Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 886: Chop Everything Up, and the World Suffers
As Dante howled to the sky, his body seemed to be engulfed by invisible flames. Scarlet demonic energy gushed out of his body, dyeing the surrounding air with an ominous color.

His eyes turned a deep blood red, and there seemed to be stars flowing in his pupils, revealing endless majesty and madness.

At the same time, the dark phantoms that emerged from under him were like a legion of demons from the abyss. They merged in an indescribable way to form a huge existence that echoed Dante's true demon form but existed independently.

This is not just a projection of magic, but also an externalization of Dante's deep desire for battle and ultimate pursuit of power.

On the other hand, Virgil, the former brother and now arch-enemy, also demonstrated his terrifying strength as the Black Knight.

The Yama Sword in his hand, this divine weapon that can cut through all matter and dimensional boundaries, seems to have life in his hands. Every swing is accompanied by the distortion of space and the stagnation of time.

Vergil knew that facing an opponent like Dante, he could only have a chance of winning if he went all out. So, he concentrated all his magic power on one sword and released the "Dimensional Slash: Absolute", a skill that went beyond the scope of conventional attacks.

The silver light tore through the space like a sharp blade. It was not just a physical cut, but also a direct intervention in the laws of time and space.

At this moment, the entire battlefield seemed to be caught in a huge vortex. Time slowed down, space became distorted, and everything seemed so unreal.

The two powerful forces collided violently in the air, and a dazzling light burst out instantly, illuminating the entire sky. The scarlet and deep blue light intertwined together, forming a breathtakingly magnificent picture.

The surrounding space seemed to be completely torn apart at this moment, the boundaries between time and space became blurred, and everything seemed so illusory and unreal.

At this moment, the space seemed to be completely torn apart. The originally stable real world became fragmented, and the boundaries between time and space became blurred.

The gusts of air generated by the explosion swept in like a violent storm, blowing the distant clouds into various places.

The deafening noises resounded through the sky like thunder, shaking the hearts of everyone present.

Nero and Luther stood in the distance, staring intently at this battle of the century.

Nero couldn't help but ask, "Is it really okay for us to just watch like this? What if Dante..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Luther.

"Dante said he would handle it himself."

"but……"

Nero was still a little worried.

"What if something unexpected really happens?"

"Don't worry, Nero."

Luther patted Nero on the shoulder.

"If Dante really encounters insurmountable difficulties, I will transform into a true demon without hesitation. By then, my demon power will be more than twice theirs, and it will definitely not be a problem to subdue them."

The silver slash was like the brightest meteor in the night sky, cutting through the dead silent sky. The light as thin as a silk thread contained a heart-pounding power.

At the moment of the slash, time seemed to freeze and everything was quiet. Only the subtle and firm sound echoed in the air. It was the low hum of the blade cutting through space, and it was also the last sigh of the Demonic Tree before the end of its life.

The Demonic World Tree, this ancient and huge existence, not only connects the boundary between the Demonic World and the Human World, but is also the source of countless demonic powers. However, under this seemingly gentle but actually destructive blow, it showed unprecedented fragility. The cracks slowly spread from one end of the trunk to the other, a flawless track, like a masterpiece carefully carved by an artist, but with an unquestionable breath of death.

As the cracks deepened, a low roar began to emit from inside the trunk, which was a precursor to the collapse of the supporting structure and a harbinger of the shaking of the foundations of the demon world.

The branches and leaves of the Demonic Tree were trembling, as if even it itself felt the approach of doomsday, and the swaying of each leaf seemed to be telling of reluctance and helplessness.

The sky, which should have been the stage for the demons to revel, became extremely depressing at this moment.

Blood-red clouds surged in like a tide, obscuring the stars and the moonlight, shrouding the entire world in an ominous shadow.

The thunder roared, like the judgment of the heaven on the devil. Every thunder was accompanied by flashes of lightning, illuminating the thrilling battle below.

And in the midst of thunder and lightning, the air of the demon world seemed to be trembling, and every inch of land carried a heavy elegy.

Virgil, the stern-faced warrior in a black robe, sheathed his sword smoothly and gracefully, as if the earth-shattering blow just now was just a piece of cake for him.

He looked down at the ruins of the Demonic World Tree, and a complex emotion flashed in his deep eyes - pride in his powerful strength, but also worry that Dante might be chopped to death by him.

On the other hand, Dante was not hurt at all by Virgil's fatal blow, but instead his strength was further stimulated.

The scarlet demon wings spread out behind him, like a burning flame, illuminating everything around him.

The greatsword in his hand, under the infusion of magic power, turned into a rotating blade wheel. Every swing was accompanied by a deafening roar, and it came straight towards Virgil.

The battle between the two was not only a contest of skills, but also a clash of wills. Every confrontation burst out with dazzling light, shaking the entire demon world.

"This is really much more intense than the original plot."

Luther flew into the air with Nero.

In the original plot, although the two men attacked each other fiercely, after a long time, they couldn't even break the bark of the magic tree.

Now, they are just using their ultimate skills to greet each other, which can't even be considered a warm-up.

As a result, the entire magic tree was cut down.

Following Dante's roar, scarlet magic power condensed into a solid entity on the phantom sword like a violent storm, transforming into a dazzling sword light, heading straight for Virgil.

Virgil was not in a hurry. He twisted his body slightly and slid away from the fatal blow like a fish. Then, he swung the Yama Sword in his hand violently. The dark blade light was mixed with the power of space, and it slashed upward at an incredible angle, aiming directly at Dante's vital point.

Two completely different magical powers collided violently in the air, one red and one blue, just like the chaos and order at the beginning of the world, tearing and devouring each other.

The huge impact force spread out in all directions with the two people as the center, and the air waves created made the surrounding space tremble.

However, in this feast of power, Virgil disappeared again like a ghost, leaving only a deep blue phantom passing through the air, and then appeared at a higher position. The silver-white sword light filled the sky like stars, and each one contained enough power to cut through everything.

(End of this chapter)