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Chapter 445 - Chapter 444 Even an evil god is a god, and the God-Slaying Whip will serve!

Black-red lightning exploded across this blood-colored Universe.

Peter did not give Mephisto any more chances to spout nonsense.

He held the all-black the necrosword in one hand and Senbonzakura in the other, his body leaving an afterimage in the air as he swung both weapons simultaneously.

Two massive, hundreds-of-meters-long X-shaped flying slashes were unleashed, cutting straight toward Mephisto.

It was still a Divine Departure opening.

To be honest, in the Pirate King world, this move was less like Divine Departure and more like Kozuki Oden's Paradise Totsuka.

However, Peter really hated that stupid character, so he couldn't even be bothered to copy the skill name.

The X-shaped slash landed on Mephisto's chest.

The effect was immediate.

As the Progenitor Demon, Mephisto possessed near-infinite recovery power within his own pocket Universe.

Hela's previous attacks were the best example of this.

Although those attacks could make him feel pain, the sensation was fleeting; in the blink of an eye, the energy within this pocket Universe would repair him, making it impossible to cause any substantial impact.

But Peter's attacks were undoubtedly different.

"Awooo!!!"

A scream that was enough to shake the entire Universe erupted from Mephisto's mouth.

His thousand-meter-tall body stumbled back a few steps, and the magma armor on his chest was torn apart, leaving two deep scars.

Even more horrifying was that there were no signs of the wounds healing.

The power of Haoshoku infusion was interfering with his ability to manipulate the energy of this Universe.

That suppression from the level of willpower was like someone rubbing chili oil into his wounds; not only could they not heal, but they continued to emit an intense, burning pain.

Additionally, the all-black the necrosword also played a major role in this process.

This weapon, forged by the Symbiote god Knull to slaughter gods, naturally had a restraining and damage-boosting effect on all high-order life forms.

Although Mephisto was not a god in the traditional sense, as a Lord of Dimensions, he was essentially within the special attack range of the all-black the necrosword!

Therefore, the Haoshoku-infused slashes caused by the all-black the necrosword could not only make Mephisto feel excruciating pain and prevent his wounds from healing,

but could even cause direct damage to Mephisto's essence.

"Damn it!"

Mephisto clutched his chest, a clear expression of anger and... a trace of unease appearing on his magma face.

He tried to conceal it as much as possible, not wanting Peter to discover this truth.

But how could Peter, possessing both Byakugan and Mangekyo Sharingan, possibly let any tiny discrepancy slide?

Peter noticed the difference in damage caused by the two weapons almost the instant his attacks landed on Mephisto.

Even though they were both X-shaped slashes, the depth and width of the wound caused by the all-black the necrosword were clearly greater than the one caused by Senbonzakura.

Furthermore, the wound left by Senbonzakura was already slowly healing, whereas the one from the all-black the necrosword was still oozing black liquid.

This discovery immediately reminded Peter of his god-beating whip, which had been collecting dust for over eighty chapters.

Hmm, theoretically speaking, evil gods are still gods, right?

Since that's the case... the god-beating whip would definitely be able to cause damage, right?

Even if it couldn't compare to the all-black the necrosword, it could at least deal higher damage values than Senbonzakura.

Of course, this did not mean that Senbonzakura couldn't play a role in this battle.

After all... the reason Peter had chosen Senbonzakura without hesitation in the first place was that he valued the fact that this weapon could deal significant damage to an opponent even without being held in his hand.

With that thought in mind, Peter immediately made a decision.

As Senbonzakura fell from his hand toward the ground, the blade rippling as if it had fallen into water, Peter chanted the familiar release command:

"Scatter, Senbonzakura."

The next second, an overwhelming sea of beautiful cherry blossoms bloomed in the desolate hell.

Hundreds of millions of pink petals, under Peter's command, wrapped straight around Mephisto's massive body.

"Bankai: Senbonzakura Kageyoshi."

The pink petal storm enveloped Mephisto's thousand-meter body, and countless tiny blades cut into his magma armor from every angle, causing dense, tiny wounds.

The damage from a single cut might not be great, but it won by having a high enough quantity and frequency, leaving Mephisto with no time to attend to defense in any single direction.

Meanwhile, Peter's storage ring flashed, and he was already gripping the god-beating whip in his right hand.

Left hand holding the all-black the necrosword, right hand holding the god-beating whip.

With both special-attack weapons in hand, he no longer hesitated.

He immediately surged forward.

Rushing straight toward Mephisto, he began a frenzy of close-quarters output.

Flying slashes infused with Haoshoku rained down like a storm.

Every attack left wounds on Mephisto that were difficult to heal.

This, this right here was the Starburst Stream Pro Max version!

On the surface, Peter's attack frequency was about the same as Hela's earlier.

But in reality, the damage caused by the two was not even on the same order of magnitude!

Just listen to the series of screams Mephisto was letting out right now, and one could feel just how exaggerated the power of Peter's fierce assault was.

New wounds constantly appeared on Mephisto's thousand-meter-tall body; before the old wounds could heal, new ones had already appeared.

Peter swung the weapons in his hands expressionlessly.

Thor gripped the stormbreaker tightly, watching Peter above hacking Mephisto until he was running around in a panic, his mouth unconsciously opening into an 'O' shape.

How did it feel like... Peter had still been conservative when dealing with his own sister earlier.

This level of offense was just freaking ridiculous.

Beside him, Hela's expression became somewhat dejected.

She suddenly discovered a fact—the reason she had been able to go toe-to-toe with Peter before was entirely because she had the geographical advantage of Asgard.

Peter was despairingly strong everywhere.

And once she left Asgard, her strength would experience a cliff-like decline.

This suddenly gave her a sense of crisis.

As a strong-willed woman, she didn't want to be left too far behind by Peter!

Just as she was secretly making up her mind in her heart to work hard on her cultivation, not to mention surpassing Peter elsewhere,

at least she had to be able to outshine Peter when in Asgard.

A voice came from above, Peter's voice:

"Hela! What are you standing there like a fool for! Go absorb that black blood! This is good stuff!"

Hearing this voice, Hela looked up, belatedly realizing.

Only then did she discover that as Peter's attack frequency grew faster and faster, the lava armor on Mephisto had been completely stripped away.

At the same time, his true body had also started to ooze a kind of black liquid due to the injuries.

The liquid was as viscous as oil, exuding a dense, evil aura.

Noticing that oil-like black blood, Hela's pupils suddenly contracted.

This was... the origin power of Mephisto as the Progenitor Demon, and also part of his authority as the Lord of this Underworld!

To think it had been forced out by Peter so quickly?!

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