Marvel's Kryptonians

The boundless shadows stirred fiercely, and the black light within hundreds of millions of miles burst apart inch by inch, returning to chaos and annihilating everything around.

The rotting and withered stars twisted into the most basic matter, merged into the torrent of elements, and the destructive madness swept across the fragments of the hell dimension.

"It's a Great Demon God I've never seen before!"

"Did he also set his sights on Satan's throne?"

"Damn it, the Great Diversified Demon God is also coming to fight us little characters!"

"No one will spare too much of their strength..."

After the menacing demon king and hell lord arrived, they were all scared, mainly because the power Zod showed was too terrifying.

But at this time, there were also people who could compete with Zod.

Multi-dimensional Great Demon God!

Saitorak, the ruler of the Crimson Universe, is the source of the Red Tank's power, and Kama Taj also has the magic to borrow power from it.

Beholder Shumagoras, big eyeball + tentacles, standard Cthulhu-style demon god, all kinds of indescribable.

The last god of the underworld, Xithorne, is the most terrifying of all the demon gods.

Sithorn is the creator of black magic, one of the oldest group of gods, possessing immeasurable terrifying power, and regarded by the life court as a cancer of the universe.

According to the magical setting of the Marvel world, Sithorn holds the copyright of black magic spells, and all mages who use black magic must pay copyright fees to him, and he can gain countless beliefs and souls while lying down and eating his laurels. He is one of the big guys. big guy.

"The God of Destruction and Destruction... No, I should call you the Lord of Chaos Dimension now..."

Cytorak looked at Zod.

Because the God of Destruction and Destruction was taken back by the Life Tribunal, although Zod was not affected, in the eyes of other high-level existences, he was called by his dimension.

Zod also acquiesced to this title, and the name is not important.

"Are you eyeing the position of Satan too?"

Cytorak asked straightforwardly.

"That's the Emperor of Hell, the highest honor of commanding many hell lords, supreme authority and power, don't you have any desire?"

Zod asked back.

Everyone here wants to be the supreme Satan, surpassing all the lords of hell, taking back his authority and becoming the strongest, but if such a person really appears, others will immediately join hands to tear him apart, so...

The authority of the hell lords overlaps seriously, and the source of power is the fear of human beings. Once Satan takes the throne, he will harvest all the fear for himself. The hell lords will either die or kneel down to eat some leftovers.

The arrogant hell lords, all of them are the best in the world, how can they kneel down and subdue to the trash they look down on, so the best result is either he becomes Satan himself, or there is no Satan.

If I can't get it, neither can anyone else!

Zod's idea of ​​the position of Satan is also because if he can control the fear of the entire Marvel, then his power will be unmatched, at least no opponent can be found among the gods and demons of the multiverse.

Although Marvel's Satan is far inferior to DC's Satan...

"You want to start a war?"

Sithorn asked coldly. As for the beholder, everyone habitually ignored its existence, since it couldn't speak anyway.

Zod's answer was to punch Sithorn directly, he is not talking nonsense, he is here to start a war!

Although there are three multi-dimensional faces on the opposite side, you have to fight to know!

Bang!

There was a loud roar, and the shock wave swept down.

The vast energy is immeasurable, and with the force of destruction, it drowns the surrounding demon kings and hell lords, and they all turn their backs on their backs.

The lords watching only saw Sithorn being slapped in the face by Zod, and they didn't know anything in the next second. Those who were stronger were barely seriously injured, and those who almost died on the spot, and their ashes did not survive.

Because of her weakness, she is not eligible to be ashes.

Sithorn took a punch, and even felt as if he had lost a third of his form. He looked surprised and clenched a fist with one hand.

"What level is it, and you still greet each other with fists and feet?"

Zod sneered, Sithorn was furious, his fist was retracted, and countless black magic rushed towards his face.

Splashing and shooting in all directions, the place it passed was billowing like thunder, rippling with vast and surging energy fluctuations.

The hell dimensional space was unable to maintain stability for a while, unable to bear the pressure, it was squeezed into fragments forcibly, and a large gray and disorderly void turbulence spread out.

However, to the shock of Sithorn, the god of the underworld, the black magic he is proud of has no effect on Zod at all. Zod eats all his attacks without rejection, and Zod is also a little surprised.

As expected of the Great Demon God of the Multiverse, the attack is too powerful, it feels like eating hundreds of Chaos and Yahweh.

boom!boom!boom!boom---

Sithorn's huge body flew out sideways. In the path, the void roared, the space shattered, and pieces of space curtains were smashed.

In the end, it fell directly into the void.

Rumble!

At the end of the horizon, the space tore a huge gap, engulfing a large area of ​​hell territory in one fell swoop.

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