"Very well, Otherworld God. I believe we shall meet again. That day is not far off. I am at the edge of a distant galaxy, waiting for your arrival!"
As the burst of fire faded, the colossal form of the Crimson Ruler, Saitorak, vanished completely.
As expected, his presence was extraordinary.
A universe-dominating demon, Saitorak belonged to the faction of Hell, yet he had no interest in Mephisto or his minions. What truly drew his attention was the aura of the Chu Zhen fragment.
It was this aura that had allowed Saitorak to manifest in Hell in the first place.
"Until next time. I trust that day will come soon!"
As the crimson figure slowly dissipated, Aaron's shadow reappeared in Hell.
"Boom!!!"
At that moment, a scorching wave of energy swept over!
Aaron slowly raised his hand, and an explosive force erupted, shaking the very ground.
A terrible aura descended from the sky.
"Do not soil Lord Hades' robes!"
Aiagos fell from the heavens, striking Mephisto once again with the overwhelming force released from his hands.
Poor old devil.
He had absolutely no chance to counterattack.
With Aaron fully present, his aura permeated this flame-wracked Hell. Mephisto could no longer summon any Hell energy. Even the laws of Hell seemed to abandon him under Aaron's threat.
"Boom!!!"
Finally, Aiagos' fist descended.
"No, no, no!! I yield! I surrender completely!"
At this critical moment, Mephisto dropped to his knees.
As the saying goes: fortune favors those who endure hardship. Facing an opponent he could not overcome, surrender was the wisest choice.
In this Hell, he was immortal, eternal. He could have boiled his enemies alive and taken the realm in his own hands.
"Are you done?"
Aiagos slowly descended, placing a hand on his chest, bowing respectfully toward Aaron.
"I'm convinced! Truly convinced!"
As the Lord of Hell, the king of this infernal domain, losing such a round was nothing to Aiagos. Yet in the presence of Aaron, he dared not overstep.
At that moment, Mephisto's eyes slowly lifted, his gaze drifting into the distance.
An extreme chill swept over him, almost entirely neutralizing the magical energy on his body.
"Um."
One simple word emerged. No magical aura accompanied it, yet its coercive force was unbearable. Mephisto's legs buckled involuntarily; no matter how he struggled, he could not rise.
"Call the lords. Discuss the matter of ceding the territory."
After saying this, Aaron's shadow vanished.
Yet in Aiagos' ears, he clearly heard Aaron's words:
"This old devil is untrustworthy. Once he regains control of this territory, he will send minions from Hell to guard it."
Aaron understood immediately what Mephisto was thinking. The old devil was currently untouchable, especially under the laws of Hell. Cunning and shrewd, he had left a way out for himself.
But Aaron had no concern. There was no need to guess the enemy's thoughts.
Near the battlefield, Mephisto was not alone.
Though king of Hell, many coveted his throne. Few could challenge him, yet the scope of Hell was vast. Even Dormammu's dark dimension was only a portion of it.
Half a Hell-day later…
In Mephisto's city, he sat in his throne, Aiagos on the other side. Balendain and Xilufei guarded the gates, Baioret of Lone Star stood behind Aiagos, and on Aiagos' right sat a grotesque green demon.
This was not Satanesh, but another demon lord, whose eye-like form made onlookers uneasy.
Satan, son of Satan…
Several infamous demons of Hell had gathered, including dimension masters of terrifying power. Ancient Mephista, Summa, also appeared, as well as the self-proclaimed King of Nightmares, whose level sometimes rivaled a single universe.
Though they all called themselves masters of Hell, most lacked true infernal attributes.
"Mephisto, why have you summoned us this time?"
Aiagos' familiarity with the aura was evident. This was the Hell demon he had encountered when breaking through to the eighth sense. More handsome than others, he had a pair of massive black wings completely covering his body.
"Quiet, Lucifer. You know what happened today."
Once God's right-hand, now under Mephisto's command, the fallen angel Lucifer remained calm. He stared at Aiagos, then crossed his arms silently.
"This battle between Hell and the Underworld ends with the losing side at a disadvantage. We are here to negotiate peace between Hell and the Underworld… That is, a portion of your territory will be ceded."
"Boom!!!"
As Mephisto's words fell, the room erupted in chaos.
The higher-ranking lords stayed silent, but the lower-ranking ones felt as if their flesh was being cut. Territory ceded was unbearable.
"Quiet!"
As Mephisto's voice faded, cracks formed on the magical-metal table under Aiagos' palm. In his hands, it shattered completely.
"Is this human really here for peace talks?"
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