A scorching wind swept down from the highest point of the royal city.
Aaron slowly raised his head, hands folded behind his back.
Little Black Cerberus obediently perched on his shoulder, looking helpless.
"Don't be afraid… it's okay," Aaron said lightly, as a radiant aura of energy enveloped him.
In an instant, Cerberus sensed a terrifying gaze fixated on him—but it vanished as quickly as it appeared.
"Call!"
"You are no mere human… and yet, you humans dare to shake the entire Plane of Hell! Hahaha, how rare!"
Yalin's brow furrowed slightly.
It wasn't that he hated humans—their physical forms were human too—but the disrespect implied by calling himself human struck him as contemptuous.
Cerberus slowly lifted its head, finally realizing the coercion behind the ancient power at play.
From the decayed royal city, a pair of enormous eyes glowed like twin suns.
Above them, a crimson world seemed poised to descend at any moment.
"Is this your way of welcoming guests?"
The priestly robes fluttered violently in the heat, making Aaron appear thinner, yet even as they swirled, he had already captured the enormous eyes.
It was a supergiant crimson demon, towering over 100 meters, regarding him with genuine curiosity.
The heat wave had been its breath.
This demon was strong—stronger than any planet-devouring creature Aaron had ever encountered.
Aaron waved his hand, sending a dazzling red light flashing past. In an instant, he and Cerberus vanished into the realm of Hell.
"Master Hades?"
Aiagos stared into the distance, then lowered his gaze, bewildered.
"Hahaha! The insignificant Hades has stepped into the Crimson Lord's territory. Even the arrival of the gods will accomplish nothing!"
"The territory of the Crimson Lord?"
Aiagos's gaze remained calm as he observed the enormous devil before him, a faint smile appearing.
"My lord's matters are none of our concern. Mephisto, our battle isn't over yet!"
With that, Aiagos swung his arm and struck toward Mephisto at incredible speed.
His Eighth Sense small universe flared into action, striking Mephisto directly, fists and feet unrelenting.
Aiagos found his rhythm, even against Mephisto's magic.
Mephisto, after all, was a magician at heart, poor in hand-to-hand combat. Against Aiagos—an Underworld fighter with the full Eighth Sense—he was at a severe disadvantage.
Aiagos's strength lay not in his techniques, but in his physical combat prowess.
After a few moves, Mephisto realized he could not match him. If this fight continued, his other demonic horn—the symbol of his identity—would surely be severed.
The physical pain was enough to make him grit his teeth.
"Stop! Stop!!!"
The Garuda Flame surged in Aiagos's hands.
Mephisto, unsteady, received a crushing blow. Lao Hei was sent flying, crashing into a mountain, then another, and another… seven or eight peaks shattered under the unstoppable assault.
The tremors rattled Mephisto, who struggled for a long time before slowly rising. His red skin was burned and charred in patches. Smoke rose from his body, and he panted heavily, looking miserable.
"Hoo… hoo…! I admit it! I surrender! I lose!"
Meanwhile, Aaron observed the space before him. The world he had entered had grown even stranger. The space seemed entirely cloaked in crimson.
In this Crimson Universe, even the sky bled red. The earth, mountains, rivers, flowers, and trees—all were crimson.
"How dare you step into my world with such frail flesh, human! You are brave, but if you do not tell me your purpose, then…"
A terrifying pressure emanated from the distant crimson space.
Suddenly, a colossal crimson demon opened its abyss-like mouth and roared. Fiery red flames spewed forth.
Aaron slowly raised his right hand, unleashing a dense, freezing dark universe.
The power to destroy worlds flowed from his palm—Godly Destruction itself.
"Boom!!!"
Within the small universe of Hades, the King of Hades, Lord Crimson let Cytorak's immense coercion explode.
The energy erupted simultaneously in multiple locations. A dazzling burst of crimson fire shot from the demon's mouth—the saliva of the devil itself.
"The Lord of Crimson… Hantorak…"
Aaron raised his head, gazing at the enormous demon before him, far surpassing any previous planet-devourer he had faced.
Crimson Universe, Crimson Ruler.
The demon lords of Hell were nothing compared to this colossal crimson entity.
Cerberus on Aaron's shoulder shivered at the sight—not from timidity, but from a deep genetic instinct of fear.
In this Crimson Universe, Cytorak rivaled the power of the Five Creation Gods. He was the master of this world. Even Aaron's presence could not negate the primal terror flowing from the depths of its being.
"King of the Underworld from another world… Hades…"
Cytorak's voice echoed lightly, yet it carried the weight of absolute authority.
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