Lord of Cinder in American Comics

The communication disruption was confirmed, and the radiation from the ionization of the plasma was sufficient to block all video signals in the industrial park.

Ash then feigned a flippant tone and said to the ball of blood, "Sythonn, you dare come to Earth again! Wasn't the lesson my lord Mephisto taught you last time enough?"

Hearing this, Sithon, who was acting as a medium through Deacon, was furious. Last time, he was inexplicably bombed with a series of bombs in his own home, and finally, a 150,000-ton nuclear weapon was thrown at his face.

Having never been so humiliated, Sithon went to Hell to vent his anger on Mephisto without saying a word.

As an ancient god, Mephisto had also borrowed energy from him, and only the two of them knew whether it had been repaid. After beating Mephisto severely, Sythonn realized that something was wrong.

Although Mephisto was a demon, he insisted that he didn't do it, which made Sithon somewhat suspicious.

With Mephisto residing in Hell, Sithon's away game couldn't drag on for too long, so after issuing a warning, Sithon left Hell.

This time, someone actually killed his subordinates again and even mentioned Mephisto's name.

This made Mephisto's shameless face increasingly clear in Sithon's mind. He subconsciously concluded that Mephisto was unwilling to accept being beaten, so he took his anger out on his underlings on Earth, thereby reducing his followers and teaching him a lesson.

"Mephisto! I, Sythorn, will never let you get away with this!"

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Author's Remarks

I've added the Dark Souls items and spells with images to the free chapters. Interested readers can check them out. As for the paid chapters, please wait a bit; I need to level up my alt account. That's all. Thank you for your support.

2022-04-23 22:20

Chapter 192: Logan's Death

There's a reason why Sithon made this assumption, after all, Mephisto is the only one he's clashed with recently, plus the nuclear bomb that hit him in the face last time, plus this inexplicable thermal attack.

This kind of attack, which is not very harmful but extremely insulting, is exactly what those devils who do bad things in secret and never show their faces can do.

Sithon was filled with regret; how could he have believed Mephisto last time?

Through Deacon, Sithon could only see the white light emitted by the high-energy plasma; he could not see any other images.

However, through his senses, Xisone vaguely felt that there were several people on the other side with all sorts of complex souls wrapped around them.

This method of capturing souls happens to be related to those demons who like to drag people down to hell.

Looking at the white light before him, Xisone cursed inwardly, but didn't show it aloud. As a dimensional demon, he had to maintain a basic attitude; even if his heart was churning, he had to pretend to be indifferent. After all, he couldn't lose face in front of the opponent's subordinates.

Seeing the high-energy plasma surrounding Deacon, Sithon decided against extending his power to save him. Who knew what traps lay on the other side? Perhaps Mephisto and the Ancient One were in cahoots, or maybe they'd even enlisted Odin's help.

The more he thought about it, the more he realized it was a trap. Amidst Ash's constant taunts, Sithon deliberately closed the passage.

Sensing that Sithon had withdrawn his power, Ash was still in surprise when she received a large amount of souls from Deacon's death.

Now that Dickon was dead and Constantine had removed the portal, plasma began to be released into the sky, and communications were restored.

Upon seeing that communication was restored, Hill was the first to connect to the channel. Having witnessed the lip-reading expert's frenzy, she anxiously asked, "Ash, are you alright? Do you need help? There's a nuclear submarine, the USS Ohio, nearby, and its Trident missiles are already warming up..."

Having experienced the last dimensional invasion, and encountering such a demon-level figure, the World Security Council has learned to use nuclear bombs to blast them in the face.

Ash, without mincing words, used the imagery from his previous dimensional invasion as an analogy: "Seriously, are you guys really that keen on throwing firecrackers into other people's homes?"

Ash's analogy left Hill speechless, but there was a reason for Hill's nervousness.

In just over ten minutes, several volunteers from the World Security Council have attempted to decipher Ash's lips, but this seemingly ordinary multi-syllable name has cost the Council several lives.

Ordinary people would go mad just from knowing the name, but it's a different story for those with supernatural abilities who have even a little bit of power.

After learning the name, one of the ability users claimed he dared not interpret it. Under supervision, he returned to his rest room, killed the guard who was holding him, and used the guard's blood to draw a pentagram in the cell in preparation for the summoning ritual.

If the World Security Council hadn't updated its censorship system after the Skrulls, this guy would have been able to carry out an internal sacrifice.

This precarious situation is also why Hill, as the mouthpiece, is so nervous.

Ash could only reassure Hill, saying, "Don't worry, the Demon God has already left. There's no need to worry too much about him. At least the passage is closed now..."

The uneasy Security Council repeatedly confirmed with Ash, "Is it a temporary or permanent shutdown? What if someone summons him again?"

Annoyed by the repeated questions, Ash shifted the blame to the vampires, saying, "Then prepare to eliminate all the vampires. Vampires are this demon's minions; theoretically, all vampires can be sacrificed to him to gain power. You just need to go and kill all the vampires..."

After saying that, Ash hung up the communication channel. Let the World Security Council worry about the vampire problem!

Stark, who was originally providing technical guidance off-site, left the water plant and flew over through the portal opened by Constantine on the top floor of the building.

"This portal is really useful! It only takes an instant to get from the east coast to the west coast! Is it space folding or quantum teleportation...?"

Stark, who was examining the portal closely, realized the unusual situation when no one paid him any attention.

Ash and the others were looking at a skeleton left on the Arc Reactor. Logan's physical body had been completely washed away by the high-temperature plasma, leaving only the silvery-white adamantium skeleton.

Adamantium alone has thirteen allotropes, and each has a unique function depending on the added substances. Seraphim used the ninth allotrope of Adamantium to fight Logan's immortality.

Even inferior Adamantium alloys have the ability to maintain their physical properties at 500000°C, rather than melting.

Logan, on the other hand, possesses a true adamantium alloy that can be replicated from the original adamantium, making him completely immune to all forms of attack.

In addition, the healing factor in Wolverine's mutant abilities caused a molecular-level change in his body and adamantium. This made him have the same effects as genuine adamantium, but without inhibiting the biological processes of his bones.

So even now, with only a skeleton left, Logan is still alive, though it will take a long time to heal.

Stark carefully removed the skeleton that had been glued to the Arc Reactor, and said with his head down, "Does he... have any family? We should send him back..."

Ash walked over, patted Stark on the shoulder, and said, "Have you forgotten, Stark? He's from another world. He just got lost..."

"What should we write on his tombstone? A passing hero? Or a sacrificial warrior?"

Stark tried to distract himself by talking about the topic, trying to avoid looking at Logan's remaining body parts.

However, Constantine walked over and pointed to the approaching alarm outside, saying, "Let's think about that later. Right now, let's think about what to do with his body. If those guys outside find him, there might not even be any bones left."

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Stark gave Jarvis the order: "Jarvis, modify the video recordings here. From the moment the overload switch is turned on, delete and shred all the videos. Also, keep a close eye on S.H.I.E.L.D. reports, filtering out any relevant keywords..."

As he spoke, Stark detached himself from the armor, allowing it to stand upright on its own.

Stark tried to lift Logan's skeleton, intending to stuff it into his armor. However, given Stark's small frame, he couldn't lift the metal skeleton.

"Ash, come lend a hand!"

Ash didn't reveal Logan's abilities. Seeing Stark's emotional outburst, Ash was even more eager to see Stark see Logan standing right in front of him.

Before the main S.H.I.E.L.D. force arrived, Ashe and Stark had finished dealing with everything. Stark even called back the park's management personnel to deal with S.H.I.E.L.D.

Through Constantine's portal, everyone instantly returned to New York City, except that Stark simply stepped out of his armor.

However, the battle is over now, and no one cares about such a minor issue as Stark not wearing his armor.

Ash asked Stark, "By the way, didn't you go to check on the vampire virus at the water plant? How come you're back so soon?"

However, Stark looked quite distressed, waving his hand dismissively and saying, "There's already an old goblin there. My wisdom should naturally be used where it's most needed..."

Ash suppressed a laugh, looking at Stark's insincere expression, and said, "Stark, I know you're a brilliant engineer and inventor, but biological matters need to be handled by professionals..."

"Professional? Are you questioning my abilities? You should know that even a casual idea I give can advance the level of biology by ten years..."

"Oh yeah, yeah, you're the best..."

Stark wanted to punch Ashe for her cheeky, perfunctory reply, but when he looked at the longsword Ashe was holding and then at his own unarmed state, Stark wisely kept quiet.

With the battle over, the cleanup work can now be left to others. Ash has already begun gathering troops and handing the area over to Forborough and the NYPD.

At the Dragon Academy, Constantine was also counting heads. No students had died, and apart from one who twisted his ankle when jumping off the armored vehicle, no one was injured.

In Dragon Academy, the one who truly shines is Wanda, who throws fireballs. Without expending her own magic, Wanda hurls fireballs at high speeds, covering every visible area during battle.

And according to Constantine's teachings, Wanda's fireballs don't just stop after throwing one; they continue indefinitely until the target area is completely burned.

Now, the people from Dragon Academy were somewhat timid and subtly distanced themselves from Wanda, fearing that her fireball might hit some unlucky soul.

Wanda didn't care that the people around her were keeping their distance; she was happily accepting Constantine's praise.

While Dragon Academy was enjoying a peaceful atmosphere, Stark somehow wandered over there.

Upon seeing her long-time enemy, Wanda's eyes instantly turned red, flames began to gather, and she prepared to throw them at Stark.

However, Constantine held Wanda's hand tightly, and without the aid of the pyromancy fire, Constantine's hand instantly produced a fragrance.

When Wanda saw Constantine extinguish the flames with his right hand and smelled a faint burnt aroma, she began to panic.

The fact that her teacher was injured because of her caused Wanda, who was very dependent on Dragon Academy and Constantine, to feel guilty.

Sniffing, Stark seemed to have smelled something too, and prepared to walk over.

However, Natasha then stepped between Constantine and Stark, incidentally shielding Constantine's injured right hand and Wanda from behind.

"Stark, this place is full of people from the Dragon Academy, you'd better stand back..."

Just as Stark was about to say something to refute Natasha, a white-haired young man rushed out from behind Natasha before he could even speak, saying fiercely, "Arms dealer, you're not welcome here!"

Faced with Natasha and Pietro's rejection, Stark stared at Pietro for a while, then turned and left without saying a word.

Seeing Stark leave, Pietro, who had been putting on a brave front, could no longer keep up the act and finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Seeing Constantine's charred right hand and Wanda hiding behind him, too ashamed to show her face, Pietro jokingly said, "Wanda, you should mature a bit. How much longer am I supposed to take care of you..."

Wanda, who was visibly sobbing, argued with Pietro, "I'm the older sister, I'm fifteen minutes older than you..."

However, Wanda's voice grew softer and softer until only incessant sobbing could be heard.

Chapter 193: Revenge and Blackmail

Constantine turned around, intending to comfort Wanda, but when he reached out his hand, it was his own charred right hand. Switching to his other hand, Constantine stroked Wanda's head, preparing to say something.

However, seeing Constantine switch hands, Wanda cried even louder.

This was the first time anyone at Dragon Academy had ever seen Wanda, a student of Constantine, so heartbroken.

Simmons, who shared a dorm room with Wanda, was about to come over to comfort her when Pietro stopped him.

"Don't go, and don't ask any questions. We don't need any comfort about our own affairs."

Some cold, inhuman words made Simmons stop in his tracks. Faced with the gloomy face of Pietro, who used to run around happily, Simmons could only turn around and leave.

Constantine comforted the sobbing Wanda, saying, "Wanda, you need to know that I'm not stopping you from taking revenge..."

“I…I know…Teacher, you…should have known who my enemy was long ago, but you still took us in. I shouldn’t have done that.”

Constantine used his good hands to lift Wanda's head, which was bowing, and made her look into his eyes as he said, "I'm not stopping you from taking revenge, it's just that this occasion is a bit inappropriate."

Holding Wanda's head, Constantine turned her around to look at the combat personnel coming and going and Simmons and the others standing around watching them anxiously.