Reborn As A Tyrannical Demon Lord
Chapter 116: Power from hell

WUSH OFF!!

Wush!! Wush! Wush! Wush! Wush! Wush!

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All of them fell for the same purpose.

He then displayed his wide-open wings, willing with his hand that held a long black sword.

When all the swords came, he cut all the swords and spears using his black sword.

"Well, Wah~ the sky is so deadly. The movement is also quite fast, let's see how far you've survived."

I saw it from a distance while shaking my waist, it felt good to see someone in trouble.

Then I pointed my right hand towards him to open the gate in the sky even more. The more open, the more deadly weapons the faster, and the higher the sense of oppression there is. Demons may still be able to hold it a little, but for humans and other creatures, they will be filled with fear by the existence of the gates of Hell.

Tang Ting's! Tang! Tang! Tang Ting's! Tang! Ting!

Tang! Ting! Tang! Ting!!

He kept swinging his sword. It was so quick and quick to withstand all sword attacks from the ground and sky. Its wings opened in all directions to shake the air and deflect the wind so as to change the course of the other swords.

As I continued to command Hell to add to the faster shots, he began to be overwhelmed to split every sword that existed.

Pretty good.

Swords, spears, axes, and others with a total amount of eight hundred thousand more were successfully slashed in a second. Then his wings didn't tear, only slightly burned.

In the end, he began to feel angry again and flew into the sky while spinning along with the black wings covering his entire body. The twists of his body and wings produced an obscure wind collision because it was so fast that it created a tornado and a giant black storm that I had never seen in my entire life.

"Can also~"

I'm still standing here, but not ruffled waist anymore, it feels tiring if I keep doing that style. Though I knew my stamina was abundant indefinitely, however, maintaining the position and style in the fight was different. So I put both my hands in my pants pocket to change the other styles.

This tornado was so big, soaring that it collided with the gates of Hell I created. Fly whatever is around it and deflect all the shots to turn around following the tornado.

The sky grew darker with several lightning strikes that looked like white and purple grabbed whatever was on earth to disappear instantly.

I then pulled out one more finger to turn the entire gate in the sky into one. That way, the countless small gates would enlarge and continue to expand until they collided with the other gates, the two fused gates would create a larger gate, just like how 1+1 and the result is 2.

For all the countless gates, I changed them in an instant to enlarge and fuse into the gates of hell, if they were united to an extra large size like this, then I would call them Givantas Holes.

Dimensions are torn and connected directly to a stronger hell, but I try to keep the hellish creatures from coming out here to escape from there. The chaotic cries of the torment of Hell kept coming out simultaneously. The cries of men, demons, even gods tormented by God in hell.

These cries began to shatter the layers of dimensions one by one and the longer these shouts sounded, the faster the world's destruction would proceed. But I continue to strengthen my inter-world layers with reality, trying to keep this destruction from connecting.

The lands began to tremble, the stones began to lift up into the sky. Buildings that I don't know about, I don't know which world I copied. The whole earth began to follow the pull of gravity like a black hole.

This gate is not as big as the sky that covers the earth, but rather . as big as trillions of times the size of a giant star. It opens up in outer space, destroying the solar system, shifting everything from its orbit, to destroying galaxies including pulling billions of galaxies around to follow the pull and burn.

It's not a technique like Dyland did, but it's a more powerful technique. Do not equate the opening of the gates of hell with other powers.

The ground and rocks started flying into space and burned into dust. Even the sun changed shape slowly, being destroyed by the heat of the Givantas Hole.

No one can withstand the heat of the fires of hell, even if the firebending fool calls himself a god of fire or a god of the sun.

The heat of hell fire was unequaled.

...This is the power of Hell...

If only the sun, or a hundred trillion times hotter than the sun, it would not be able to match the heat of hellfire. And this is still the second hell. I only mention them as the highest and deepest Hell, but this is only the beginning.

There are ten layers of hell. The bottom layer was an ordinary hell with a cruel torture for the upper class sinners. The second layer was enough to torture all demons that exceeded ordinary sinners.

Let alone the second layer, the first layer of hell alone can not be compared with any heat in the world.

Well, the next layer is the third layer. Enough layers to burn trillions of universes without a second.

But I have opened the gates of Givantas for the first time. To think of something, I never went into hell, but I knew enough what was in there.

So vast.

So painful.

Full of suffering.

A mountain from hell seemed to be enough to smash his face once again.

I drift in the vastness of space my own world. Tornado's over, nothing interesting. Since the earth was already destroyed, even the solar system was just destroyed by the heat of this gate.

Aamon: "Damn!! Somebody help me!!"

He kept hoping for something to help him. Even it was already a third transformation with such huge black wings. The wings that produced large tornadoes were enough to shake the entire continent.

AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

I kept laughing and laughing, my voice seemed to be heard all over my world. Torturing someone was pleasant, continuing to oppress them to the very edge of death.

And if I'm not satisfied.....

....I will raise someone again and torment him constantly.

Aamon: "I'm not finished! Don't think you can win!"

Oh~ what else is trying to say this idiot.

"Sorry, your voice is too small, I have a hard time interacting with such a weak creature."

Actually there is no problem, we can even still interact and listen to each other's words even though they are thousands of light years away.

I just like to mock.

His body and face were then torn, his entire skin that was so invulnerable started to fade and rip everywhere. Like a snake that changes its skin, but this one is disgusting.

Half his face was devoured by the flames that enveloped part of his body. Until the fire that burned his body then created a new form that looks more sturdy, the shape and size of his horn is even different from before, this looks like Ichigo's horn on his vasto lorde mode.

The horn that extends forward with his body surrounded by black armor mixed with chaotic carvings. All the star shards that were approaching towards him were immediately shattered. His wings did not change, but became more invulnerable than before.

Fourth transformation yeah, I look forward to the next power.

He flew on the fragments of space while controlling the gravitational pull of the Givantas Gate. He kept trying and trying to maintain his position there not to be sucked.

Aamon: "This is my last mode! Let's see if you can destroy me? HAHAHA!!!"

His voice began to change, sounding like two people talking together. One was his normal voice, and the other was his hell-like voice.

So he began to take power from hell as well. All demons do take power from Hell for their transformation, hell is the source of energy and power of the entire demon, Fyrena told me that.

Then he advanced so quickly, faster than his blinking eyes. How someone moved through thousands of light years in the blink of an eye to reach where I was floating.

He came to swing his sword once more.

I dodged his attack quickly to switch positions. When I made a turn, in his hand was accumulated such a chaotic energy, I did not know what energy it was, yet it felt quite strong.

He attacked me so fast to pierce my stomach, a force that was quite strong when his hand hit me. It threw me further up in space.

After making me fly for an instant, he came over with a flash as well to deliver the next punch that made me crash into the space rocks.

"Bad!!"

I immediately moved to raise my fist to his face.

KREEKEKK!!!

THE BRUAKK!!

My fist landed on the face of his half skull, slowly cracking and breaking until the flames from his face came out again to create a new half-face mask.

He was thrown far enough for a brutal attack that made me quite unhappy. Two hundred billion light-years away I flew. No matter what he hits, even the hardest material in the universe will be hit with my punch.

I won't lose quickly by his moves. Because this is my world of creation. I am free to be at any point in my position.

No matter someone reaches me as far as a billion light-years away in an instant, I will directly touch her and hit her.

More than two hundred billion light years away, I was already there to hit his face once again and break the dimension. Continuing the blow twice as much as before. Flying seven hundred billion light-years to the next infinite distance that is too fast to break the dimension constantly.

He kept flying, crashing into dimensions and switching dimensions. There was not even a reaction to dodge my punch, it was a flying speed good enough to sense one's soul. But he is still so immune.

Countless layers of dimensions broke out continuously. Until I could just touch her and kick her into a big star.

After he landed, he instantly disappeared just like that and moved with his wings that carried an aura of darkness while hitting me with that black sword again.

Tang!!!

I repelled his attack with an orange light sword created by reflex to withstand his attack. He pulled my hand and tried to throw me somewhere.

"Dead off youuu AIDENN!!!!!!"

He continued to hit with the sword while flapping his wings into space. Hit me countless times endlessly which caused countless dimensional rifts again.

"Too much talk! Basic samsak!!!"

I said as I returned a fist to his body that made him fall onto the land of dead stars.

I was still hovering above the chaos-filled sky, waiting for the response of the next attack and hoping for something interesting or some sort of ultimate magic with large-scale destruction.