"Comrade? No, I will not allow it!"
In the six vertical pupils of the Demon Dragon, there was a look of resentment and hatred, as if it would never let the other party go. It believed that the man with the Titan Bloodline would never let it go.
"Hell Will shall not favor a mortal who lacks divinity!"
With the roar of the Dragon Demon Lord, countless demons surged toward the Black Mountain like a black tide, attempting to engulf the man seated at the peak.
However, the moment the man opened his eyes, one after another, golden lightning as thick as mountain ridges descended from the sky, transforming into gigantic thunder serpents. They roared between the mountains, devouring any demons daring to charge at them.
"Does it still not understand? This man simply disdains to gather divinity, and his weapon has been stained with the blood of countless divine creatures.
Can you not hear the pleas and helplessness lingering on the blade from those self-proclaimed noble creatures in their dying moments? Ah, what a beautiful sound!"
Seeing the frenzied Dragon Demon, the man holding the black cat asked in confusion, a look of intoxication and appreciation on his face, twisted and mad.
"No, it understands, and precisely because it understands, it is afraid."
A hazy shadow appeared and answered the young noble.
"I have already foreseen its death!"
A gigantic wheel of flesh and blood rolled to the side of the young noble, composed of countless limbs, and at its core was a continuously rotating vertical pupil.
This vertical pupil stared at the Demon Dragon spewing toxic smoke and pouring fiery streams onto the earth, a look of mockery and greed in its eyes.
The capacity for empathy like the lament of a conquered rabbit in a fox’s grasp did not exist in any devil, not even in the lowest ranks. Devils rejoiced in seeing their kind die, then pouncing to share in everything the fallen once possessed.
"I have seen it too!"
"Hehe, I desire a spear forged from the spine of the Dragon Demon!"
"I want to collect its skull."
"Then its eyes belong to me."
Although the Dragon Demon Lord’s strength was not greatly diminished by the failure of its invasion, as its devil army laced with Dragon Blood remained strong, all the Hell Lords saw the downfall of their comrade because it was an obvious outcome.
"Lowly mortal, in hell, you gain nothing but death!"
The malice surging around had already become tangible, clinging to his body, yet the Dragon Demon Lord ignored it, focusing solely on the man who had stood up.
Everything originated from him; as long as it could kill this man and consume his corpse, it would remain the Hell Lord. But should it fail, no, it will not fail!
It possesses an invincible Dragon Demon Legion and a million Flying Dragon Favored. Hell Will still favors it, and even a Divine is no match for it.
How could it possibly fail!
Accompanied by the roar of the Dragon Demon Lord, Dragons that fell into hell soared, countless Flying Dragons following their lead.
This was a horrifying Hell Legion. Most legends facing a legion capable of overturning the Material Plane would despair, but not all legends would.
The man raised his head with a chiseled and stern face, displaying a carefree smile no one had ever seen before, as if a warrior had found the battlefield most suited for them.
Yet such a bold and carefree smile thoroughly enraged the largest Dragon Demon, which flapped its wings, shadowing the sky and earth. The sharp spines on its back rose and fell with its flight like ridges, casting a massive shadow over the mountains, bringing unprecedented pressure upon the man.
"Casius, today is your end!"
Under the forcibly calm roar of the Dragon Demon Lord, a Titan Giant, standing a hundred and fifty meters tall, appeared on the mountain top. He gripped a colossal sword as tall as himself, raised it, and swung.
Henceforth, in the lightless purgatory, a sword light more resplendent than sunlight appeared. Accompanied by the wails of numerous Dragon Demons, higher demons, each capable of ruling the Material Realm, plummeted from the sky like a torrential rain, the foul dragon blood flying through the air, setting heaven and earth ablaze together.
The Dragon Demon Lord lunged at the Titan Giant, the size discrepancy between them clear at a glance. But the man who had revealed his true body now emitted a formidable aura of such strength that even a Dragon Demon full of murderous intent could not suppress it.
This was utterly irrational. When a lord in hell raged and went all out, even a Divine descending would have to retreat. Yet a being that had just fallen from the Material Realm here managed to withstand it.
The thunder booming from the sky had lost its brilliance, with the golden hue replaced by a dark black as deep as ink.
The favor and grace that only a Hell Lord could receive had now descended upon the man. With this power bestowed upon him, even a Divine facing him would suffer injury.
"No, this is not fair!"
Seeing the Titan Giant clad in ink-black Heavy Armor, with only the gold pupils remaining dazzling, the Dragon Demon Lord was driven mad by its hatred. It couldn’t comprehend, nor could it accept,
"I’ve conquered thirteen Material Worlds, I’ve sacrificed billions of souls. What has he done? He’s only slaughtered a million evil demons; how does he deserve such favor?"