"Brave John, no longer crying like a sissy?"
"Shut up! I'll shoot you dead!"
Facing the demon's taunts, Mark's eyes glowed red, glaring furiously at the opponent.
"You won't."
The demon shook Its head, "John, I know you're just pretending to be a strong kid. Not only that, I also know the real you, the one who often dreams of the laboratory at night and is afraid."
Listening to the opponent's words, Mark's breathing began to quicken.
Seeing that Mark seemed to be provoked by the demon's words, Peter patted his shoulder, signaling him to calm down, then asked the demon, "Who exactly are you?"
"Perhaps I am you."
Saying that, the demon lightly brushed the dust from Its shoulder, "Perhaps I am God, perhaps I am the Devil, or perhaps I am just a symbol of fate, the thing you curse every morning when you wake up and before you go to sleep at night. Who can say?"
Mark, who was standing nearby, could no longer hold back and suddenly activated his Super Speed, rushing quickly towards the demon.
Facing Mark's attack, the demon calmly blew a light breath, and Mark's rapidly moving body immediately flew backward uncontrollably.
"Don't be in such a hurry, little John, I have plenty of time. I'm tired of hell, so I came to the human world to have some fun. I have all the time in the world."
The demon said to the two with a calm expression.
Looking at the demon who walked leisurely as if everything was under Its control, Peter no longer wasted words with It and directly attacked.
Watching Peter rapidly approach, the demon remained unhurried, merely stomping Its foot lightly on the ground.
The vibrating ground immediately rolled out two massive Fire Dragons, so hot they warped the air.
Facing the Fire Dragons that churned the entire ground, Peter immediately stopped and dodged to the side.
But the second Fire Dragon rolling from the ground immediately followed like a Shadow.
Feeling the scorching heat rushing towards him, Peter never expected that this demon's power was much stronger than when he encountered It in the bar before!
With no way to avoid, Peter raised his arms to block in front of his chest.
With a muffled groan, Peter's body slammed into the wall, filling the air with dust and creating a deafening sound!
Seeing Peter get knocked away, an enraged Mark immediately fired Heat Vision at the demon.
What Mark didn't expect was that the demon easily blocked his Heat Vision with just one hand, without even a tremor in Its body.
Ignoring his surprise, he retracted his Heat Vision and, at his fastest speed, rushed behind the demon, furiously throwing his right fist.
With a crackling sound, Mark swung his arm, his fist striking towards the opponent's head with the force of thunder.
The demon immediately turned, blocking Mark's attack with a single hand in front of Its body.
Seeing this, Mark, experienced in boxing, immediately changed his move, throwing his left fist at a strange angle towards Its chin.
Facing Mark's boxing technique, a smile suddenly appeared on the demon's face.
It even lowered Its hands, allowing Mark's punch to land on Its chin.
With a thud, the demon's body didn't even budge.
"How is that possible!"
Mark's eyes widened.
Before he could recover from his shock, the demon's right hand suddenly grabbed Mark's left arm.
Then It violently pulled him towards Itself.
During the process, the demon used Its left hand to take over from Its right, continuously twisting his body, making him spin several times in the air.
Soon, Mark felt a painful sensation in his arm.
To save his arm, he had to rotate with the angle It twisted.
But before he had spun a few times, the demon, still holding his arm, suddenly ignited with terrifyingly hot Fire.
The Fire quickly spread over his entire body.
Although this could not cause fatal damage to Mark's steel-like body, it still made him scream in agony.
"Ah!!"
Accompanied by the scream, the scene before Mark's eyes suddenly changed!
The demon and the hallway disappeared, and the place where he stood became an incineration room.
This was a place that had appeared in his dreams, and it was also the nightmare of his dreams.
Lowering his head, Mark looked at his intact arm in shock.
Wasn't he fighting the demon and being incinerated by Fire?
Why did he suddenly come here?
As the temperature inside the incineration room rose, Mark quickly felt a burning sensation on his skin.
With a "poof," Fire erupted wildly inside the room, then quickly enveloped his entire body.
"No! No!!"
Enveloped by Fire, he screamed in agony.
But the two staff members inside and outside the incineration room ignored his pain, as if it was all just part of their daily work.
One of the staff members observed his reaction while writing down experimental data.
The other staff member was doing the same thing, except he would occasionally toss crumpled papers into a nearby wastebasket, just like the waste paper basketball game his father used to play with him.
Just as he was almost unable to bear the pain of his body being burned, with a "bang," the iron door of the incineration room was violently kicked open, and a familiar figure suddenly rushed in.
The moment the Shadow grabbed his hand, the Fire burning on his body quickly receded.
In Mark's stunned gaze, the Shadow's face gradually became clear, finally turning into Peter's appearance.
"Are you alright, John?"
Peter held Mark's hand and asked him, still in a daze.
After recovering from the demon's attack earlier, Peter saw Mark being attacked by the demon's Fire, so he rushed over to repel the demon and blew a gust of hurricane to extinguish the Fire on Mark's body.
At this moment, Mark's clothes were tattered from the burning, and his face was blackened.
The incineration room and the staff had all disappeared, and he was back in the place where he had just fought the demon.
Wiping some ash from his face, Mark asked Peter with some uncertainty, "Dad…? This isn't a dream?"
"The dream is over now. Are you hurt anywhere?"
Peter didn't know what Mark had just experienced, but he could roughly guess that Mark might have fallen into some illusion.
"I'm fine, Dad."
Mark blinked, took a deep breath, and said, "That wasn't a false illusion just now, it was a real dream. Thank you, Dad!"
Peter patted his shoulder heavily, "No need to be polite now, let's think about how to deal with him first."
"Dad, I thought of a way."
Mark said confidently.
"What way?"
Peter looked at the demon, who was staring at them with a playful gaze.
"I need you to cover me, Dad. As long as I get close to him, I can do it."
"Are you sure?"
Peter looked at him with a skeptical gaze.
When did this kid get so smart?
"My advantage is that I can fly, Dad. Trust me, I can use this against him."
Seeing Mark's confident expression, Peter nodded, "Alright, Dad will cover you to get close to him."
Saying that, Peter concentrated his mental power, accumulating the energy of his God body.
He found that this thing was like Soldier Boy's chest cannon; although it required charging and was inconvenient, its power was indeed quite good.
Soon, White energy swirled in his hand, and he immediately rushed fiercely towards the demon.
The demon did not choose to take the blow head-on but sidestepped to dodge, then grabbed his arm with a backhand.
Then It directly pressed the energy in Peter's hand into the ground.
With a loud "boom"!
The powerful energy instantly blasted a large hole in the ground, and Peter was also sent flying by the recoil force!
"Bang!"
To prevent injury, Peter rolled several times on the ground to dissipate the force.
Just as the demon was about to speak, Mark suddenly moved behind the demon with lightning speed, instantly locking Its arms.
The demon reacted immediately, but before It could make a move, a powerful force carried Its body soaring into the sky!
"Ho-ah!"
Roaring, Mark, with his eyes glowing crimson, roared as he carried the demon into the sky.
With "bang bang" sounds of air exploding, Mark's speed instantly surpassed the speed of sound, flying into the atmosphere.
Feeling the howling wind in his ears, the astonished demon tried to resist, but found that Mark was holding Its hands tightly.
"This is truly surprising. I didn't expect you could unleash such powerful strength."
The demon uttered a compliment, but Its body, without any martial ethics, began to burn with Fire, and this Fire quickly spread to Mark's body.
As Mark was burned by the Fire, the scene of himself being burned in the incineration room reappeared before his eyes.
But this time, he was not struck down by fear; instead, he continued to grit his teeth and endure, continuing to Rush space at supersonic speed.
"I won't be defeated by you this time. Dad gave me courage!"
Mark held the demon tightly, "I'm going to take you to outer space, like a meteor, but not a falling meteor, but a meteor flying towards the sky."
"Boom!"
The air barrier was broken, and the roaring sound shook their eardrums.
The two got further and further from the ground, and the sound of the sonic boom impacted the surrounding air.
"Don't you know you'll die, John?"
Mark gritted his teeth tightly, "Dad said everything has a price. I'm not afraid. If I can really kill you, this demon, I'm willing to pay that price, including this."
"You would sacrifice yourself for others, John?"
The demon hadn't expected Mark to be so desperate.
"Think about it, if you die, your brother will have all your father's love. They will quickly forget you. Your Death won't make them remember you forever, John. What you're doing is meaningless. Your self-sacrifice won't move anyone."
The demon was also somewhat stunned by Mark's actions.
"You… you're wrong. This is meaningful. Dad said Catholics believe in Heaven and Hell. They believe there's a place called the border of Hell, and a place called Purgatory. And Hindus and Buddhists believe in Nirvana. No matter where I go after I die, I will be reborn!"
At this moment, Mark was also afraid that he would truly die in outer space, but he still replied defiantly.
He had promised to become his father's spear, and today, no matter what, he had to eliminate this demon.
"I will… I will throw you into the Sun!"
Mark gritted his teeth and kept accelerating upwards.
On the other side, Peter watched Mark, who was holding the demon and ascending, stunned and unable to move from where he stood.
This kid wouldn't really want to take the demon to space, would he?
"F***!"
Mark's abilities are not yet mature; he doesn't have a biological field, nor can he gain energy from the Yellow Sun like Clark. If he continues to fly in space, he definitely won't be able to last long!
His heart burning with anxiety, he fiercely hammered the wall with his arm.
With a "rumble," the wall was directly smashed through by his arm, creating a deafening sound.
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