He's Spider-Man in Marvel, but he insists I'm Superman.

Chapter 85 Xisorn's True Form? One Punch and He's Destroyed!

"Is this Xisorn's dimensional realm?"

As soon as Peter stepped into the dimensional rift, he felt an endless aura of darkness encroaching upon him.

It seemed to contain endless, eerie remnants of souls, interspersed with strange and inexplicable murmurs that lingered in his ears.

"All light in the world is an illusion, and order is nothing but shackles and constraints. Only chaos and darkness are the ultimate destination of the universe."

Without a doubt, this is the eternal murmur of will left behind by the Lord of this dimension, the god of the underworld, Sithon.

Anyone with a weak mind who steps into this place will instantly lose their composure, and their soul will be completely eroded and assimilated by chaos and darkness.

Peter was already protected by the Mind Stone, and now he is further empowered by the unrestricted power of the mind.

He was naturally not swayed by Sithon.

The next moment, an incomparably dazzling light burst forth from its body.

It possesses a pure, intense heat, like a shining star, instantly dispelling the surrounding darkness.

At the same time, it also carried the immense spiritual power of the Mind Gem, instantly burning and disintegrating the eerie souls that were constantly murmuring around it.

"Ah—no!"

The wails of the souls were particularly jarring in this eerie, silent dimension.

Only when everything was calm did Peter have time to observe his surroundings.

Throughout this entire dimension, there was no sun, moon, or stars, nor day or night, dawn or dusk.

The boundless territory was shrouded in endless darkness and silence, with only wisps of deathly chaotic mist slowly drifting and flowing.

The earth has no fixed outline, sometimes transforming into jagged, ferocious, pitch-black, withered mountain ranges, piled with the resentful fragments of countless lives.

Sometimes it surges into a thick, inky sea of ​​shadowy blood, within which countless twisted, wailing phantoms of the dead float.

It then solidified into a wasteland full of cracks, from which dark magic that erodes the soul seeped out of the rock crevices.

"Here, it seems that the physical rules of the universe do not exist —"

Peter felt the chaotic gravity around him and looked at the twisted and folded space.

Even time seems to lack a precise direction of flow.

The phantoms of the past, present, and future intertwine and overlap here.

The entire dimension is the original incarnation of the god of the underworld, Sithon. Every wisp of black mist and every void rift flows with the purest ancient black magic power.

At the same time, the moment Peter stepped into this dimension.

In the deepest part of the dimension, a supreme divine throne, built from endless shadows, silently floats atop the void.

There is no physical body on the throne.

Only a dark shadow, condensing the vast and endless origin of chaos, quietly resided there; that was the true form of the god of the underworld, Xisorn.

"Hmph! He actually dared to follow us?"

The shadow suddenly trembled violently, and a muffled sound, unlike any other language, emanated from it.

The next moment, the shadowy figure vanished from the throne.

In an instant, they arrived in front of Peter.

The endless darkness and chaotic energy around him were drawn to him and rapidly converged in front of Peter.

In the blink of an eye, it coalesced into a body several meters tall, with demonic tentacles on its head and a ferocious, terrifying face.

"Hahaha—you've got some nerve, actually daring to follow me into my territory!"

"Aren't you really afraid of dying?"

The dark, solidified Sithon emitted a deep, oppressive sound as he looked down at Peter.

"Of course I'm afraid of dying, but—"

Despite facing Sithon's tall and imposing figure, Peter's tone remained completely unchanged.

"You're the one who should be worried now!"

"Hmph, you overconfident little insect! Don't think that just because you've received the blessing of the Spider Goddess Nice, you dare to challenge me!"

"You have never witnessed true power!"

"As the true ruler and deity of this realm, even if the Spider Goddess herself came, she would be no match for me!"

As an ancient god, the god of the underworld, Sithon, was even older than the spider goddess. He saw that Peter possessed the spider goddess's blessing.

He subconsciously assumed that Peter represented the Spider Goddess behind him.

"But now that you dare to trespass into my territory, I will make you pay a heavy price for your arrogance."

"Your body will forever suffer the endless erosion of darkness. Your soul will forever endure the scorching fire of chaos—"

As Sithon's rage raged, immense darkness and chaotic power rapidly converged upon him.

Its already towering body, several meters tall, began to grow rapidly.

With the terrifying energy gathering, its size grew to hundreds of feet in a short time!

Its towering body resembled a world-destroying giant, even more terrifying than Surtur, who destroyed Asgard.

"Now, crushing you is as easy as crushing a pile of bones!"

Sithon raised his massive foot, which was tens of meters long, and slammed it down on Peter.

puff!

The next moment, a figure pierced through Xisorn's foot.

"You stepped on a nail!"

With a scornful sneer, Peter's eyes blazed with intense, burning light.

Chi Chi Chi!

The dazzling light stood out starkly against the darkness.

The impact shot violently against his massive body, emitting a sizzling sound like deep-fried fat.

Peter's figure moved upwards, and when he reached the front of Sithon's enormous head, he used his heat vision to slice the entire body in two.

And with an incredulous look in his eyes, he slammed a punch into his head.

"This... is impossible!"

Xisorn was incredulous. His body was made of the purest dark and chaotic energy, yet he couldn't even withstand the lasers emanating from the other's eyes.

But before he could react, Peter's fist came crashing down at the speed of light.

boom!

A violent impact surged forth the instant the two collided.

The terrifying power even dispelled the surrounding dense darkness and chaotic energy, creating a vast vacuum zone.

It was as if the entire dimensional realm was violently shaking, with dark and chaotic energy trembling incessantly.

Click—click!

Xisorn's body, starting from his head, suddenly shattered.

The massive body crashed down, turning into a pool of dark, thick liquid that rapidly dried up.

No one could withstand Peter's punch at this moment, not even the god of the underworld, Sithon, who was the master of dimensions and whose strength had reached the peak of the multiverse.

"Impossible! Even the Spider Goddess couldn't possibly kill my true form! Who—are you?"

Suddenly, a dark shadow re-emerged from the far reaches of darkness, surging violently, and an incredulous voice echoed throughout the entire dimension.

Xisorn is indeed dead.

Even with multiverse-level power, he was destroyed by Peter with a single punch, without any surprise.

"But it's no use. As long as my dimension remains, I will forever be the true ruler of this place, and I will be eternally immortal!"

The shadowy figure instantly transformed back into the likeness of Sithon, and then in the blink of an eye, it appeared before Peter again, a hint of mockery on its face.

"Your strength may be formidable, even surpassing that of the ancient gods! But within the dimension I control, you will lose all sources of power, while I am infinite, my power is boundless."

You can kill me once, even a thousand or ten thousand times, but you can never truly annihilate me!

As Xisorn's angry voice rang out, dark shadows materialized in his likeness amidst the endless darkness.

"Time here has no meaning; the energy of darkness and chaos is virtually inexhaustible! And I, through endless rebirth, will utterly obliterate you!"

The billions of Sythos spoke in unison, their unified voices reverberating throughout the entire dimension.

The next moment, they suddenly surged towards Peter like a thousand troops.

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