I joined the group chat as Aizen in the Ninja World

"Does anyone know where this arrogant kid comes from?" Unlike Ancient One's profound thoughts, Tony felt that Aizen in front of him was very arrogant.

At least when he was the other person's age, he didn't have the same kind of attention as the other person.

"Your choice of words is inappropriate." Captain America turned his head and glanced at him, saying, "In any case, you shouldn't speak ill of someone who saved the city."

"Don't try that on me. Wait until he actually saves the city." Tony retorted sharply.

"Stop arguing, both of you. Shouldn't we do something now?" Black Widow, acting as a peacemaker, interjected.

"Oh, of course!" Tony said venomously, without mercy. "For example, we could dress ourselves up as beautiful desserts and go up to serve the food."

Well, although what he said made everyone very unhappy, they had to admit that it was a fact. When these superheroes faced an enemy like Conrad, they could only stare blankly and do nothing but give up.

"What's wrong?" In mid-air, Aizen's lips curled slightly and he chuckled softly, "It seems that there's something wrong with your power. Can't you find any detailed information about me in the universe?"

Conrad was stunned, his brows furrowed. Although this was indeed the case, how did the other party know this?

"Because I can see it." Aizen seemed to see through the other person's thoughts and said calmly: "Your inner thoughts and thinking are all within the perception range of my eyes."

"Arrogant." Conrad snorted and spat out two words coldly.

"You can try it if you think you're arrogant." Aizen's expression remained calm and composed. "Just like you're thinking now, drown them in this sea of blood. See if you can do it."

what?

Conrad's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and his face was filled with disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost. He really thought so, and planned to mobilize the sea of blood under his feet to drown Aizen.

But he hadn't expected that the other party could actually predict his thoughts. How could this be possible? Wasn't what he just said just a bluff?

But how is this possible?

As for whether the ability to read minds exists in the Marvel world, it certainly does. However, this type of mind reading is usually only seen when higher-level creatures suppress lower-level creatures.

And I'm a dimensional demon! Moreover, I'm in a place where most of the world has been assimilated by my dimension. What level of realm does the other party have to be in to be able to read my mind?

Could it be that he is... No, it's impossible! This is absolutely impossible!

Conrad's thoughts were forcibly cut off at this point. He believed that the extraordinary beings in his mind would never come to such a remote little planet.

This human-like boy in front of me must have some kind of treasure to be able to do this, that's absolutely true!

Although Conrad encouraged himself in this way, some seeds of gloom had already taken root in his heart. He had begun to waver and doubt.

This was naturally Aizen's plan.

Although it is not difficult for him to fight against a dimensional demon of Conrad's level with his strength, the aftermath of a serious battle between the two is definitely not something this city can withstand.

Therefore, if you want to end the battle within your control, you have to use some practical strategies.

Of course, with this little strategy bonus, Aizen's role-playing degree can also be improved. Although Aizen's role-playing progress bar has reached 100, it can still be broken through.

Moreover, the extra progress bars gained after this breakthrough can also be used to transfer to the next role-playing card. In this case, why not do it?

"Are you sure you want to be my enemy?" Conrad pretended to be indifferent, his whole body bursting with momentum.

In an instant, every living being in Washington seemed to feel a sense of doomsday terror. They all fell to the ground, expressions of panic.

"You seem to have misunderstood something." Aizen's expression remained calm. "I don't have such superficial intentions. I just want an answer."

"What answer?" Conrad narrowed his eyes and became alert.

"As the Blood-Red God, what color is your blood?" Aizen said, pressing his right hand on the hilt of the sword. "I'm very curious about this question."

As he finished speaking, his right hand made a move to sheath the knife. Conrad, standing opposite him, had his eyes wide open. A clear knife mark stretched from his left shoulder down to his right abdomen.

puff.

Blood splatters, painting the sky.

345 Conrad is enraged

"So that's how it is. The blood of the dimensional demon is indeed different from that of ordinary creatures." Looking at Conrad's half body soaked in black blood with dark green spots, Aizen sighed.

At this moment, Conrad showed an expression of disbelief. "How is this possible? How could this happen?"

It was common sense that ordinary people would bleed when chopped, but this common sense did not apply to him. Because Conrad standing here was just an incarnation.

This incarnation was formed from a unique set of laws, and was not a living being of flesh and blood. Yet, Aizen's blade caused his non-flesh and blood self to bleed, a fact that was beyond Conrad's comprehension.

"Are you surprised?" Aizen looked at him calmly and smiled, "Actually, this is just a simple trick. When my blade touches you, I'll let your true form descend into this plane."

Conrad's face was filled with bewilderment and astonishment. He naturally understood what the other person said. But precisely because he understood it, he found it difficult to comprehend.

His real body is clearly in another dimension different from the material interface, and he has no intention of letting it descend. How did the other party make his real body descend?

"It's the law of space." Aizen explained to him in a gentle tone, like a teacher carefully teaching a student: "When I swung my sword, I forcibly used the space within your range to cover the dimension of your body."

"Actually, it's possible to do this?" Not only Conrad was puzzled, but even Ancient One was surprised.

She had heard of the power of forcibly displacing space before; Vishanti was a master of that skill back in the day. But Ancient One was certain that even Vishanti couldn't do it as effortlessly as Aizen, or even just selectively displacing certain areas.

How profound must one's understanding of the laws of space be to be able to use them so skillfully?

"Asshole, you damned asshole!" After a long silence, Conrad roared angrily. "How dare you fool me, fool the great Blood-Red God! I will kill you and cast your soul into the blood-red sea!"

scoff.

Conrad's cloak instantly ruptured, and his body began to rapidly expand. Blood vessels bulged beneath his bluish-gray skin. In an instant, his body had grown to tens of meters tall.

This is its true form, the so-called body of the devil.

The moment its true form appeared, the sea of blood on the ground began to surge. Layer upon layer of blood waves shot up into the sky, converging into a blood-red ball above Conrad's head.

"Is that so?" Aizen stared at his gigantic body calmly, without any sadness or joy, and said, "People who are too hysterical are usually weak."

"Die!" Conrad, who was completely overwhelmed by anger, waved his right hand, and the sphere above his head suddenly shot out a blood-red beam of light towards Aizen.

Raising his eyebrows, Aizen did not dodge or evade, but swung his sword towards the bloody light.

Bang.

Suddenly, a huge, earth-shaking muffled sound was heard between heaven and earth. The terrifying shock wave spread wildly in all directions with the intersection of the two energies as the axis.

"Damn, is this a typhoon?"

"Hold my hand, Natasha!"

"too frightening!"

Under the influence of this shockwave, the Avengers were blown all over the place and sent flying backwards. However, a golden energy shield emerged from the Ancient One's body, which protected her from the impact.

When the shaking subsided, everyone saw that all the tall buildings within a radius of hundreds of meters had been razed to the ground. Even the white presidential palace, the symbol of the core of American power, was reduced to rubble.

"It was indeed a powerful attack, but the angle of attack made your intention clear at a glance." Aizen, still intact, held the sword in one hand and spoke calmly. "The so-called attack is to catch people off guard. Just like this."

His figure flashed and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Conrad's six eyes moved rapidly, and he suddenly swung his fist towards the right side of his body.

Swish.

Aizen reappeared, perched on his arm. "Not bad. It seems your observation skills have improved considerably since you revealed your true form."

"You damn little bug, don't try to fool me again!" Conrad showed a slightly smug expression on his face, but soon the smugness turned into distortion.

"Unfortunately, your body's speed still can't keep up." Aizen said lightly, and saw a knife mark suddenly appear on Conrad's left arm.

The knife marks gradually stretched and extended, forming a complete cutting surface.

puff.

Black blood splattered, and his entire left arm fell off Conrad's body and slammed into the ground.

"Ah! Damn it, damn it!" Conrad finally felt the pain of his severed arm, and a sharp roar of anger escaped his lips. "Damn little bug, die!" He swung his remaining right arm again, and the sphere above his head suddenly shot out balls of red light.

As the red light advanced, the surrounding air was distorted. The nearby rubble and ruins were reduced to dust, a chilling sight.

"Oh, there's a move like this?" Aizen smiled, turning his body sideways. Facing the direction of the red light, he extended his right palm. "Thunder Roar Cannon."

hum.

Golden light filled the sky, instantly swallowing up the red light. Then, a thunderous explosion echoed. The entire world was completely enveloped in dazzling gold.

When the golden light faded, half the city block had been reduced to a wasteland resembling a meteorite crater. Everything around it had turned into nothingness and dust.

Scarlet Snake Fairy: ???

Book Artist: Lei, Thunder Roar Cannon? Is the power of the Thunder Roar Cannon really that exaggerated?

The evildoers of Soul Society: The power of the Kidō is presented according to the strength of the user, so it is not the power of the Thunder Roar Cannon that is exaggerated, but Anran's strength that is exaggerated.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: This should be the result of An Ran-san's restraint.

Lazy little kitty: Are you holding back?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Well, I've seen An Ran-san's No. 1 Broken Path transform a mountain range into a canyon. And that's without chanting.

Lin Fengjiao: ...

puff.

Just as everyone in the live broadcast room was discussing the strength of Aizen's Kidō, the snow-white blade in Aizen's hand had already cut off Conrad's left leg.

The Dimensional Demon's massive body collapsed, stirring up a cloud of dust.

346 The Collapse of the Dimensional Demon

"Ah, bastard!"

All humans in the entire Washington area heard the dimensional demon's shrill roar.

Having roamed the universe for thousands of years without ever being hurt, it now truly experienced pain. Previously, it had been the one inflicting pain on others. Now, it was the one suffering, and it found it incredibly difficult to accept.

The red ball above his head seemed to sense the intense inner turmoil of its owner and began to pulse. Strands of red light converged on the sphere's surface and shot towards Aizen's position.

Rumble.

The entire earth trembled with a deafening roar. Everything touched by the red light instantly turned to dust. A terrifying mushroom cloud rose above the city.

Swish.

Aizen's figure suddenly appeared at his right leg and swung his sword decisively.

puff.

Black blood splattered as Conrad's entire right leg was severed. The pain, piercing deep into his bones, caused him to roll uncontrollably on the ground, his massive body flattening the ground like a steamroller.

After a long time, the pain gradually subsided.

Conrad gasped for breath as he stared at the boy across from him, who he should have regarded as an ant. But now, his gaze had turned into fear.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt?" Aizen shook off the blood on the blade and asked with a smile: "As a dimensional demon god, you shouldn't be so miserable."

"Why did you choose me as your target?" After a moment's silence, Conrad muttered, "I have never offended you!"

Obviously, he mistook Aizen for some special existence. Based on his inherent cognition, he felt that no one else could have hurt him so badly.

"I see. It seems you still don't understand the situation." Aizen sighed and slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

"Stop, don't!" Conrad seemed to have known what he was going to do next. The red ball above his head bloomed into a layer of blood-red shield that covered his entire body.

However, Aizen's blade penetrated the shield's defense without stopping and cut off his right arm.

"No!" Conrad roared in despair, and his whole body began to gradually shrink.

"According to your characterization, the strong can kill and dominate the weak at will." Sheathing his sword, Aizen said calmly, "If that's the case, why should I consider your wishes? When you were eroding the dimensions of this world, did you consider the wishes of others?"

"You, you actually compare me with these little ants?" Conrad's six eyes widened as if he had heard an incredible ghost story.

He was a dimensional demon god, a dominant creature! In his eyes, these humans were nothing more than reptiles and ants. The difference between the two was as great as heaven and earth. How could they be lumped together?

"You really are so high and mighty." Aizen said with an indifferent look in his eyes and a slightly cold tone: "Then what's the difference between you now and those little ants in your eyes?"

At this moment, Conrad has returned to the size of an ordinary human, but because his limbs were cut off by Aizen, he looks much smaller than an ordinary human.

"I understand, I understand!" Conrad was stunned for a moment, then immediately changed his expression. "I beg you, I beg you to spare me, someone as insignificant as an ant! Only you and your companions are truly great and immortal!"

Skirt Lifting Demon: ??? Does the demon god in this dimension know of our existence?

Scarlet Snake Fairy: Impossible! Didn't Master An say that the protection rules of group chats override all other laws? If that's the case, then it's impossible for anyone to see through it.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Then how did he know that An Ran-sang had companions like us?

Illustrator: I think you're being a bit too sentimental, Leizi-chan. The companions he's talking about aren't us. He must be mistaking An Ran-sang for someone else.