Chapter 34 Happy

Nick Fury of S.H.I.E.L.D. stood in silence, staring at the grim scene before him.

Meanwhile, when he averted his gaze, Coulson had already appeared in the plaza. The sky was dark.

In the distance, erupting volcanoes spewed molten lava, swirling like an all-consuming inferno.

Beneath him, demons gathered in dense numbers. Their terrifying faces made Coulson's breath hitch.

Pamela could feel the lifelessness of this world. As the master of all things green, she instinctively loathed this place, yet she endured.

Chino looked at Barcelona, who lay motionless on the ground, and without surprise, he calmly said, "Let's go."

Hearing this, Xi Jinping lifted his suppression on Barcelona.

Barcelona immediately stood up, defiance still burning in his eyes. "Your Majesty, I will not run this time!"

Chino smiled slightly. "I just need you to hold your ground for a while."

Just as he was about to take action, Venom suddenly appeared. His body morphed into golden Superman-like armor.

"Venom, what is this corpse?" Chino was slightly surprised.

"Your Majesty, you should be wearing something more dignified for this moment! And I, of course, want to stay by your side. After all, we are one…" Venom's voice echoed in Chino's mind.

"Poison!"

The golden armor gleamed under the reflection of the crimson sky, making Chino appear even more majestic and powerful.

The demons around him couldn't help but stare. Even Barcelona's eyes widened momentarily in surprise before arrogance returned to his face.

Pamela sat on her throne, watching the battle unfold. Xi hesitated for a moment but ultimately said nothing.

"Let's charge first!"

Chino's eyes glowed red. A searing heat vision shot out, its devastating energy warping the air as it burned straight toward Barcelona.

Barcelona spread his arms wide, choosing to take the attack head-on without fear.

But the power of the heat vision was too overwhelming. In an instant, he was slammed into the ground. The heat was so intense that the surrounding earth slowly melted into flowing magma.

Coulson, tense, recorded everything through the invisible camera on his chest.

Suddenly, Xi turned his head and looked directly at him.

For a split second, Coulson felt his heart stop.

But Xi quickly turned away again.

Coulson exhaled in relief. He had been sure he had been caught.

As he continued recording, his mind worked quickly. "The Demon King has Superman-like abilities—super strength, flight, heat vision…"

His fingers subtly pressed a small device in his pocket. If he made it back, these vital details would be transmitted to S.H.I.E.L.D. automatically.

Chino's heat vision lasted a full minute before he finally stopped, feeling a slight dryness in his eyes. Venom immediately helped him repair his optic nerves.

Looking down at the molten ground, Chino said, "How long do you plan to lie there?"

In the next moment, an unscathed arm suddenly emerged from the magma, pushing through the flowing lava as it pulled its owner up.

"Incredible strength. Your Majesty, this is the first time I've felt power this immense."

Barcelona's deep voice rumbled through the battlefield. He now stood at nearly three meters tall, resembling a small giant.

His muscles burned with intensity, exuding an oppressive aura that made hearts race.

Coulson held his breath at the sight, continuing to record.

"What are you waiting for, then?"

Chino descended from the sky.

"The power to consume everything."

"Have you digested it?"

"I'm fine!"

The moment those words left his lips, Chino suddenly appeared before Barcelona, throwing a powerful punch.

Barcelona's veins bulged as he clenched his fist and met the attack head-on.

As their fists clashed, a visible shockwave erupted from the impact, compressing the surrounding air into a violent explosion.

Barcelona's arm muscles swelled, and with a fierce expression, he caught the punch with one hand.

"This little strength isn't enough to make me submit."

"Then you'll just have to endure this."

Chino's punches came like the wind—each blow packed the force of a thousand pounds, causing the very air to tremble.

Barcelona refused to fall. His massive fists were like iron hammers, shaking the ground with every counterattack.

"BANG!"

Another violent clash. Chino's fist met Barcelona's, and the resulting shockwave lit up the battlefield.

Their speed increased, fists colliding in a blur, sparks flying with every impact.

Every clash generated powerful gusts of wind, sending debris and dust spiraling into the sky.

"BOOM!"

A devastating punch sent them both skidding back. Yet, without hesitation, they regained their footing and charged at each other once more, continuing their relentless battle.

"Happy, Barcelona, you're really strong."

Chino laughed, his voice echoing throughout Hell Square. His eyes gleamed with excitement.

He wasn't using any special abilities—just pure physical strength. The sensation of his fists landing on flesh thrilled him.

"Hahaha! Ever since I gained Superman's power, I've never met someone who could match me like this!"

His golden armor shimmered under the intense battle, every movement exuding unparalleled strength.

"Stop joking around, you bastard!"

Barcelona roared, his eyes turning blood-red. His heart burned with rage and frustration.

No matter how much damage he absorbed or how much power he gained, Chino always stayed ahead.

This realization filled him with deep humiliation and fury.

With a wild roar, Barcelona charged at Chino again, his muscles tensed like steel, each step leaving deep imprints in the ground.

Chino effortlessly responded to the assault, as if this brutal battle was nothing more than a game to him.

The surrounding demons watched in shock, awe, and fear.

Though Chino had claimed the Demon Throne before, his absolute power was now undeniable.

As the battlefield crumbled under their blows, Xi Jinping ordered the distant mountain demons to reinforce and repair the land.

Hulk watched the fight, stomping in excitement, letting out a roar.

Blonsky, watching closely, believed with all his heart that this kind of power could defeat the Hulk.

Frank Castle, gripping his small pistol, mused that a well-equipped team with magical weapons might stand a chance against such foes.

Coulson, however, stood frozen in despair. Watching the destruction unfold, he couldn't help but wonder—"Can we really defeat enemies like these?"

Pamela, unfazed by the chaos, gazed at Chino with unwavering trust.

Xi Ya, staring intently at Chino, showed clear reverence in her demonic eyes.

Quote of the Chapter:

"The strongest warriors are not those who never fail, but those who rise stronger after every fall."

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