Lord of Cinder in American Comics

The monster looked terrifying, but with a lightning spear made of yellow lightning piercing its chest and pinning it to the wall, its attempts to twist and break free looked somewhat comical.

“Holy Flight, what is this thing?”

Stark, who was following behind, let out a gasp, while Pepper behind him screamed.

Hearing Pepper's scream, Tony turned around and hugged the terrified Pepper, comforting her in his arms.

Ash stared at the writhing monster before her, its forehead bearing a gaping wound from which black substance oozed.

The wound on the monster's forehead was likely left by Onion's lightning spear, while Ash's lightning spear had a longer duration, pinning the monster to the spot.

“Penny Wise, who sent you?”

When Ash asked her questions, Pennywise just chuckled, the sound carrying far through the underground sewers.

"Kingpin, beat him up."

Negotiations failed, so they prepared for an assault. Ash's strategy was to have Kingpin come up and unleash a barrage of punches; Kingpin, with his Divine Blessed Gauntlets, would be perfectly capable of harming this bizarre creature.

Furthermore, since Ash's lightning spear restricted Pennywise's movements, this made Kingpin an ideal target to adapt to using the gauntlets.

After comforting the screaming Pepper, Stark wiped the tears off Pepper's collar and went to Kingpin's training ground. He observed for a while but found himself completely clueless.

"I just heard you call this guy's name? Do you know what this thing is?" Curious Stark started his probing questions again.

“Pennywise, a trashy clown who only scares children. If you’re not afraid of him, he has no power. Anyone with a little courage can beat him to death with a baseball bat.”

After hearing Ash's nonchalant answer, Cassell and Stark somehow found two steel pipes and, taking advantage of the lull in Kingpin's beating of the Joker, went over and started swinging them.

However, the two were evenly matched in combat, and all they got from fighting Pennywise was exhaustion and the clown's snickers.

Unable to bear the mockery any longer, Cassell turned to Ash for help: "Ash, help me, this guy is laughing at me."

Before Ash could even make a move, Onion Knight was already impatiently waiting nearby.

"Jack Baldo of Catarina comes to aid us! May your courage, my sword, and our respective missions endure with the sun!"

The Onion Knight took out his amulet, half-squatted down to pray, then raised the amulet above his head and stood up, a golden halo appearing and covering everyone present.

As the halo faded, everyone present could see the faint glow emanating from themselves and others, which was especially clear in the dim environment of the drainage ditch.

[The Oath of the Sun: A miracle used by those chosen by the Oath of the Sun. It increases the attack power and damage reduction of those around them. This is the most magnificent dragon-hunting tale woven from the intertwined stories of the eldest son of the Sun, his personal knights, and the dragon-slaying swordsmen.]

Feeling the power surging through his body, Cassel walked toward the clown with ill intent and began his physical training.

Stark didn't go over. He picked up the steel pipe in his hand, weighed it, and felt something was wrong. He found Pepper hiding behind him and handed her the steel pipe.

“Pepper, can you hold this steel pipe…”

Before he could finish speaking, Pepper snatched the steel pipe from Stark's hand, threw down her suit jacket, and stormed off toward the Joker.

"Tell me the weight you feel?"

The second half of the sentence, spoken to thin air, taught Stark a lesson: never frighten a lady.

Cassell didn't notice that his teammate had become Pepper. The two vented their anger in silence until they were exhausted and Kingpin took over.

The enhanced Kingpin's punches were no longer as powerful as before. Pennywise trembled violently, trying to break free from Ash's lightning spear.

But each tremor was met with a punch from Kingpin. Pennywise opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs, and let out a nasty roar at Kingpin.

"Only naughty cats show their teeth to their owners."

Kingpin grabbed Pennywise's chin and pulled it downwards violently, while his other hand reached into Pennywise's mouth and broke off his fangs one by one.

Gradually, the fierce roar turned into a muffled groan, and finally into a sobbing whimper.

Having lost all his sharp teeth, Pennywise, like a tattered rag after being trampled, arranged on the wall in the shape of the crucified Christ.

"Can we talk now? Who sent you?" Ash conjured another lightning spear and thrust it in front of Pennywise's eyes, asking.

"He is my master, son of hell, heir to the devil, the last king of hell..."

The Thunder Spear was thrust into Pennywise's mouth, silencing his flattery.

"Speak properly."

"Black-hearted demon".

"That idiot from the Mephisto family?"

Ash never expected that things would turn out to be about Blackheart, who was currently receiving Mephisto's family education in Hell.

"To be more specific, wasn't Mephisto keeping the Blackheart Demon locked up at home, diligently educating him? Why would he let you out and cause trouble?"

Pennywise hadn't expected Ash to know so much about Hell, even about how Blackheart had been "educated with love" by Mephisto.

But even a demon under the eaves has to bow his head; of the several in front of him, he could only scare the last woman. Wait, that woman was pretty ruthless too.

Having seen the situation clearly, Pennywise finally told the truth.

It turns out that the evil demon, unable to withstand Mephisto's teachings in Hell, had long ago recruited a group of henchmen and sent them to the human world.

The minions on Earth must collect all sorts of unique souls for Blackheart so that he can gain power and break free from Mephisto's limitations.

Pennywise's explanation was rather dull to everyone; it was a cliché story with no surprises whatsoever.

"Isn't this just like when his dad locks him in the house, and he can't steal the key, so he has to get his underlings to make a key for him?"

Stark's words brought this matter to a close. Indeed, no matter how you look at it, it was the weakling Blackheart who was struggling.

"Then how did you end up on my turf? You've got some nerve, aren't you afraid the Ancient One might just kill you?"

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Pepper kept pounding on Pennywise the Joker with the steel pipe, trying to knock out any recommendation votes or monthly tickets. But I knew it was impossible, because monthly tickets, recommendation votes, comments, and interactions still depended on the readers' votes.

Chapter 44: Pennywise, Died

In response to Ash's question, Pennywise offered an explanation.

Just recently, another guy who was capturing souls for the Black Heart Demon suddenly disappeared for some reason. The Black Heart Demon lost a source of supply, so he sent these underlings to work overtime.

As for Pennywise himself, he had just arrived at the drainage ditch and was about to observe his prey when he was hit in the face by two lightning spears and pinned there.

"What's the other guy's name?" Cassel asked casually as he took notes on the story.

"I don't know either. I only know that he would possess various places and create a sacrificial effect. I heard that before he disappeared, he was going to trick a writer."

Upon hearing Pennywise's words, Cassel pierced the notebook with his pen. How could this writer be so much like him?

Those present noticed Kassel's unusual behavior and realized who the writer was.

"Hehehe, it's you." Pennywise also spotted Cassel and grinned maliciously.

"When I get back to Hell, I'll tell Lord Blackheart, you're dead. Nobody can save you. I'm telling you."

The arrogant Pennywise threatened Cassel, and everyone else present fell silent. The idea that the soul returns to hell after death is common knowledge in religion.

Killing this creature from hell is no different than sending it home.

Onion couldn't stand such an arrogant guy. Even Ash, who caused trouble in the Dark Souls world and angered others, would sincerely apologize. The Lord of Cinder was so approachable, yet this thing was so arrogant in front of him.

Onion had somehow drawn his greatsword, ready to cleave the arrogant guy in front of him to pieces.

"Onion Knight, wait a minute, I have a plan." Ash called out to Onion Knight.

"Oh, what method? Just release me now. You're only holding me here with this lightning spear. Once this spear dissipates, I'll be free."

Unable to pull out the lightning spear, Pennywise had to think of another strategy. He gripped the spear in front of his chest with both hands and kept wriggling, trying to move his body to the end of the spear.

Ash took out the Yorshka Bell and waved it at Pennywise. Circles of black ripples gradually appeared on Pennywise's body, eventually forming two overlapping rings composed of different incantations.

[Silence Prohibition: A miracle of the Black Church of Londor. A spell capable of sealing away those around it, along with the caster. The swordsmen of the Black Church are exceptionally skilled, and the silence of Londor is their constant companion. These swords will never betray the Black Church.]

The originally widespread silence ban was used by Ash on a single monster, Pennywise, sealing away all of Pennywise's abilities and even severing its connection to Hell.

“What have you done? No, my power!” Pennywise cried out, as if that would bring back the power that Ash had sealed away.

Ash waved his hand, dispelling the lightning spear on Pennywise's chest. Pennywise collapsed to the ground, having lost his power and sealed away by Ash, he no longer had the ability to stand up.

A clown-like creature kept wriggling on the ground, and after a long time, it was still wriggling in the same spot.

A loud thud came from the bottom of the stairs, followed by shouts of "Tony, I'm here to save you!" Then came the sound of something rolling down the stairs.

The sound gradually grew louder, and finally, what rolled down and came to a stop in everyone's sight was a guy whose waist was bigger than his chest.

"Oh, Happy, are you alright?"

Pepper rushed over to help Happy, who had tumbled down the stairs, and asked him with concern.

"It's okay, I'm fine. Where's Tony? Happy will protect him."

Happy, wobbling as he struggled to his feet, shouted towards the other side of the passage.

"Happy, I'm behind you."

Upon hearing Stark's voice, Happy turned around and pulled Stark behind him. Still half-asleep, Happy finally realized the situation.

A group of men and women were in a dimly lit sewer. A muscular fat man, about three times his size, was holding a nail-headed gauntlet, and at his feet was a wriggling clown.

“Uh, Tony, if you’re going to some weird party and don’t want me to know, you can let me know in advance, and I promise I won’t bother you.”

Happy, for reasons unknown, said the above words to Stark behind him.

Happy even turned around on his own and covered his eyes with his hands.

“I didn’t see anything, Tony. You can continue with your little hobby.”

"Have you been watching any weird movies or reading any strange news lately?" Stark said, sounding a little annoyed.

"Isn't this the private underground fighting club you set up? The news says that rich people do this."

"Uh, don't you know what I like? You should watch less of those news articles; I have serious business to attend to here."

"Okay, Tony, I promise I won't tell." Still harboring suspicions that this was a fight club, Happy agreed verbally while continuing to survey the scene.

"What should we do with this guy now? I can find a liquid nitrogen storage tank to freeze and preserve him. As long as Stark Industries doesn't disappear, he'll be well preserved."

Stark inquired about the method and offered his own solution. Once it fell into Stark's hands, who knew what kind of experiments he would conduct on it.

"No, we have a simpler method."

Ash gestured for Jin to take the clown puddle on the ground and then called everyone outside.

Once on the ground, Ash saw the wooden door that Happy had smashed open, and the newly built sacrificial site was destroyed, which made Ash somewhat unhappy.