Hell, phisto's palace.
A musical was being perford here.
The play was titled "The Origin of Fear."
The playwright and protagonist were both phisto.
At this mont, there was only one audience mber, also phisto.
Leaning back on his throne, phisto watched the performance below, lost in thought. He was reminiscing about his past glory.
During the Origin of Fear event, he single-handedly incited nurous Hell Lords and various gods into internal strife. Ultimately, he reaped the benefits and ascended to the throne of Satan.
Unfortunately, good tis don't last.
"Alas."
phisto sighed deeply.
After falling from being Satan, he suffered another ti on Earth-404. Being extorted for two billion units of energy was like adding insult to injury.
However, in phisto's perception, his energy was not absorbed but stored in a location on Earth-404. He still had a chance to reclaim this portion of energy. Moreover, he had already formulated a plan.
"I wonder how Hope Van Dyne's mission is progressing. Only by finding Agatha can the next step of the plan be carried out."
"Damn it, if I hadn't been so severely injured before, Agatha wouldn't have been able to cut off contact and escape."
Thinking of the infuriating situation, phisto heavily pounded his throne.
The demons performing diligently below, thinking phisto was displeased with their show, couldn't help but tremble.
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Styx.
While phisto was singing and dancing, Lucas and his group quietly infiltrated his Hell.
"Is this Hell? The resting place of souls."
They looked at the scene before them, where countless souls bobbed aimlessly in Styx.
Gwen, Wanda, George, and Pietro exclaid softly.
Their voices carried sadness.
The female Ancient One comforted them, "This is already quite good. For these souls, it's rely a long sleep."
The few nodded silently.
In this world where countless gods and demons exist, if death was rely a long sleep, then it was indeed a blessing.
After comforting the few, the female Ancient One signaled Lucas to act, to retrieve the souls of Helen and Wanda's parents from Styx.
"Lucas, you do it. Be careful, use your attribute-less energy, and don't disturb the spirits here."
Lucas nodded, releasing his points. Carefully avoiding other spirits, he fished out the souls of Helen and Wanda's parents from Styx.
But even though Lucas was careful, ripples still spread across the river. And these ripples were sensed by phisto in his palace.
"Who is it? What kind of thief dares to steal souls from my Styx?"
As phisto's voice echoed, the Hellfire on the banks of Styx surged, locking down the surrounding space-ti.
Amidst the endless flas, phisto, with his song and dance troupe, suddenly teleported to the scene.
Further away, countless demons were also alard by the commotion here and cast their gazes over.
Swish!
The mont phisto appeared, three gazes fell upon him.
The owners of these gazes were Lucas, the male Ancient One, and the female Ancient One, respectively.
At the sa ti, phisto's gaze also swept over the three in turn.
The two sides stood in silent confrontation, and for a mont, the tension was palpable.
"Who are these three people, daring to face Lord phisto without any fear?"
"No matter who they are, they are dead."
"That's not necessarily true. If they dare to co to Styx to steal, they must have so backing."
"You never know. So humans are incredibly bold."
In the distance, the demons observing this scene began to chatter amongst themselves.
Although their opinions differed, they generally believed that phisto would surely display his power and uphold the dignity of the Hell Lord.
"Hmph!" phisto snorted coldly.
Scarlet energy surged, sweeping towards Lucas and the others, enveloping them.
phisto's figure flickered, carrying endless Hellfire, and rushed into the scarlet energy. The next instant, the Hellfire ignited the scarlet energy, turning it into a sea of fire.
"Fla Domain! It's Lord phisto's Fla Domain!" The demons exclaid.
They hadn't expected phisto to unleash such a powerful move right away.
"It seems these little thieves have so ability to force Lord phisto to use the Fla Domain."
"But it won't be long before they turn to ashes, not even a soul left."
"How pitiful. Why did they have to anger him?"
In the demons' minds, Lucas and the others had already been condemned to death.
However, the situation within the sea of flas was completely different from what they imagined.
After using the sea of flas to block his subordinates' senses, phisto questioned with a dark expression, "What are you doing in my Hell?"
'Has my sche been discovered?'
Lucas smiled. "phisto, I'm taking a few souls; you don't mind, do you?"
phisto said coldly, "I do mind. I mind very much."
At the sa ti, he breathed a sigh of relief. 'It seems they haven't discovered my sche. They just ca in to take a few souls.'
"The last transaction is over. If you want to take souls from , you need to pay a price."
A price?
If they had to pay a price, why would Lucas, the male Ancient One, and the female Ancient One co together?
"phisto, that's where you're wrong. The last transaction, from its inception to your paynt of energy, took about four days. (Real Universe ti)"
"Shouldn't you settle the interest for these four days?"
phisto was silent.
He had never seen such a shaless person.
"This is my Hell. It's not a place you can just co and go as you please."
phisto spoke harsh words, but his body was honest.
The surrounding Hellfire showed no intention of approaching Lucas and the others.
Lucas, the male Ancient One, and the female Ancient One said nothing. They just took a step forward.
And another step forward.
"The authority of Hell to contain souls cos from Death. Aren't you afraid I'll complain to Death if you arbitrarily reverse life and death?" phisto said sharply.
He really didn't want to fight Lucas and the others at this ti. It wasn't worth it.
But if he let them leave directly, what if they ca again in the future?
One step back, and every step is a retreat.
The male Ancient One smiled lightly, pointing to himself. "I'm with Eternity."
Saying that, he took another step forward.
Lucas and the female Ancient One followed suit in tacit understanding.
Facing the pressing advance of the three, phisto's expression continuously changed. Finally, he snorted coldly and released the surrounding space-ti confinent.
"Consider this the interest for now, don't let there be a next ti. Now get out."
Lucas and the other two didn't mind phisto's nonsense.
A portal appeared, taking the others away.
The mont the portal closed, cheers erupted from the demons on the other side.
"Look, those people were indeed completely burned, even their souls aren't left."
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