A punch descending from the sky, imbued with holy light, left a massive fist print on the barren desert.
Before the aftershocks and dust could settle, Mike lightly landed on a small mound, clapped his hands, and turned his head to say, "Dodging isn't your style. We haven't seen each other in a while, how did you become such trash?"
Mike, who had already reached the critical threshold of Mythical Level Three, had absorbed energy from the Contract of San Venganza this time, and then collected a large number of energy traits from Ghost Rider, Blackheart, and others.
This breakthrough allowed him to once again surpass his life limit, entering the brand new Mythical Level Four, with his energy value now calculated in the tens of millions.
According to Mike's observation, Satan's life level was likely around Mythical level 4 to 5.
If the suppression of the Gates of Hell was factored in, the true power Satan could use when he came to the human world should not exceed Mythical level 4, or even be lower.
With this ebb and flow, the current Lord of Hell might no longer be a match for Mike.
The day of revenge was today!!!
Nothing could be more exhilarating than this, which was why Mike's fighting spirit was boiling now.
Following Mike's gaze, a black mist slowly condensed into Satan's human form.
Enveloped in black mist, the Lord of Hell's expression was no longer as calm as before.
"Human, why has your strength increased so quickly?" Satan asked, feigning composure.
He actually felt a threat from a human's attack. This was also why Satan chose to avoid the attack just now.
"Want to know why I got stronger? You'll have to experience it for yourself—!" Mike integrated the energy traits he had collected from Satan into himself, feeling his fists become even more powerful.
Opportunities to beat up the Lord of Hell were rare.
Without another word, he swung his fists and charged forward again.
Across from him, Satan looked at Mike's arrogant demeanor and felt offended.
So, this time he did not dodge, choosing to meet force with force.
Great sound is silent! A huge wave of air rose up.
The holy light-shining fist and the black mist-shrouded fist collided, then entered a brief stalemate.
As holy light and black mist crushed each other, numerous turbid lightning bolts appeared in the sky.
Then, as Mike poured all his energy into his fist, the holy light, like a blazing sun, instantly repelled Satan.
Watching Satan's face, which was so grim he could no longer maintain his elegant image, Mike's mouth gradually curved upwards.
Mike's previous feeling was correct; Satan, having come to the human world, was no longer his opponent.
"Wait, we can talk—!!" Seeing the human opposite him about to rush forward again, Satan chose to negotiate.
The Lord of Hell's visit to the human world this time was actually for the energy in the Contract of San Venganza, and that energy had now disappeared, so Satan did not want to engage in meaningless combat.
Moreover, in the recent clash, the Lord of Hell also discovered that in the human world, he was not the human's opponent.
"Talk? Talk about what? Are you going to treat me to a meal?" How could Mike, who was in an excited state, stop?
With holy light emanating from his fists, he once again hammered at Satan.
His main point was to be unreasonable!
Amidst continuous collision sounds, Satan, whose power was suppressed by the Gates of Hell, was beaten back again and again.
Those holy light-shining fists struck him in the face several times.
As the saying goes: don't hit a man in the face.
The Lord of Hell, repeatedly struck in the face, no longer had any semblance of his previous image.
Beside them, Johnny, who had recovered slightly, saw the situation unfolding and suddenly felt he was capable again.
He then recalled his Hell Cycle, and, swinging his chain, once again applied to join the battle.
Flames were burning!!!
Amidst the roaring flames, Johnny charged forward without hesitation.
Then, he was sent flying, motorcycle and all, at an even faster speed, and one of the wheels of his giant Yamaha was knocked off.
Johnny, who almost couldn't recover his breath, was also knocked back into human form, collapsing on the ground and beginning to question his life.
Facts proved that even if the Lord of Hell was in a sorry state now, he was not someone anyone could bully.
Of course, this did not include Mike.
"Eat my left hook… right hook… uppercut…"
"Hadouken…"
After a combo, Mike now felt completely refreshed.
Looking at Satan lying in the mud, the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears.
"You forced me to do this…" Satan, who had been unilaterally pummeled, reached his limit of endurance.
He just didn't want to engage in pointless combat, but that didn't mean he had no temper.
Amidst the black mist, the Lord of Hell, with demonic horns on his head, revealed his true form.
His colossal size made the ground shake with every step, and flames spewed from his nostrils with every breath.
"Still quite intimidating, huh…" The difference in size made Mike fly into the sky.
After standing shoulder to shoulder with Satan, he slowly drew the Flame Holy Sword from within him and said, "It seems I need to get serious too."
With a swing of his sword, holy light and flames formed a forty-meter giant sword, which, with shimmering light, cleaved down towards Satan.
With a tearing sound, the demon Satan used both hands to seize the fiery giant sword.
For a moment, countless black energies were vaporized.
From Satan's strained expression, it was clear that even in his transformed demonic form, he was still no match for Mike.
"I'll remember you, kid—!"
Amidst an unwilling roar, Satan, by sacrificing an arm, punched and shattered the fiery giant sword's phantom.
That arm also turned into black mist in the flames.
Satan, who had never suffered such a great loss at the hands of a human, finally glared at Mike before summoning the Gates of Hell and diving into them.
"I haven't had enough fun yet, why are you running away?" By the time Mike swung the Flame Holy Sword again, the Satan before him had already disappeared into the Gates of Hell.
The holy sword passed directly through the Gates of Hell, causing no damage to the latter.
"Coming and going as you please, it's not that easy!" Mike, not having had his fill of fighting, cursed and then stepped into the Gates of Hell.
With his [Two-World walker] talent, he too disappeared into the Gates of Hell.
Only a dumbfounded Johnny was left behind.
…
"Is this hell?"
Mike, having passed through the Gates of Hell, was not teleported to the same location as Satan.
Before him was a gray sky and cracked earth spewing volcanic ash, and the misty weather meant there was no distinction between day and night.
Countless low-level evil spirits, devoid of their senses, floated in the sky, and many black-skinned low-level demons wandered aimlessly on the ground.
Mike's sudden arrival attracted the attention of these evil spirits and demons, and they instinctively approached him.
Their ferocious expressions suggested they wanted to tear Mike apart.
[Corruption Value +3]… [Corruption Value +6]… [Corruption Value +7]… [Corruption Value +9]…
Looking at the dense array of evil spirits and demons before him, Mike's face once again broke into a smile: "What a great place!!!"
Taking a deep breath of the unique chilling air of Hell, Mike swung the Flame Holy Sword, which had not yet cooled.
A meteor shower of fire, enveloped in holy light, swept out, clearing large areas of low-level demons as if mowing grass.
Because he was human, Mike's power was not suppressed after passing through the Gates of Hell.
So, in his view, the evil spirits and demons before him were all experience packs for collecting corruption points.
Ten minutes later, Mike, having once again collected a large amount of energy traits, found his surroundings had become almost a vacuum.
"Can you tell me where Satan's home is?" Mike, holding the holy sword, looked at a small demon he had specifically left alive.
This small demon was slightly stronger than the other low-level demons and appeared more intelligent.
"In… in the castle in the central district, that's his territory…" The small demon answered Mike's question in terror.
"Lead the way," Mike commanded.
He had left this small demon alive precisely to find a guide.
After all, it was his first time in Hell, and he was unfamiliar with the place.