Aron wasn't far, he had only flown above the New York Sanctum.
Because of his rage.
The energy within his body was constantly leaking.
Countless tentacles, shadows, and black energy slowly appeared across the sky above New York.
Ordinary people just felt as if the sky had darkened, was it going to rain?
But many powerful beings around the world were trembling.
It's over!
Which blind fool provoked that guy again?
It looked like someone was about to get wrecked~
Someone was even enjoying the show.
The Underworld Ring Aron wore also continuously released Chthon's dark power.
As soon as this terrifying force from beyond the multiverse appeared, it immediately startled Eternity in the depths of the cosmos.
"Aron, can you let me rest?"
Eternity was done.
The next moment.
He crossed endless space and arrived beside Aron.
"Who is it!"
"Who made Aron angry!"
At that moment, Eternity displayed full-on loyal sidekick special effects.
He furiously glared at the air in front of Aron.
"Who pissed you off? Tell me, I'll serve them up on a platter!"
Eternity leaned in beside Aron and cautiously asked.
"Blow up Earth for me!"
"Huh?"
At the critical moment.
A hand smacked the back of Aron's head hard, from behind.
"Who!?"
Aron turned around sharply.
And saw that it was Ancient One.
"Go crazy in other universes, don't go crazy in ours!"
"Alright!"
Seeing the bald one angry.
Aron quickly withdrew his aura, then pulled Diana, who was gleefully watching from the side.
Flash, they vanished.
"…"
Eternity looked at Ancient One, middle-aged, bald, angry, with a menopause buff.
A half-second of silence.
The next moment, he quickly slipped away too.
"That buff combo is stacked, better not mess with her~"
…
On this side.
Aron's focus was on the nerfed Hell King hero in the game.
He wasn't paying attention to the scene on the far side of Earth.
But on the Moon.
Almost all of the Avengers were present.
Everyone was waiting.
Standing on the Moon.
With serious expressions, they looked at the floating giant in the void beyond the Moon.
The giant was composed of several massive tentacles, with more than ten enormous eyes at its center.
At this moment.
This dimensional demon god, whose body size was comparable to half the Moon, was already at death's door.
Even the energy of destruction within him was uncontrollably leaking, slowly dissipating into space.
It was clear he had weakened to the point that he couldn't even control his own power.
…
"So what now, should we try to send him off somehow?"
"Send him off? How do we send him off?"
"This guy is roughly the size of the Moon—tell me, who can send him off?"
On the Moon.
The Avengers stared wide-eyed, completely helpless with Quaggs.
"!!!"
Black Bolt was so anxious that his hands kept flashing signs, movements as fast as Hokage seals.
"Alright, Black Bolt, it's fine for people to remain here."
Good old Captain America kept calming down the Black King.
"Endure a moment for peace, step back and there will be no anger."
"Alright, don't worry."
On the other side.
Tony hung up the phone and sighed.
"What's the status? Still no way to contact Mr. Aron?"
Namor asked from the side.
"Nothing."
Tony shook his head, no one had responded for a long time, and he couldn't keep up appearances anymore.
No matter what you say, he could be considered as having indirectly won over his own daughter.
Why do you always fail at the critical moment?
"Maybe we could just talk to him and see what's going on."
Tony was also extremely worried.
Last time he approached a Dimensional Demon God, he remembered it vividly.
His head almost exploded.
If it weren't for Earth, he wouldn't have done such a reckless thing.
But now it was obvious.
Quaggs was in trouble, and if this trouble wasn't understood, it wouldn't be solved.
If we wait for Aron to find him.
Who knows what year of the monkey that'll be.
…
Above the Moon.
Floating Quaggs.
As he gasped for air, recovering from physical injuries.
Suddenly, for a moment, he seemed to sense Aron's energy waves on Earth!
"Aron… no, Aron has gotten even stronger again! Wait a minute! This energy…"
"!!!"
Quaggs's dozen eyes suddenly widened.
Because, not only did he sense the energy of destruction, but he also felt three other energies that made his skin crawl!
And those three energies were enough to destroy a universe!
They had all erupted at the same time on one small Earth!
"The Triad of Vishanti!"
"Serpent God Set!"
"Chthon's energy!"
As a member of the Dimensional Demon Gods.
Quaggs, of course, knew very well the masters of these three dimensional demon forces.
And then, in the next moment.
He realized whose hands those three powers were in.
"So that means… the boss already found out what's happening to me, which is why he's so angry?"
Quaggs's heart surged.
"Perfect!"
"Eye Demon, huh? Tough guy, huh? You beat me up like this?"
"Wait, my boss Aron is already pissed, you little punk, just you wait!"
At this moment, Quaggs was almost revived from the brink of death, proudly waving his tentacles.
He wanted Eye Demon to understand what it meant to… even when you beat a dog, you check who it belongs to!
But in the next moment.
He couldn't sense Aron's energy waves anymore.
It was as if that explosive wave of energy had just been a joke.
"Hey?"
"No, where is Aron?"
…
Just as Quaggs was looking around.
Aron had already taken Diana to the gaming production company "Glory of the Super League," T News.
Looking at the somewhat familiar icon in front of him—
Aron fell into deep thought.
"Is this the reincarnation of fate? How is it that T News exists even in America?"
"Affection – minus 5 points."
"Come on, Diana, let's go in."
As he said that—
The two of them forcibly sneaked inside.
The guard at the door was just about to stop Aron.
Next moment, the demonic energy clouded his mind and made him obediently step aside.
They reached the front desk.
Aron knocked on the counter.
"Who are your presidents and game designers?"
"Uh, you… Do you have an appointment?"
The receptionist was a tall blonde with wavy hair.
She looked at Aron's face and at Diana, flipping through the folder in front of her.
Suddenly.
She looked up in surprise.
"You! You're Hell King! Aaah! I'm your fan, can you sign for me?"
Saying that, the receptionist girl tugged on her work uniform.
Exposing white skin.
Looking at the little fan with bling-bling shining in her 723s in front of him.
Aron scratched his nose and whispered to Diana at his side:
"Am I really that obvious? How did they see through me the moment I walked in?"
Diana glanced at Aron.
Space Belt of Symontos, Cloak of the Great Shadow, All-Black Necrosword, Serpent Crown of Set, Vishanti light sphere, Ring of Hades… Fully armed, almost like attacking in the style of some Dimensional Demon God.
For a moment.
Diana didn't know how to answer that question.
Still, Aron didn't dwell on those words, and black energy danced in his hand.
He wrote Mo (crossed out) Aron, First Hell King of the Universe on the receptionist girl's chest.
When he finished writing.
Aron glanced at the excited little fan, feeling slightly guilty in his heart.
He almost used Mordo's name to deceive people.
"Miss, you've got the autograph, you shook hands, you gave your number, can you now call your president and designer?"
"Do you have an appointment?"
In an instant, the blonde little fan whose eyes were previously full of light turned back into dead eyes.
Chasing celebrities is chasing celebrities.
Work is work.
When it came to work, the receptionist girl immediately switched to professional mode.
"Gan!"
"I knew people weren't good birds!"
Diana pulled Aron, who was about to go 1v1 solo with the girl in front of him.
She pulled out the Lasso of Truth and wrapped it around the girl's arm.
"Tell me, where are your presidents and game designers?"
As the lasso's effect took hold, Diana also got the answer she wanted.
Then.
The two entered the elevator and headed straight up.
"League of Legends designer!!!!"
"Aron has arrived!"