"Who is he?"
"It seems that his overall strength is too terrifying. Do we even have a chance to stop him?"
"It feels impossible now. His power is overwhelming—we have to find another breakthrough point, or this will end very badly for us."
The eyes of many demon lords were fixed on Finn. The fear in their gaze was impossible to miss.
Even the Angelic Host of the past had never invoked this kind of dread. But now, standing before this one man, they felt true fear.
Perhaps it was the sheer power he emanated, or something even deeper—something primal that rattled their very essence.
It wasn't overt, but it was unmistakable in the tension lining every face.
"You're still standing there in a daze? Then go to hell!!!"
Suddenly—without a sound, without a ripple—Finn appeared behind them.
His figure, lean and quiet, was like a phantom slipping through the seams of reality itself. His movements were pure illusion—untrackable, ghostly, and chilling.
"Huh?"
"Don't get cocky! We should be the ones saying that!"
"You're begging for death!"
The demon lords snapped out of their stupor, instantly summoning massive spheres of crackling, volatile energy into their palms—planets of pure destruction. The massive orbs shimmered with lethal energy, and without hesitation, they launched them toward Finn.
Boom!!!
The battlefield ignited in a burst of scorching energy. Heat rippled through the air, warping space itself.
The entire area became a furnace of violence. The air howled with power as energy surged in all directions, folding space and distorting reality into ripple after ripple of chaotic folds.
Vortexes of heat and force detonated throughout the skies, and the realm shuddered under their wrath.
But Finn?
Untouched.
The destruction was everywhere—but not on him.
He hovered above, impassive.
"Is this really all you've got?"
His voice, cold as space, fell like a blade.
The Sword of the Vishanti pulsed in his grip.
With one devastating swing, it cleaved through the roiling sky. The blade carved out a rift of concentrated energy—blinding, majestic, and absolute.
Whoosh!!
From that single stroke erupted a catastrophic wave of energy—majestic and ancient. It spiraled downward like a celestial judgment, detonating the distorted space into jagged cracks of black nothingness.
"If we don't stop him now, we're finished!"
"Attack—together! Don't give him an opening!"
"He's not human... he can't be!"
The demon kings responded immediately, channeling power from the Lower Planes.
A thunderclap of palms, and a massive energy barrier bloomed across the sky like a shield-wall forged from the bones of dead gods.
Boom!!!
The Sword of the Vishanti's energy column crashed into the barrier. The impact lit the heavens ablaze, sound waves detonating like bombs.
Only the mystical reinforcement of Kamar-Taj's pocket dimension prevented global catastrophe.
"What the hell?!"
"How is he this powerful?!"
"Hold it! If we break, it's over!"
The moment the barrier clashed with the energy surge, the demon lords were thrown back violently—flung like meteors across the fractured skies.
Whoosh!!
After spiraling through the chaos, they barely stabilized, gasping.
Disbelief painted their faces.
"No... it's impossible..."
One murmured. Another shouted in furious denial.
But Finn stood unmoved.
They had tried to imprison him in this barren, forgotten pocket realm.
Now they would reap the consequences.
"You. Your army. You have no path to victory."
Finn's eyes were glacial, his tone final. "You will all be buried here."
The Sword of the Vishanti, pulsing with cosmic force, bloomed again with unstoppable energy.
A vortex of incalculable power formed before him.
Even a sliver of this force could annihilate entire worlds.
"You think you control everything?"
Finn growled—and slashed downward.
Boom!!!
Another devastating wave of sword energy roared out like a dying star's final scream.
The demon lords' expressions twisted with alarm.
"You will NOT succeed!"
They raised their hands, warping space like origami, layering walls of hardened dimension between themselves and the attack.
Instantly, a fortified structure—walls formed of the very bones of space—rose before them.
Boom!!
The sword energy crashed into the space-wall. Like a tsunami against a fortress, it was deflected, breaking into smaller waves that split and streaked into the void.
On the other side, as the demon lords maintained their barrier—
Finn felt the surrounding space twist, compress, and close.
The demons were using dimensional constriction.
Trying to cage him.
But they would soon learn—
You don't cage a storm.
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