At the same time Sin and Cul were plotting their evil schemes.
Johannesburg, South Africa.
A tall white woman, dressed in a tight purple leather outfit with a neckline plunging straight to her navel, was currently brandishing a war hammer, wantonly slaughtering the terrified crowds on the street.
This woman's original name was "Titania," and she was a well-known local gang leader.
But now, she was completely controlled by the "Hammer of Skirn" in her hand, becoming "The Breaker of Men," Skirn!
"Oh God! Save me!"
"When exactly is The Arbiter My Lord going to get here!"
"No! My house!"
Around Skirn, the cries of the masses were like a field of wailing birds.
Everyone was praying for The Arbiter's arrival, praying that the monster before them would stop.
Perhaps someone truly did hear their prayers.
Skirn suddenly stopped her movements.
Immediately following, a complex and eerie magic circle lit up beneath her feet without warning.
It was an inverted pentagram, with pitch-black light flowing through it, emitting dense dark energy.
"What's going on?!"
Just as everyone was confused, and the formation beneath Skirn's feet grew brighter, looking as if it were about to send her away, Peter, who had been teleported to South Africa by the eye of aurora, finally arrived on the scene.
Looking at Skirn not far away, who was clearly about to complete her teleportation, Peter couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"Is she... channeling a Recall?"
Realizing this, Peter slapped his thigh hard.
It seems that "God of Fear" isn't a fool after all!
Seeing that being single-handed meant they couldn't possibly be his opponent, they planned to start a mass teleportation to concentrate all their power together!
Although solving all the trouble in one go suited Peter's appetite.
But... Peter was clearly not the type of person who would watch an enemy slip away from under his nose just to increase the game's difficulty.
Only... he didn't have any space-locking abilities, so how was he supposed to keep the opponent there?
Directly rushing over to interrupt the opponent's Recall was clearly too late.
In this situation, it seemed there was only one way.
At this thought, Peter's heart stirred.
In that case, I choose you!
The moment the thought surfaced, Peter's eyes turned blood-red, and the Eternal Mangekyo pattern, resembling a hexagram combined with a triangular shuriken, spun wildly.
Susanoo!
Boom!
With a dull roar, a massive purple energy skeleton, seven or eight meters tall, rose from the ground, instantly enveloping Peter's entire body.
And this was only the beginning!
Under the shocked and surprised gazes of the global audience, meridians and flesh visibly grew onto that energy skeleton.
In the blink of an eye, it formed an image resembling a half-bodied specter.
The second stage of Susanoo, arriving!
The moment this nearly ten-meter-tall purple god of war appeared, its terrifying prestige even caused the wind to stand still!
In the global live broadcast room, the audience, who had just recovered from the shock of the True Several Thousand Hands, had their worldviews refreshed once again.
"Holy crap! Another form change? This time it's a flame monster?!"
"A giant formed of purple flames! This is way too cool!"
"What's that in the giant's hand... a bow and arrow? Hawkeye's going to watch the stream and cry himself to sleep in the bathroom!"
The power of the Susanoo's arrow alone probably wasn't enough to achieve his goal.
In that case...
A black flame ignited somewhat abruptly on the arrowhead of the bow in the Susanoo giant's hand.
That cluster of black flames seemed to feed on the purple flames upon the arrow; in just a blink, it dyed the entire arrow pitch-black.
It was exactly the combination of Sasuke's Mangekyo ocular technique Amaterasu + Kagutsuchi to form the Arrow of Amaterasu!
Terrifying heat radiated wildly in all directions, even causing the air to distort frantically.
And then... Peter's mind shifted slightly, and the next second, an imperceptible golden thread slowly merged into the Arrow of Amaterasu from between Peter's fingers...
The moment the arrow took shape, the black light of the teleportation circle also reached its peak, and Skirn's figure became visibly ethereal.
Now!
The Susanoo drew the bow and notched the arrow, firing a single shot at Skirn, who was about to disappear in the teleportation array.
Whoosh~!
That pitch-black arrow, condensed with inextinguishable fire, turned into a black stream of light that pierced heaven and earth as it left the string!
Wherever the arrow passed, space itself seemed to be scorched into a pitch-black crack, and the ground was plowed into a long trench by the terrifying momentum.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no world-destroying spectacle, only an extreme, pure aura of destruction!
Inside the teleportation array, Skirn's figure had become ethereal to the extreme; on her face, there was even a trace of a contemptuous smile, like a god looking down on an ant.
It was as if she were mocking Peter, that all his efforts were nothing but a waste of time.
As a Worthy under the God of Fear, she didn't believe a mere mortal could kill her, much less that the arrow could interrupt her teleportation.
But at that very moment.
The black flames descended!
Chiss!
The Arrow of Amaterasu hit its target with a muffled sound.
But the moment they saw where the arrow landed, the audience across the entire network couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
???
"Are you kidding? Such a cool arrow... and it missed?"
"Hawkeye, who was crying in the bathroom, crawled out and opened a bottle of champagne!"
"As expected, everyone has their specialty; it looks like The Arbiter My Lord isn't good at long-range attacks."
"Good shot, don't ever shoot again."
The audience across the network expressed their disappointment at Peter's "missed arrow."
Even the smile on Skirn's face became increasingly mocking.
She had thought the opponent was someone worth fighting, but it turned out to be just this... he could even miss a shot!
Skirn was complaining like this in her heart, preparing to return to Cul's side and tell him that the Earthling he was wary of was not worth worrying about at all.
But her smile suddenly froze!
At this very moment!
The sound of an object shattering, a "ping," echoed from everywhere in the void.
And then, under the disbelieving gazes of Skirn and the global audience.
Those black flames... actually swallowed even the light!
The teleportation light that originally enveloped Skirn was now being devoured by those pitch-black flames!
As the teleportation light was devoured by the flames, the teleportation array beneath her feet... actually failed!
Skirn looked down in disbelief, only to find that at some point, the inverted pentagram array beneath her feet had been completely consumed by black flames.
Those flames were even spreading bit by bit toward her feet!
Skirn was startled by this eerie sight; she instinctively swung the giant hammer in her hand to kick up a gust of wind, attempting to blow away the strange flames this way.
But to her surprise, the pitch-black flames were completely unaffected by the strong wind, as if they had taken root, firmly nailed to the ground, and were even continuously spreading in her direction!
In just the short moment she was dazed, the flames had already coiled around her feet!
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