New York.
Chino was just about to pull his hand back, intending to head to the dimension above.
Snap!
A cold hand suddenly and forcefully grabbed Chino's wrist.
At the same time, the supposedly destroyed head regenerated at a terrifying speed. Shattered flesh reassembled itself, and broken bones instantly regrew.
"Demon King, where do you think you're going?!"
A voice filled with resentment and unwillingness came from the regenerating [Chino].
Chino looked at the face of the completely changed [Chino]. At first, he thought it was just a duplicate. But now, he realized he had been mistaken.
"Who are you?"
"I am Chino!"
[Chino] raised his other hand, now surrounded by golden energy, and punched directly at Chino's chest.
Boom!
It was as if an invisible giant hand had stirred up the skies above New York, unleashing a storm that blotted out the sun.
The howling winds shattered the windows of towering buildings, cars on the streets were flipped, crashing with a screech of twisting metal.
The next second—
"AAAHHHHHH!"
[Chino] screamed in pain, clutching a torn wound.
Blood gushed out like a fountain but suddenly vanished mid-air.
Chino looked at the missing limb in his hand, then at his opponent's already regenerated arm.
"This isn't simple regeneration—it's molecular restructuring. A bit tricky."
"I'm going to kill you! I'll return all the pain I've suffered a hundredfold!"
[Chino] stared at Chino with eyes full of hatred and fury. The energy around him grew more intense, even triggering an energy blaze above New York.
BOOM—
Chino's speed suddenly surged to its peak, tearing through the air with a sharp whistle.
He appeared right in front of the fake Chino and delivered a full-powered punch to his chest.
"Let's change the battlefield."
The fake Chino was sent flying into the sky, his body turning into a flaming fireball as it flew toward the dark vortex above.
"Demon King!"
[Chino] abruptly stopped mid-air, exploding with golden energy and launching a punch downward. The golden blast plummeted like a meteor.
Chaotic Heat Vision!
The searing vision beam shattered his energy attack and pushed him upward, disappearing into the dark vortex.
Just before entering the vortex, Chino turned toward Pamela's direction.
"I'll be back soon."
Pamela watched Chino vanish into the dark vortex. Her eyes, once filled with worry, were now replaced by an anger Chino had never seen.
That anger was like a violent undercurrent beneath a calm lake, capable of devouring the entire world.
At that moment, Wanda, maintaining the mirror dimension, shivered. A strange fear crept over her heart.
"It's all your fault. You forced him to fight and get hurt. Why couldn't you just leave our lives alone? Would it have been so hard to hide in the dark quietly?"
Pamela slowly turned her head toward an empty building, her voice cold as a glacial abyss.
"You can see me?"
A massive figure slowly revealed itself—Shuma-Gorath, the Dimensional Demon God, the Evil Eye.
It had tentacles as huge as mountains, each thicker than skyscrapers, covered in sharp barbs. Its gigantic eye glowed with blood-red light.
The Demon God of Dimensions—Shuma-Gorath.
The demon weapon unit stared at it in terror, their minds overwhelmed by chaotic whispers:
Kill yourself… Kill yourself… Kill yourself…
Just as they were about to raise their guns on themselves—
Trees began to break through the ground.
These trees seemed to have been granted life, growing rapidly. In the blink of an eye, they became towering giants, their branches intertwined, blocking the view. Soon, most of New York had transformed into a vast forest.
"Answer me—why did you disturb my world?"
Pamela walked through the air.
"I was once the ruler of this world. Everything I've done is merely reclaiming what was mine."
Shuma-Gorath whipped his tentacles. Without that Demon King, no one on Earth could stop him. If he just killed that mage…
As for Dormammu, that fool—still waiting for a signal in the Dark Dimension. Share Earth with him? Not a chance.
The massive eye turned to Wanda, radiating oppressive force.
Wanda barely felt it. If she weren't maintaining the mirror space, she might even fight back. Compared to the Evil Eye, it was Pamela who truly scared her.
"You're no longer the ruler. This world belongs to the Demon King, Chino. I won't kill you. But when you return, spread this message to every world."
Behind Pamela, a giant tree illusion appeared.
"Di…Dimensional Demon God?!"
Shuma-Gorath's pupil shrank in shock. How could Earth have a Dimensional Demon God? Had the Sorcerer Supreme died?
The surrounding trees grew legs and arms, grabbing hold of Shuma-Gorath, immobilizing him.
Floral Colossus Tribe! (Paid for by Little Mo!)
Shuma-Gorath shot out energy beams with his tentacles. The intense energy instantly destroyed many of the Floral Colossi.
They turned into a storm of wood chips—but soon, new ones grew from the ground, continuing the siege.
Shuma-Gorath knew: fighting a Dimensional Demon God in their own dimension—unless there was a vast power gap—was suicide.
Its body began to fade, trying to escape this deadly place.
Everyone knows the golden rule: Never fight a Dimensional Demon God in their own realm.
That's just asking for death.
"Rewind!"
Pamela whispered coldly. The illusion of the World Tree behind her shimmered.
Shuma-Gorath, on the verge of vanishing, reappeared.
His body was yanked back by an invisible force, distorting the space around him.
"You think I'm afraid of you?"
Shuma-Gorath's massive eye narrowed, shooting out a beam—
Death Ray.
The World Tree behind Pamela extended a few branches, blocking the attack. Smoke flashed briefly.
Shuma-Gorath's tentacles stiffened.
This is bad. He couldn't win this fight.
"Wait—I can help you—"
Before he could finish, the Floral Colossus Tribe surrounded him again, raising their massive fists and raining down blows like a storm.
BANG BANG BANG BANG!
Thudding impacts echoed continuously. Each punch carried devastating force, making Shuma-Gorath's body tremble.
Wanda watched the writhing tentacles with wide eyes and gulped.
Angry Pamela was terrifying.
Dark Dimension—a place of eternal darkness, with no stars, no light, only deathly silence and unknown dangers.
Chino unleashed punch after punch onto the fake's body. Each strike made the void tremble.
Now that he was off Earth, Chino could use his full strength without restraint.
Grabbing the fake by the skull, he slammed him into a nearby planet.
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!
One planet after another exploded from their impact. Lava and energy burst out, forming dazzling but deadly lights.
Eventually, the two figures were no longer visible—only the exploding planets like firecrackers, scattering fragments across the darkness.
Finally, they slammed into a super-dense metallic planet and came to a stop.
Now, all that was left in Chino's hand was a limbless skeleton, still clinging to bits of flesh and organs.
But even like this, the fake [Chino] was still alive.
In an instant, he regenerated again, perfectly intact—as if the previous beating had never happened.
[Chino] grabbed the hand gripping his head and broke free, shattering his own skull to do it.
"Why? Why do we share the same name, but you're so much stronger? And you have powers I don't."
[Chino] stared at his hands in despair.
Chino finally understood.
This guy had false memories—someone had implanted them to make him believe he was the real Chino.
"I don't care. Just die already!"
Chino decided to use every ability he had.
In his core, Darkseid's face lit up.
Chino's eyes overflowed with destructive red light as he unleashed Omega Beams—beams that followed chaotic, unpredictable paths.
They slashed through space in an instant, arriving directly in front of [Chino].
So fast!
[Chino] had just enough time to release all his energy in a golden shockwave.
Zzzzz!
The two forces clashed in mid-air. The searing heat began to melt the surface of the metal planet beneath them.
Chino's Omega Beams slowly pushed forward, overpowering the resistance.
Why is this Demon King so strong?
Why am I so weak?
Why can't I kill him?
[Chino] looked down to try and power up further—then suddenly froze.
The Omega Beam struck, hitting his body.
The moment it landed, the Omega Effect began disintegrating him, turning his body into charcoal.
But he didn't even react—he simply stared at the reflection on the ground's metal surface.
It showed a face both familiar and strange.
"I remember now… I'm not Chino. I'm…"
Before he could finish, he turned to ash, leaving behind only a small pile of black dust.
Quote: "You can give someone your name, your face, and your powers—but you cannot give them your soul."
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