American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Seeing the change in his opponent's expression, Garlic Jr. couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Finally noticed? Kami, you're too slow! It's already too late!"

Garlic Jr. shook his hands, suddenly expanding. From a small, five-foot-tall figure, he instantly transformed into a muscular giant over ten feet tall. The color of his skin also changed from bluish-white to bluish-purple.

Fragments of clothing and skin flew around him, creating the sensation of a moth suddenly bursting from its chrysalis, instantly changing its appearance.

Kami exclaimed in surprise, "You actually…"

"That's right. I used your Dragon Balls to gain immortality. It seems you still remember the secret technique my father, Garlic the First, obtained from his bloodline: the Gate of Hell!

Three hundred years… Let's experience it again!"

Garlic Jr. roared and suddenly raised one hand to the sky. A black energy flew out and exploded, forming a massive brown vortex.

This thing appeared out of nowhere above the temple, like a sudden black hole. Its immense suction force tore the surrounding air inward and exerted a pulling force on everyone, irrationally trying to suck them all in.

The Dragon Ball Warriors reacted quickly, stabilizing their forms immediately. The Demon Realm army, on the other hand, became the first wave of victims. With panicked expressions, they waved their hands and feet, screaming as they were sucked into the Gate of Hell.

They swirled in the vortex for two circles before disappearing completely.

Garlic Jr. didn't even blink. For him, mastering the Gate of Hell meant mastering the method to enter and exit Hell. Being able to throw his subordinates into Hell meant he could also retrieve them, even if it took some time. After all, time didn't exist in Hell.

Moreover, they were demons who loved negative energy. Absorbing more negative energy in Hell would greatly increase their combat power, which was a beneficial condition for him.

Garlic Jr. stared intently at Kami, frantically increasing the pulling force. Initially, the Dragon Ball Warriors could resist with ease, but as time passed, the pulling force began to act directly on their souls, not just their bodies.

No matter how much energy they used or how much strength they exerted, their bodies were still involuntarily dragged in that direction.

Even Kami couldn't resist the suction, only Mr. Popo seemed unaffected, floating in mid-air as if he were in another dimension.

Garlic Jr., who had coveted the position of Kami for over three hundred years, knew exactly what kind of being Mr. Popo was. Therefore, he never intended to do anything to him from the start.

Instead, he focused on Kami. As long as he could throw Kami into Hell, Garlic Jr. could rightfully succeed him as Kami through the secret methods left by his father, completing the Demon Clan's plan spanning over three centuries.

Kami's previous calmness vanished, and fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

Damn it! How could this be? I remember the Demon Planet Makyo was supposed to appear above Earth in six months. Why can he suddenly open the Gate of Hell?

Could it really be related to immortality?

His doubts grew. He couldn't understand it, but while resisting the pulling force, he shouted loudly, "You can't be this strong! Immortality is just that! Besides not being able to die, it can't increase your fighting power at all!"

Garlic Jr. laughed heartily, "As expected, you know nothing. As demons, inheriting our bloodline and tracing the secret techniques within it is almost instinct. The Garlic Clan doesn't have much to pass down, but our sensitivity to the power of Hell is all we can offer.

However, Hell is the embodiment of all darkness and negativity. Its energy is too pure. If I were to draw out even a little and infuse it into my body, I would die instantly.

But after gaining immortality, the Hell energy summoned would remain in my body. I would exist on the boundary between life and death, wavering back and forth, like a pump, drawing Hell's energy into the real world bit by bit.

Summoning the Gate of Hell with a force of the same attribute couldn't be easier!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kami reacted. His expression changed, "You're stalling for time! Attack now! Knock Garlic Jr. away!"

That's right. According to Garlic Jr.'s words, he was just a pumping device. The longer he existed, the more Hell energy he extracted. The more energy, the larger the Gate of Hell could open, and the stronger the pulling force would be. No wonder he was rambling on and on, answering his questions. He thought it was just the arrogance of the Demon Clan, but it was all a calculation.

Everyone else realized this as well. Tien Shinhan was already using all his strength to resist the pulling force, barely able to stand on the ground. Upon hearing this conversation, a determined look appeared in his eyes. He quickly raised his head, made a triangular gesture with his hands, gently placed them on his forehead, and whispered, "Air Cannon!"

A barrage of dense energy air cannons swept out, instantly blasting Garlic Jr. in half at the waist.

Seeing the same evil smile, there was no doubt that he hadn't suffered any damage!

"That actually hurt a bit. As expected, you guys are amazing. It's a pity, though. Before immortality and the Gate of Hell, no matter how strong you are, you can only obediently accept your fate! Go to Hell! Kami!"

Garlic Jr. suddenly roared, his facial expression distorted, his eyes bulging like light bulbs, filled with bloodshot veins.

The Gate of Hell suddenly accelerated, instantly tearing the Dragon Ball Warriors and Kami inside.

In the last few seconds, Kami suddenly remembered something. He struggled to turn towards Mr. Popo, and just as he was about to speak, he disappeared.