American comics: The off-the-charts random transformation

With a giant hand pressing down, Frieza's team was instantly defeated!

The holy light, compressed to its extreme, was not the inferior kind from the angel before. The divine power continuously invaded the purple flames, as if to completely purify his evil!

Frieza Shawn wanted to swing his sword; he wanted to cleave the giant hand in two!

But this was a pure energy difference, the power of an entire dimension, gathered in the giant hand around Frieza's Ban, and he couldn't break free from it!

"Damn it, I was careless and didn't dodge! You bunch of bastards, come down here and fight me one-on-one if you dare!"

Michael just returned to Heaven at that moment, and upon his return he found that the old angels had successfully suppressed the heretic!

"Take the sword from his hand, but be careful! No! Don't touch it, just cut off his hand!"

Michael spoke too late. An archangel had already grasped the hilt of the sword and was about to snatch it when he noticed that the aura emanating from Michael was rapidly decaying!

Like angels who have entered hell, they are bound by unreasonable rules and fall into depravity, becoming fallen angels!

"Damn it, that sword is evil! Everyone, hurry and kill it! Destroy all the fallen angels!"

"Destroy it with Holy Light Judgment!"

"We'll take control and use some of our strength to keep it under control. You guys go and finish it off!"

"Michael, hurry and help! Control the Hand of God! We can't hold him back any longer!"

"That's not the point. Let's take care of this out-of-control fallen angel first!"

Several old angels were desperately expending their own holy power, trying to use the power of God's hand to control the two people!

To wield such power, one cannot do so without paying a price; the draining of their divine power was the price they had to pay.

"Hold on, brothers, I'll be there soon!"

Michael, having returned to Heaven, fully recovered his strength in just a few seconds. He was now gathering his power, and with a final strike, he unleashed a torrent of energy, aiming fiercely at Frieza's sword-wielding hand.

Even with the purple aura as a shield, he couldn't completely block this attack.

Frieza watched helplessly as his hand was cut off, and the severed hand ended up in Michael's hands!

However, having learned from past mistakes, he didn't dare touch the sword and could only hold onto the severed hand that had been gripping it.

"Brothers, disperse 'Hand of God' and seize that fallen angel!"

Michael's words were very useful, and coupled with the fact that he directly cut off the heretic's arm, all the angels present would be convinced of his merit!

"Try this sword!"

Michael used the severed hand as a sword hilt, gripping it directly to strike the fallen angel. The fallen angel was powerless to retaliate and was instantly killed by the God-Slaying Weapon!

"Aaaaaaah!!!"

Frieza was furious, not only because of the loss of his hand, but more importantly because his sword had been stolen, and someone else had used his hand and his sword to kill a teammate who had just been corrupted by the sword!

The purple aura around him began to burn, and a portion of the purple began to transform into pure gold!

His severed right hand began to twitch, as if his body cells, under the blessing of the golden flames, were about to completely regenerate!

"careful!"

Frieza's unusual behavior prompted Michael to warn all the angels, and that sense of crisis continued to urge Michael on, and it was only growing stronger!

Does the other side have a backup plan?

With a loud "bang!"

Driven by his anger, the purple and white Frieza Squad transformed into Golden Frieza in the blink of an eye!

The emergence of this new form has once again increased the strength of Frieza's Squad in all aspects!

"Even without that sword, I can still beat you up! Watch me, the crow, take off like an airplane!"

Golden Frieza's power is incomparable to his previous purple state; he can create countless afterimages simply by using ki to move.

Michael shattered several afterimages in a row, but he was unable to attack Golden Frieza's main body.

Meanwhile, the other afterimages easily snapped the necks of the other angels as they moved.

Since this is the dimension of Heaven, simply breaking their necks would only make them feel inconvenienced, and would not be enough to kill an angel.

The only thing that can kill them here is the sword in Michael's hand!

The phantoms created by their high-speed movement were like an approaching storm. Thousands of golden Friezas attacked Michael relentlessly from all directions with golden energy waves.

It seems that he wants to use the attack of Qi to keep Michael busy and make him ignore the God-Slaying Weapon in his hand.

After all, in Michael's hands, this is clearly a melee weapon. If Golden Frieza only uses ranged harassment and uses afterimages to approach Michael, then after a while, Michael will not be wary of individual Frieza afterimages.

This is the Golden Frieza, the flawed intuition formed by Michael's numerous incorrect judgments.

"Successful!"

In an instant, Michael's mistaken intuition kicked in, and he thought that the afterimage was fake. He subconsciously shifted his attention to the other phantoms. He didn't realize that the one disguised as a phantom was actually Golden Frieza himself!

He reclaimed the God-Slaying Weapon from Michael and, without hesitation, began the massacre of the angels!

"Ah!!! Stop! Stop it now! You despicable heretic! Come and fight me! Don't slaughter innocent angels! Shouldn't you hate me! Come on!"

Michael was so angry that his eyes filled with tears, but it was no use; he couldn't catch up with Golden Frieza's speed.

Moreover, wherever that sword passed, the best-case scenario was the separation of the body from its head, and the worst-case scenario was the shattering of the body into pieces. The souls of the angels, who should have been eternal in heaven, were obliterated by that damned sword!

"There's no such thing as innocent or not innocent. Perhaps it's just the nature of the soul to be bloodthirsty, and I can't give it up!"

Golden Frieza was not trapped on the battlefield; he broke through the encirclement and charged towards the area in Heaven where the most angels gathered!

He resumed his swift and deadly movements, the God-Slaying Weapon in his hand now even more eerie and extraordinary.

The sword seemed to come alive, radiating an exceptionally terrifying and evil aura!

The sound of the sword being swung was no longer the sound of it cutting through the air, but rather a feeling similar to a diamond scraping glass!

That was the entire space of the Heavenly Dimension, sliced ​​apart by the casual swing of this sword! Although it quickly returned to normal through the self-repair of the Heavenly Dimension, it felt amazing to Golden Frieza, who was wielding the sword!

"Should I show off my Dimensional Slash? And slice this entire space to pieces!"

As if hearing his thoughts, the Godslayer Sword in his hand showed faint spatial fluctuations on its blade. Tian Xiaoban, who often played with teleportation portals, was very familiar with this!

The power of space!

He gripped his sword and sprinted at full speed, heading straight for Michael!

"Let me show you my knock-off Dimensional Slash!"

The figure instantly merged into the still space, and millions of spatial fragments, like glass lenses, fell like raindrops!

The entire heaven was cleaved in two! Michael flowed into the spacetime black hole within this shattered space.

Chapter 386 The Inevitable Impact

"Oh dear! I think I did something stupid in a moment of impulse!"

The space shattered by the God-Slaying Strike did not instantly heal within the rules of the Heaven Dimension, which resulted in Golden Frieza being sucked into that spacetime black hole as well.

He tried his best, but he couldn't break free from gravity.

"Hey, hey, hey, can your sword even cleave this spacetime black hole in two?!"

At this point, all he could do was rely on the sword in his hand, which theoretically possessed the same omniscience and omnipotence as Lucifer!

The Godslayer did indeed send a signal that Golden Frieza should hold on tight so that nothing would happen! But if he was going to fall in, he still would.

Even with his golden aura fully unleashed, Golden Frieza still couldn't escape the pull of the spacetime black hole. With no other option, he gripped his sword tightly and plunged into the darkness, drawn by the powerful gravity of the black hole.

……

Meanwhile, because of what happened in Heaven, the whole world is in turmoil!

For example, in the human realm, all statues depicting angels, or church murals, have developed numerous cracks.

The lack of power in the Heavenly Dimension has disrupted the balance between Heaven and Hell, causing dark forces to appear more frequently in the human realm.

It wasn't that Garfield lost control and went mad by letting demons invade the human world, but rather that the demon king from another dimension—Triple Demon—was frantically developing his cult while the human world was vulnerable, taking the opportunity to search for his daughter.

The rampant spread of cults has led to a surge in the emergence of heroes! Unexplained heroes have appeared in various cities.

Superman, Batman, The Flash, Green Lantern, Aquaman, and Wonder Woman are the most famous.

And what else? Stargirl, Starman, Timeman, Wildcat, Zatanna, Constantine...

That's right, Constantine also became famous. He used the characteristics of a gourmet demon to lure people with human food and then promised them all kinds of unparalleled delicacies, ordering some gourmet demons to fight for him. This made his combat power no less than that of the top heroes.

Moreover, Constantine may be the only one who knows that something happened in Heaven.

It would be strange if something didn't happen to such an extremely vicious person who was sent to heaven!

At the same time, Constantine felt that it would be better for him to go to Hell. After all, most of his enemies were dead, and the new version of the demons in Hell were easy to fool. They were all good-for-nothings, and he could make them work like slaves by simply bribing them with earthly food.

For example, let them fight back against demons from another dimension, or even tell them that demons from another dimension are delicious.

That being said, Constantine only needs to open the door, but the Gourmet Demons have much more to consider. As soon as he opens the door, hordes of Gourmet Demons will rush out to bind the demons from the other dimension back to Hell, and try their best to make them even more delicious. After all, the magic unique to Sannomiya is a unique seasoning in the eyes of the Gourmet Demons of Hell...

If it weren't for the various disturbances caused by the cultists of Sangu, which had already affected Constantine's daily exorcism routine, Constantine wouldn't have been pushed to the forefront to become the main force in dealing with these cultists.

……

At this moment... Constantine is on the run for his life.

"You human trash, just you wait! Huff—huff—you better not let me find a hamburger or fries, or I'll send you all to feed the demons!"

Constantine was furious as he ran and cursed.

Why? Because cultists can summon the demons of the Three Palaces Demon anytime, anywhere, but once he runs out of food, he can no longer summon demons!

Constantine is now completely drained of his possessions, not even a cigarette; everything has been used for sacrifices to summon the gourmet demon.

Along the way, he searched through restaurants and even trash cans, but couldn't find anything that looked like food. He even considered using the grass or leaves in the green belt to lure out a few gourmet demons.

But Constantine, in the current Gourmet Devil Hell, is also a notorious fraudster.

Because he summoned so many gourmet demons, some highly intelligent gourmet demon nobles have recorded his image. Now, whenever he wants to summon a gourmet demon, he must first offer a sacrifice before they can open the gates of hell and release it. Offering grass roots or leaves from the bushes won't work anymore!

After running three more blocks, Constantine, who was out of breath, suddenly saw a glimmer of hope for turning the tide, because he saw an ice cream truck not far from him!

Adrenaline surged through Constantine's head, causing his face to flush. Despite the soreness in his legs, he ran to the car and saw three cans of ice cream that hadn't completely melted!

"Great, luck is on my side!"