"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
Kelly, holding Star-Lord in her mouth, trod on the soft ground, moving through the grass and dense woods.
She stopped at the top of a hill, the bright moonlight, like a silver plate, casting its glow upon her, adding a misty, silvery-gray hue to her already bright silver fur.
Kelly turned back to look at the school, from which faint rumbling sounds emanated, a hint of worry flickering in her eyes.
She glanced up at the massive Moon in the sky, then lowered her head, whimpering, and turned to rush towards the farm.
Her current mission was to protect Star-Lord.
With a "thump," she leaped down from the hill, then heard a whistling sound from above her head.
As the ear-splitting sound grew closer, to Kelly's astonishment, two Shadows plummeted from the sky at extreme speed, not far from her front left.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The ground trembled from the impact, and dirt was shaken into the air, falling down in a scattered manner.
Startled, Kelly stepped forward and looked into the deep craters on the ground, taking a deep breath.
Lying in one of the pits was Mark, his clothes tattered, his body charred black and smoking, gasping for air.
The other "girl" who descended from the sky landed steadily on both feet.
She dusted off her shoulder and looked at Mark in the pit, "What a pity, I can also fly. You wouldn't think a Great Demon flies slower than you, would you? Although my current power is nothing compared to before."
Saying that, she looked at Kelly, who had transformed into a White wolf and was holding Star-Lord in her mouth, elegantly clapping her hands, "What a coincidence, Peter Patrick's second son has fallen into my hands just like this."
The Demon, feeling quite surprised, walked towards Kelly.
Sensing the powerful aura emanating from the other party, Kelly let out a "whimper" and her eyes glowed a ghostly green. As she retreated with Star-Lord in her mouth, she prepared for battle.
"Oh, oh, little wolf girl, you can't escape now."
The Demon's mouth suddenly split open, and with a hideous expression, she extended her demonic claw towards Kelly.
The next moment, Kelly's body immediately moved forward uncontrollably, as if being driven by an invisible force towards the Demon.
Realizing her body was controlled by the opponent, Kelly, clenching her teeth, was about to make a desperate struggle when she suddenly heard a sound of air bursting!
"Bang!"
Peter's body, like a flying missile, directly sent the Demon flying.
Accompanied by a dull thud, the unprepared Demon fell heavily to the ground.
Peter, slightly out of breath, looked at Mark lying in the pit.
After sensing that the other party was unharmed, he let out a long sigh of relief.
It's good that this kid is fine!
"Your speed is truly fast, Peter, much faster than I imagined."
The Demon, who had been lying quietly on the ground, opened her eyes wide, and with a "thump," her body straightened up instantly like a seesaw.
She sighed, and with her left hand on her forehead, she continued helplessly, "Your family is truly troublesome. Look at your eldest son, he wanted to embrace me and melt together in the Sun, a great spirit of self-sacrifice. If I didn't have some real abilities, I'm afraid he would have succeeded."
"Too bad… I won't let him be a hero. If he dies and goes to Heaven, I will definitely go mad."
Hearing the other party talk about contending with God for souls, a name suddenly flashed in Peter's mind, "Are you Satan of Hell? Lucifer?"
Upon hearing Peter's words, Lucifer's expression froze for a moment.
"You're very smart, Peter, you called out my name, but I never intended to hide it."
The Demon Lucifer rubbed his forehead with his hand, and the image of a little girl gradually faded from him.
Under Kelly's astonished gaze, a young, fair-skinned man with blond hair, dressed in a black suit, stood before Peter.
The other party admitting to being Lucifer, however, made Peter suspicious.
He knew of the existence of this famous Fallen Angel in the DC World.
This guy was originally the most perfect Angel created by God, but due to dissatisfaction with God (mainly dissatisfaction with his predetermined fate), he led a group of similarly dissatisfied Angels in a rebellion.
However, the rebellion ultimately failed, and he himself was expelled from Heaven by God, condemned to eternally rule Hell.
It is said that this guy is very arrogant and extremely cunning, causing many people headaches.
Moreover, Lucifer is not an ordinary Fallen Angel; he is God's most perfect creation, so even after being banished to Hell, he still retained his divine radiance and almost omnipotent Celestial Power.
However...
Peter frowned, looking at him. This guy was almost omnipotent, but his current displayed strength was not like the legends.
Could it be that this guy's Celestial Power is restricted, or is he hiding his strength?
Although Lucifer is powerful and often falls into danger due to his arrogance and conceit, a Lucifer with this kind of temperament doesn't resemble the Lord of Hell; instead, he seems like a chuunibyou brat.
Perhaps this Demon in front of him is not the real Lucifer.
After all, Demons are always the most deceitful creatures.
Peter fell into deep thought.
Lucifer took a few steps forward and said to Peter, who was in thought, "I'm not Satan anymore. My throne was stolen, and my power has weakened quite a bit, so now I can only walk among humans."
"But this isn't bad. I've long grown tired of life in Hell, otherwise I wouldn't have met your family."
Peter nodded, "So you're a down-and-out Demon. I also picked up a down-and-out poor boy before."
Lucifer ignored Peter's strange remark and took a step closer to Peter, "Although I know how you'll answer, I want to ask again: Are you willing to offer your soul and become my servant?"
Peter took a deep breath and slowly raised his middle finger to the other party.
"Fuck you!"
Infuriated by Peter's middle finger, Lucifer immediately unleashed his magic power.
A vast pressure quickly permeated the surrounding space.
The immense and boundless magic, like a doomsday tsunami, spread out, frantically compressing the surrounding space.
Peter immediately felt his entire body unable to move, as if the surrounding space had locked him down.
Kelly and Mark, who was injured and unable to stand, were also suppressed and unable to move by this invisible pressure.
Lucifer slowly took a few steps forward, stopping in front of the immobilized Peter.
Triumphantly, he began to speak to Peter, "How about it? Are you willing to be my servant now? Peter Patrick, if you agree to be my servant and return to Hell, I can allow—"
However, before he could finish his sentence, he noticed that Peter's expression was a bit off.
"I guess…"
He moved his fingers, "There must be something incredible behind me, right?"
"Boom!"
The next second, Lucifer was punched away.
Calling it a punch might not be entirely accurate. When Lucifer stood up, what he saw was an incredible sight.
It wasn't a fist, but a giant blob of sweet cake?!
"Is this a Sharp Cookie?"
Looking at the giant cookie glowing with pure White light, Lucifer's eyes widened, and the entire Demon was stunned!
How could a cookie attack him?
But he quickly figured out what was going on: the cookie's outer shell was made of gathered stones from the surroundings, and inside was Peter's second son.
This infant seemed to possess a special power!?
At the same time, Peter also felt the Celestial Power within him being activated, and the weakness and pain from the recent outburst began to subside.
He looked in shock at Star-Lord, who had "turned" into a cookie.
"Thump!"
The jumping cookie rotated and flew towards Lucifer.
Lucifer's eyelid twitched, feeling insulted. He flashed and appeared in front of the cookie that enveloped Star-Lord!
"Boom!"
Lucifer threw a punch, producing a deafening explosion.
Star-Lord's cookie shell, made of rocks and dirt, was shattered by Lucifer's punch.
But having awakened his Celestial Power, he re-enveloped himself in dirt and rocks at a visible speed, forming a new cookie.
At the same time, the dirt on the ground began to move.
The dirt condensed to form chocolate chip slices, shortbread, and oatmeal, as well as the gunman holding a six-shooter from the Sharp Cookie advertisement, all molded from dirt, attacking Lucifer.
(The gunman didn't shoot bullets, but cookies.)
Soon, Lucifer was engulfed in a sea of food.
"Enough!"
Attacked by an endless barrage of food, Lucifer finally lost his patience and let out an angry roar.
But before his protest could fully emerge, with a "whoosh," a pure White energy tentacle directly pierced his chest.
Lucifer looked at his chest in astonishment, seemingly not expecting to be ambushed by an infant.
Seizing the opportune moment, Peter immediately flew rapidly towards the opponent, all his energy converging in his chest.
With a "bang," he directly embraced Lucifer.
Under Lucifer's puzzled gaze, Peter smiled slightly at him, then a powerful energy condensed in his chest.
"Boom!"
The terrifying energy shot from Peter's chest unleashed world-destroying power, directly blasting the opponent's body outwards.
As the energy from his chest impacted, Lucifer's body gradually turned to dust.
"Phew!"
Catching Star-Lord, who had reverted from his "cookie" transformation and was falling, Peter breathed slightly, looking at the kid who had saved the day.
"It seems eating more isn't necessarily a bad thing."
Peter reached out and pinched Star-Lord's face.
It seemed the recent battle had consumed a lot of energy, causing Star-Lord to quickly fall into a deep sleep.
"Thump!"
Clark, who arrived at the fastest speed, saw the messy scene before him, as well as the injured Peter and Mark.
"Godfather?"
Clark asked cautiously, "Did I come too late?"
He had just dropped his parents home and rushed here at top speed, but he didn't expect to still be late.
On the other side, Mark, who had already stood up, looked at Star-Lord, who had displayed such divine power, with a complex expression.
Although he still disliked this kid very much, a sense of recognition suddenly grew in his heart.