, he is an immortal being.

However, he was fast, but Evil Peter was even faster!

Almost the instant Mephisto moved, Evil Peter also moved.

He directly abandoned the Excalibur in his hand, and his whole body transformed into a streak of crimson light, advancing instead of retreating, and crashing into Mephisto!

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!

The collision of fists and claws created visible shockwaves in the air.

The two fought from the ground to the sky, and then from the sky to the ocean basin, at an extreme speed, leaving only a series of blurry afterimages and deafening sonic booms.

But it was clear to anyone with eyes that this hand-to-hand combat was a one-sided affair from the very beginning.

Mephisto's fighting style is full of primal savagery and brutality, characterized by wide, sweeping movements driven entirely by instinct.

Evil Peter, on the other hand, combined all the fighting techniques Peter had learned, and was further enhanced by Observation Haki and the Mangekyou Sharingan. Every punch and every kick was extremely cunning and ruthless, as perfect as a textbook.

In just a few dozen seconds of fighting, Mephisto was already covered in wounds.

His chest was dented from the punches, his arms were twisted and deformed from the kicks, and his face was bruised and swollen, leaving him in a sorry state.

"Red Clown, are you sure you're not just trying to make me laugh?"

Hearing Peter's malicious taunts, Mephisto's expression grew increasingly grim.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Mephisto activated the Reality Stone and Hellfire energy to heal his injuries while roaring madly in his mind.

Seeing that he couldn't gain any advantage in close combat and was instead being beaten like a punching bag, Mephisto was finally enraged.

"In that case..."

He abruptly distanced himself from Peter and let out a roar that sounded inhuman.

"Then I'll show you my true colors!"

Boom!

His already tall body began to swell wildly at this moment, his muscles bulging and his bones growing out of shape.

Ten meters, one hundred meters, one thousand meters...

In the blink of an eye, Mephisto transformed into a crimson giant with his head reaching the sky and his feet planted firmly on the ground, and the Black Death Sword in his hand grew to be as large as a mountain.

He looked down at the wicked Peter below, who seemed like an ant, and his voice was like rolling thunder.

"Damn humans, tremble before absolute power!"

The enormous shadow completely enveloped Evil Peter, and the oppressive feeling was enough to break anyone with a weak will on the spot.

However, Evil Peter curled his lip:

"Sigh, that's why I say you villains are so unoriginal, you just keep coming up with the same old Gundam battles over and over again."

"You like playing Gundam battles, right? I get it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he clasped his hands together.

"Susanoo!"

Amplified by the crimson power of the phoenix, a crimson energy giant, centered on Evil Peter, soared into the sky and rapidly formed, its size no less than that of Mephisto!

This is not over yet!

"Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands - Top Transformation Buddha!"

The moment Susanoo took shape, Evil Peter formed hand seals once more.

Rumble!

The earth cracked, and countless giant trees burst forth from the ground. Using Susanoo as their skeleton, they quickly intertwined and merged, eventually transforming into a wooden Buddha that was half a head taller than Mephisto and had thousands of giant arms on its back!

The dark red Susanoo, like armor, perfectly covered the Buddha's body.

This made the originally solemn and dignified Buddha look more like a thousand-armed demon god.

In addition... the scene of annihilation. Senbonzakura Kageyoshi!

The global audience stared in silence at the dark red thousand-armed demon god on the screen, whose thousand hands each held a crimson longsword and whose entire being exuded both majesty and domineering aura.

Even Mephisto's lips twitched uncontrollably.

Dude, which of us is the devil?

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"Hey bro, aren't you ready yet?"

"If you don't make a move soon, don't blame me for being impolite."

Upon hearing Peter's extremely flippant remark, Mephisto's forehead creased with a furrowed brow.

"Damn human brat, don't be so arrogant!"

As he spoke, Mephisto grabbed his fist, which had grown to the size of a small car, and threw a punch at the Thousand-Handed Demon God.

Above the Thousand-Handed Demon God's head, Peter lazily yawned, then raised his hand, making a gesture similar to shooing away flies.

Call ~

In perfect sync, the Thousand-Armed Demon beneath Peter's feet also raised one hand, making a gesture of raising his hand.

However, because he was holding the long sword formed from Senbonzakura Kageyoshi, with a wave of his hand, a huge flying slash was launched.

The moment their fists clashed, Mephisto's expression changed.

He couldn't help but wince in pain, and instinctively looked down to see that his fist had successfully blocked the flying slash.

But the slash also left a deep, bone-revealing wound on his fist.

This discovery gave Mephisto a vague sense of unease.

A casual slash from a knife is enough to leave deep, bone-revealing wounds on his fist. So what if hundreds or thousands of knives were to come at him at once... wouldn't they chop him into mincemeat?

“Not that big~” With the Phoenix Force’s ability to sense emotions, Evil Peter keenly guessed what Mephisto was thinking and gave a casual answer that broke Mephisto’s defenses.

As if to prove the correctness of his words, the Thousand-Handed Demon God immediately made a move the moment his words fell.

The thousands of arms wielding sharp blades swung in unison, and in an instant, crimson flying slashes, like a rain of pear blossoms, carrying a whistling sound that tore through the air, swept towards Mephisto's body!

Each strike contained a terrifying force capable of splitting mountains and cleaving seas!

"Squeeze it!"