Peter possessed the Power of the Sevenfold Flame, so it was impossible for him to fear the temperature of this lava, naturally acting as if nothing was wrong.
Hela, on the other hand, was a ruler of the Underworld similar to Mephisto and enjoyed similar authorities, so she naturally wouldn't be affected by this necromantic lava.
In contrast, Thor's choice to stand with them and resist it head-on instead of hiding behind Peter indeed made him look a bit foolish...
To avoid wounding his brother-in-law's self-esteem, Peter hesitated for a moment before finally raising his hand to condense a flame shield around Thor.
The moment the shield appeared, Thor instantly felt a lot better.
Suppressing the complex emotions in his heart, Thor could only pretend as if nothing had happened, while secretly resolving in his mind that he must train twice as hard in the future!
After sorting out Thor, Peter and Hela exchanged a glance and spoke almost in unison:
"Who goes first?"
The two smiled at each other, and in the end, Peter gestured, "Ladies first."
A trace of satisfaction appeared on Hela's face, clearly pleased by this:
"Sensible."
She took a step forward.
Two black spikes condensed in her palms.
Looking down from a thousand meters above, Mephisto's lava face couldn't help but form a mocking smile.
"Peter Parker, you're letting a woman stand up for you?"
"It seems that after witnessing true power, you're nothing but a cow— who can only hide behind others..."
Before he could finish his sentence,
the two black spikes in Hela's hands began to balloon rapidly.
Infused wildly with eerie green divine power, the two spikes expanded, elongated, and transformed in her hands, eventually turning into two giant eerie-green blades over ten meters wide and more than a hundred meters long.
Holding the two giant blades, Hela slashed expressionlessly at Mephisto.
The eerie green light was exceptionally glaring against the blood-red sky.
"How dare you mock my Queen..."
Peter's eyelids twitched, having no strength left to complain about this bizarre pet name.
"Death penalty."
As soon as she finished speaking, the hundred-meter giant blades slashed straight down.
Facing Hela's imposing attack, Mephisto didn't even raise an eyelid.
He allowed the two giant blades to strike his body.
A massive X-shaped scar was left on his thousand-meter-tall body.
The moment the scar formed, his expression changed slightly.
However, that painful expression only flashed for an instant before vanishing.
Although it was much more painful than he had imagined, it was still within an acceptable range.
It was even less likely to cause any damage to his origin.
"Little girl, anyone can talk big, but when it comes to strength, you are clearly not qualified!"
As Mephisto spoke, his injuries healed instantly in the next second.
This was where his power lay in this Universe; here, he was even more exaggerated than Hela in Asgard.
After all, Hela had only been bestowed the title of Goddess of Death of Asgard by Odin.
It was equivalent to obtaining administrator privileges.
Whereas Mephisto, in this Universe... was the sole founder, equivalent to being the only one holding the core code!
Hela noticed the speed of Mephisto's recovery.
A clear fighting intent surged in Hela's eyes.
Having lived for over three thousand years, this was only the second time she had encountered such a troublesome opponent.
What? You're asking who the first was?
That was, of course, Peter.
Without another word, Hela immediately unleashed her entire arsenal, frantically attacking Mephisto's massive body.
The dense attacks rained down like a tide, even causing Mephisto to scream in pain.
But after screaming, he laughed like a masochist:
"It does hurt quite a bit, but unfortunately, injuries of this level can't hurt me at all!"
Speaking up to this point, he looked triumphantly at Peter.
"Peter, I admit that your idea of bringing Asgard's Goddess of Death to deal with me has some cleverness to it.
But you have ultimately underestimated me, underestimated the invincible Lord Mephisto!"
As he spoke, Mephisto's gaze froze. In the next second, Hela's high-speed movements instantly stiffened.
As the creator of this Universe, Mephisto could modify everything here, and gravity was naturally no exception!
Tens of thousands of times the normal gravity pressed down on Hela, making it difficult for even someone as strong as her to adapt in an instant.
"Die!"
Mephisto raised his hand, and a red light cannon blasted from his fingertips.
The light cannon was about to completely engulf Hela, yet she was utterly unable to dodge.
It wasn't that the disparity in their strength was this vast, but rather that after leaving Asgard and losing her home-field advantage, Hela's combat power was significantly weakened.
If both were on their respective home fields, Hela would definitely be able to fight Mephisto to a standstill.
She might even suppress Mephisto by relying on her far superior combat experience.
But this was Mephisto's home turf after all; his strength was infinitely magnified, while Hela's was severely weakened. With one waxing and the other waning, this awkward situation naturally arose.
Just as Hela herself faintly realized that she had indeed been a bit too overconfident this time, a figure appeared in front of her the next second.
The person reached out a hand and caught the terrifying light cannon with brute force.
Who else could this person be but Peter?
Looking at the figure appearing in front of her, Hela was stunned for a moment, and then a smile couldn't help but appear on her face.
So this is what it feels like to be protected?
This feeling... doesn't seem too bad!
"It seems I have indeed overly neglected the boost of home-field advantage. That is my oversight."
Peter said to Hela with a hint of apology.
Hela, however, gently shook her head:
"Why make such excuses? Just fight to the very end!"
This attitude of indifference to life and death made Peter chuckle. After a moment, he nodded in agreement:
"Alright, then... I will take the lead in the attack. You assist me from the side and find a way to devour his power and authority!"
Hela paused, seemingly having never done such support work before, but after a moment, she finally nodded.
She was proud, but not conceited.
She could judge that Peter's arrangement was the most reasonable setup.
Thus, Peter took over the role of the main attacker.
A light flashed in his hand, and in the next second, all-black the necrosword and Senbonzakura instantly appeared in his grasp.
The moment he noticed all-black the necrosword, Mephisto's pupils couldn't help but contract.
Damn it, even he found that sword difficult to subdue. What right did this kid have to make even this sword willingly serve him?
But what shocked Mephisto even more was clearly yet to come.
Looking at the thousand-meter-tall Mephisto in front of him, Peter took a deep breath. In the next second, black and red lightning violently erupted throughout this Universe!
Looking at the black and red lightning and feeling the power radiating from it—which even he faintly felt uneasy about—
Mephisto couldn't help but wear a bewildered expression.
What kind of joke was this? Having not seen him for such a short time, this kid had actually... gotten stronger again?!
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