Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit

The demonic miasma in the air continued to corrode the flesh and blood of mortals, slowly transforming her body.

She single-handedly slaughtered demon captives, collected demon blood and soul fragments, and processed massive amounts of rotting, bleeding monster remains with her bare hands every day. If she slacked off even slightly, she would be whipped by demon servants.

Furthermore, the ultimate ritual of Velasco requires five Bloodstones, each of which must be forcibly cut from Iriana's soul, each cut causing irreversible and excruciating pain as the soul is torn apart.

Every time a bloodstone is born, it permanently erases a part of her human emotions, memories, and conscience.

The soul-tearing process was unanesthetized, keeping her fully conscious throughout. The excruciating pain was simultaneously projected into her mind, causing her to repeatedly see hallucinations of herself killing her loved ones with her own hands.

Each time the stone casting ended, she would briefly lose her self-awareness and eventually become a puppet.

This is the most cruel form of physical and mental torture.

But Velasco didn't expect this human girl to be so resilient.

Over the years, she has grown rapidly and has been able to grit her teeth and persevere in the face of Velasco's meticulously prepared methods of torture.

This made Velasco very uneasy.

He seemed to underestimate the other party.

But the more this happened, the more his violent impulses surged. Suddenly, Velasco, who was watching the battle with amusement, abruptly turned his head to look in one direction.

"Humans!!"

Chapter 288 In the name of Matthew, we officially declare war on the borders of Hell (Seeking monthly votes)

A terrifying aura of darkness instantly erupted from the palace.

The raging, turbulent atmosphere caused the monsters and Iriana, who were engaged in battle, to cease their actions.

The monster trembled and crawled on the ground in fear.

Iliana, too, was unsteady on her seemingly frail body, and her numb and filthy little face showed other emotions.

It was surprise.

She turned her head to look at her nightmare, Velasco.

She saw the anger in the other person's expression.

"what happened?"

Why was he angry?

Iriana, whose mind was almost tormented to the point of being only able to remain calm and numb, began to have questions.

Rumble!!

Velasco's figure vanished, but a terrifying aura still lingered in the palace.

Velasco's figure floated above the palace, his crimson cloak fluttering in the wind, his gaze fixed on the southwest.

From a great distance away, a terrifying aura that was completely unlike anything found on the borders of hell erupted from there.

But Velasco experienced it.

Yes, he had "seen" it; he had experienced that power a few months earlier in Mephisto's infernal kingdom.

But it must be more imposing and more terrifying.

In addition, Velasco could clearly sense an extremely vigorous life force, which, when gathered together, resembled a vast ocean.

In the context of Limbo, it stands out so starkly, so vividly.

Why did humans suddenly appear on the border of hell?

Velasco was puzzled.

His expression was extremely cold. This was his territory, and yet these mere humans dared to set foot here and even dared to provoke him, their sovereign, in such a way.

They're completely oblivious to their own mortality.

You should know that his title of "Lord of the Border of Hell" is not just a literal title.

This is authority.

This signifies that Velasco can mobilize the energy of the Hell's Edge, where he is virtually omnipotent.

Velasco's eyes gleamed with a dark purple light, and his hands, with sharp nails, moved slightly, as if he intended to annihilate the so-called human army from a great distance.

However, Velasco stopped moving.

A figure suddenly appeared in the sky, where dark red, blood orange, and dark purple hues intertwined and perpetually shrouded in sulfurous red mist.

He sat on the throne, clad in magnificent armor.

The armor plates are thick and regular in line, with smooth transitions between the segmented shoulder guards, arm guards and layered leg armor. The whole body is cast with three-dimensional relief texture, paired with a wide gold-edged waist belt, heavy metal combat boots, and a dark red long cloth cape hanging down behind.

He had black hair, exquisite and handsome features, and an air of elegance mixed with a strong sense of authority.

The moment he appeared, an aura of supreme divinity instantly enveloped the entire border of hell. Without any further embellishment, he simply and suddenly appeared there.

But his appearance immediately drew everyone's attention, and everything around him paled in comparison.

He is the embodiment of light.

He was the emperor of mankind, the will of a civilization.

"Who is that? A human?"

"Look, humans are coming!"

“Damn humans, how dare they face the great Velasco! This is blasphemy, he deserves to die.”

"You bunch of idiots, didn't you sense that human's power?"

“I feel like I’m going to die, even though he didn’t do anything.”

The demons gathered by Velasco in the city of Dark Fortress also noticed the anomaly in the sky. Looking up, they saw their ruler, Velasco, and a human who had suddenly appeared and stood on the throne.

The demons had different thoughts and were discussing the matter amongst themselves.

However, these demons are different from the scattered demons outside the city; they are more powerful and more cunning.

Knowing what it means to assess the situation and act accordingly.

Even though they were human, just one glance at them made the demons feel a strong sense of suffocation and danger.

Instinct made even the demons afraid to look directly at each other.

What does this mean?

This represents an absolute power, so powerful that they don't even have the courage to face it directly.

"You are the human who broke into Mephisto's hellish kingdom back then."

Velasco knew at a glance that he shouldn't underestimate Matthew.

Even though the opponent was alone and did not bring any army, he was still extremely wary of him.

At his level, he can often tell the depth of things just by looking at them.

Without a doubt, Matthew is someone even the arrogant Velasco has to be wary of.

Velasco was surprised that Earth could produce such a powerful human as Matthew, who even managed to break into Mephisto's hellish kingdom and escape unscathed.

Even more surprising was that the other party had suddenly run to the border of hell.

They even brought a human army with them, making their purpose quite obvious.

“I am Matthew Velasco, Emperor of the Terra Empire. You have repeatedly invaded Earth, abducted and taken away Terra’s people, and tortured them for years, attempting to sacrifice them as a sacrifice.”

"Therefore, in my name Matthew, I hereby formally declare war on the borders of Hell."

When the last two words fell.

Rumble!

The sky above the border of hell was instantly engulfed by a terrifying sea of ​​lightning. The blue-white sea of ​​lightning covered the blood-red sky, turning the ground into daylight.

Endless lightning bolts and silver snakes danced wildly, raging and intertwining, as if the end of the world had arrived.

The terrifying aura made the entire border of hell tremble.

The entire Dark Fortress, and all the demons in the surrounding area, involuntarily prostrated themselves on the ground under the intimidation of this terrifying aura.

All the demons, whether powerful or weak, trembled with fear.

The overwhelming force of that absolute will left them with no will to resist.

This is the absolute suppression caused by the difference in the level of life.

"No, that's impossible. How could humans be so powerful?"

"We're doomed, we're all doomed."

"Trust in our king, trust in Lord Velasco, he will surely protect us."

"Damn it, what did Velasco do? Right, I remember now, it was that human little girl. I heard that Velasco brought a little girl back from the human world a few years ago and tormented her day and night."

"No, I have to run. In a battle of this magnitude, the Dark Fortress will definitely be destroyed, and I will die."

"Move! Why, why don't I even have the strength to flap my wings anymore?"

The demons were filled with shock and anger, both astonished by Matthew's words and furious that they had been implicated.

Many of their demons are indeed loyal to Velasco, but that is because they submit to Velasco's absolute power.

But that doesn't mean they're absolutely willing to die for Velasco.

They can fight and kill other armies, but can they really participate in battles of the caliber of Velasco and Matthew?

That's practically suicide.

On Velasco's side, Matthew's undisguised declaration, or rather, unilateral judgment, not only horrified Velasco with Matthew's power, but also ignited immense anger within him.

"Ignorant humans, how dare you be so arrogant! This is the border of hell."

Velasco's roar shook the world.

Not to be outdone, he unleashed terrifying energy, and a massive torrent of energy suddenly appeared in the sky, mixed with the color of molten lava, colliding and fighting with the terrifying sea of ​​lightning that Matthew had unleashed.

In that instant, the sky was completely split in two.

On one side is the boundless flow of molten lava energy, and on the other side is an endless sea of ​​lightning, clearly distinct.

Matthew sat on the throne, standing beneath the sea of ​​thunder, coldly looking down at the enraged Velasco. His gaze pierced Velasco's heart and wounded his pride.

Velasco felt like he was going crazy with anger.

Some insane human madman, whose origins are unknown, inexplicably barged into Hell and even claimed that he had stolen the other side's people.

The people?

Velasco paused for a moment, then frowned slightly as the image of Iliana's numb and filthy little face flashed through his mind.

Could this human brat be talking about Iriana?

While he was pondering this, Matthew had already made his move.

He was sitting on the throne, his right elbow resting on the armrest, the back of his hand supporting his cheek, his left hand on the left armrest, and his gloved fingers lightly tapping the armrest.

hum! !

Invisible ripples spread out the instant his fingers collided with the armrest.

An invisible and intangible gravitational force acted on the space around Velasco, causing the space to begin to distort and compress, resulting in an extremely chaotic internal state.

Powerful repulsive and attractive forces collide and compress chaotically in space.

Tearing or squeezing Velasco from various angles, like an invisible meat grinder, frantically cutting Velasco's body.

Velasco sensed danger the moment Matthew made his move.

He unleashed pure white energy from both palms, enveloping himself and even forcefully shattering the space that Matthew could create.

Velasco's body transformed into a streak of red light, soaring straight into the sky, standing on the same horizontal line as Matthew, gazing at each other from a distance of more than ten kilometers.

"You human brat, you are more cunning than the devil."

Velasco's face was grim.