Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

Lincoln's sudden attack made all the other hell lords widen their pupils and their hearts were shaken wildly.

Fast! It’s too fast!

The extraordinary speed Lincoln showed at that moment even prevented them from noticing when Lincoln left his position and when he came to the Demon King of Gluttony, Beelzebub.

It wasn't until Lincoln spoke that they belatedly looked at where Lincoln was.

And during this time gap, it was already enough for Lincoln to launch countless attacks.

At this moment, all the hell lords had an understanding of the power Lincoln possessed. This power was no longer at the same level as them. The only one who could rival Lincoln might be the Satanic Demon King who controls the entire hell dimension!

However, in order to become Satan, they must first ascend to the supreme and only throne. Do they still have such a chance?

For a time, all the demon kings were trapped in choices and hesitations.

This was an emotion that had not appeared in their hearts for many years. The speed Lincoln showed was just a flash, but it was enough to shatter the arrogance and confidence in their hearts as easily as glass.

The demons of hell who were watching could see clearly and were shocked in their hearts. Beelzebub, the gluttonous demon who faced Lincoln directly, could not see the whole picture and realize the horror of Lincoln.

Seeing Lincoln flash in front of him in an instant, his huge and scarlet compound eyes flashed with a strange light, and the raging magic power flowed in his body: "Humans, how dare you come in front of me, in this case, then go to hell

Bar!"

The roar of the Gluttonous Demon King echoed in the sky, and his trumpet-shaped mouthparts seemed to shrink slightly. After a moment of accumulating power, terrifying power spewed out from it.

Whoosh!

The torrent of blazing energy roared through the sky in an instant, without making the slightest sound. The torrent of energy containing extremely brilliant colors had completely engulfed Lincoln's figure.

This penetrating blow from top to bottom continued unabated after engulfing Lincoln, and pierced straight into the earth like a sword of judgment that penetrated the sky and the earth.

At this moment, the whole sky seemed to tremble.

A large amount of material began to peel off from the pierced hell. Looking further out, you can clearly see the raging torrent directly piercing the entire land and submerging it into the boundless purgatory.

A surging blow, a blow that can pierce through hell. This blow that makes even the timid Hell Lord flinch is the true strength of a Hell Lord at the level of the Seven Demon Kings!

The spewing energy surged wantonly, and the thick hell was shocked. The gluttony in the sky laughed wildly: "See it, see it! You despicable bugs actually dare to challenge my majesty, this is yours

End! The only end!"

Beelzebub couldn't stop laughing wildly, but the other hell lords who were standing behind him couldn't help but take a few steps back.

As bystanders, they see everything too clearly.

It was obvious that Lincoln was swallowed up by the torrent of energy, but to say that he died directly in the torrent of energy... none of the hell lords who had seen his astonishing speed would think so.

The speed of Beelzebub's attack was indeed extremely fast, but at that speed, Lincoln could easily dodge it, and the reason why he did not dodge it is already obvious.

"At this level, it's not even enough to give me a hot bath."

Beelzebub's reverberating laughter stopped abruptly. It looked at the intense torrent of energy in disbelief, its eyes full of horror: "Impossible! You are actually still alive?!"

"Of course I'm still alive."

Lincoln's voice was light and as solid as a rock, and the surging energy was like a slender stream of water that could not shake him at all. The moment it came in front of him, it all dispersed and flowed away from him.

Step by step, he walked out of the vast ocean, unscathed and reflected in Beelzebub's ferocious compound eyes: "One of the strongest lords of hell? He's just a disgusting fly."

"No, it's impossible!" Beelzebub was still roaring, the wings behind him were dancing crazily, and the magic power around him was instantly crushed down, like an apocalyptic collapse, and a boundless sea of ​​fire poured from above his head.

Before the blazing flames approached, the scorching temperature had already caused many demons on the ground to spontaneously ignite like street lamps. Amidst the shrill screams, even their souls could not survive the flames.

The boundless sea of ​​fire, the most terrifying scene in hell, is often called purgatory, the hell of fire.

The almost crazy Gluttonous Demon King Beelzebub triggered his terrifying endless sea of ​​fire to pour into hell. Even if the raging sea of ​​fire did not cover his own land, the terrifying power made all the demon kings feel frightened.

The sea of ​​​​fire is getting closer and closer, and there is no living creature except him in the world of the Gluttonous Demon King. Even the devil cannot survive under this flame.

Even the timid Demon King, who was standing very far away and watching, could feel a strong sense of suffocation from the overturning sea of ​​fire.

Even though he had never been in it, he was still threatened by the power projected by the sea of ​​fire, and the demon behind him had huddled deep into the depths.

"Go to hell! Go to hell!"

The body was moving in the sea of ​​fire, causing endless flames to roar towards Lincoln. Beelzebub's face was full of laughter: "You are very strong, so what, under the boundless sea of ​​fire, except Lord Satan, everyone must

Die here!"

Bowl of noodles, looking at Beelzebub who was laughing wildly, Mephisto looked solemn: "Damn Beelzebub, he has gone crazy! If this continues, he himself will die!"

"Wouldn't it be better if a madman died?" The jealous monster laughed: "Mephisto, you also really want to be Satan, don't you look a little happy without a competitor? Do you?

Why are you showing such a solemn expression? Do you still want to encourage us to stop Beelzebub? Don't bother."

After being told what he was thinking, the solemn look on Mephisto's face disappeared in an instant. His eyes swept over the remaining hell lords, and his figure suddenly disappeared: "You continue to watch, I will take a step first."

"Leave? Can you leave!" The remaining hell lords immediately set off: "Today, no one can leave alone, otherwise, who knows whether you will sneak up to the throne of Satan."

It has been established that the throne can only belong to one hell lord, but there are many ways to obtain the throne.

Connecting one's own territory with the territory of the throne is one way; abandoning the territory, sitting on the throne with all the power and authority, and becoming the new Satan after a period of integration, is the second way.

Or, when other hell lords die and their authority returns to hell, and you have more than one-third of the existing authority and power, you can directly touch the throne and become the new Satan.

When the Seven Demon Kings and Mephisto were still alive, there was no doubt that the third method would not be used at all, because the few living demon kings made it impossible for any other hell lord to have more than one-third of the power.

But that's not necessarily the case now.

Beelzebub, the demon king of Gluttony, will most likely be gone. If Lincoln kills a few more demon kings later, won't the one-third limit be reached all of a sudden?

If Mephisto is really allowed to leave at this time, then Lucifer and others are really mentally ill.

When it comes to cunning and cunning, Mephisto is the lord who truly understands this.

Letting him leave is impossible!

Behind them, Mephisto and the others were entangled together, while Beelzebub, the demon king of gluttony in front, was still laughing wildly as he watched Lincoln being gradually enveloped in the sea of ​​flames.

He no longer cares about the territory of life and death!

He is jealous, jealous of the power Lincoln possesses; he is arrogant, because he is the Lord of Hell; he is angry, angry that he cannot kill Lincoln; he is greedy, wanting to get such a powerful power.

The power belonging to several other demon kings of the same level was affecting Beelzebub's thinking and rationality, causing him to launch a devastating attack with the most brazen attitude when facing Lincoln.

This blow was something that the instigator, the Seven Demon Kings, did not expect.

Annoying flies were buzzing above his head. Lincoln looked at the flames sweeping in from all directions like a storm, and the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch: "Fire... It seems to be more threatening than the previous attack, but...

Just like that."

His voice was calm, he opened his mouth slightly, and breathed out in one breath, facing the raging flames.

Hiss~hiss~

Click-click-

Extremely cold frost condensed in the air, followed by a dense freezing sound.

In the horrified eyes of all the hell lords, the fiery boundless purgatory was frozen alive by the frosty air breathed out by Lincoln.

The scene in front of them completely subverted their understanding of the flames of hell. The eternal, endless flames were condensed in the air like specimens by invisible power.

The unspeakable coldness continued to climb outwards, forcing Mephisto, who was entangled together, to retreat with a look of fear on his face.

After a long time, the clinging ice stopped, and at this time, the hell that was about to be swallowed up by the flames, Beelzebub who was laughing wildly, and even the terrifying flames were all frozen and stagnant.

"This, how is this possible!!!"

Mephisto looked at the scene in front of him and looked at Lincoln with an incomprehensible look: "Your frost breath is just absolute zero. How can it freeze the flames of hell? This is impossible!"

"It's very simple, just add 100 million points of power and increase the stagnation effect."

Lincoln looked at Mephisto and smiled softly: "Frost breath can freeze the movement of all things. In this case, is it unacceptable to freeze time and space?"

Lincoln's natural voice left Mephisto speechless.

He felt that what Lincoln said made some sense, but when he thought about it carefully, it made no sense at all.

For humans, time may be the movement of particles, but for demon kings like Mephisto, time is still passing steadily even if the entire universe is frozen.

Now Lincoln can freeze time with what he thought was the ability to freeze particles. How can he not question this and not feel that the world is absurd?

You know, even the Supreme Mage Ancient One needed to use the ability of the Time Stone to interfere with the movement of time. But when he arrived at Lincoln, he froze time in one breath?

What the fuck is this bullshit?!

Mephisto wanted to say something, but Lincoln turned his gaze back to the ice that encompassed a vast continent in front of him: "Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, I have to cremate this disgusting fly first.

, I lose my appetite just looking at him."

Appetite? You have to attack a hell lord just because you have no appetite?

Mephisto and the others were still chilling, and then they saw a trace of red in Lincoln's eyes.

The next moment, a blazing beam of light that was thousands of times more terrifying than the torrent of energy released by Beelzebub surged out.

The dazzling red even covered up the original color of hell. When the demons reacted again, the ice that froze hell had disappeared, connected to Beelzebub who was frozen in it.

There is a difference between strength and power.

Lincoln gave Coward one-tenth of his power, but this does not mean that Lincoln's attack strength was only ten times that of Coward.

In the time it took for him to cowardly consume all his energy and release it once, Lincoln could extract all his energy and carry out dozens or millions of attacks. It would be easy for him to release such majestic energy and destroy a continent in an instant.

Although all this is incomprehensible to other hell lords, he only needs to achieve the goal he wants.

In the anxious and uneasy expressions of Mephisto and others as if they were facing a formidable enemy, Lincoln returned to his lord's mansion, looked at the hell lords who were sitting down with their eyes full of awe and fanaticism, and said: "Who are you?

Tell me about the conditions for becoming the Satanic Demon King?"

"My lord, I know!"

Summoning the energy in his body, the Cowardly Demon King moved as fast as light. He stood up and said loudly: "There are three ways to become the Satanic Demon King."

"Combining your own territory and the territory of the throne into one; sitting on the throne and inheriting the power of the throne; and killing a large number of hell lords to increase your own power to more than one-third."

"In this way, you can become the supreme demon Lord Satan who controls the entire hell!"

"It doesn't sound very difficult." Lincoln rubbed his chin and looked at the rhubarb at his feet: "But you have no territory, which is a bit troublesome."

"Sir, I can contribute my territory."

"But then you're not the Lord of Hell, right?"

"As long as I can be loyal to you, even if I lose my position as Lord of Hell, I won't hesitate!"

When the other lords under the throne heard this, their breaths couldn't help but stagnate.

Damn it, how can this guy lick so well?!

Is this the fucking cowardly demon king?! Hell didn’t give you the title of dog-licking demon king, and we totally disagree with it!