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"You are strong!"
On the Underworld battlefield, the Sentinel's figure flickered repeatedly, appearing behind Gwen in the blink of an eye, throwing a punch directly at the back of her head.
The force of this punch was so great that it even caused space to twist frantically.
Gwen's Spider-Sense warned her frantically. She turned around without a second thought, and in that instant, the nearly invincible Shield of Seraphim unfolded between her hands.
The Shun Shun Rikka clipped to her hair tips activated spontaneously, forming an additional layer of the Shield of Heavenly Flowers in front of her.
But even this level of defense appeared so pale and powerless before the Sentinel's attack.
With just one punch, the Shield of Heavenly Flowers shattered instantly, and the Sentinel's fist landed on the Shield of Seraphim without losing momentum.
The light shield trembled wildly due to this terrifying impact, with cracks vaguely appearing on the runes. Gwen was sent flying by the shockwave of the punch, rolling clumsily across the ground seventeen or eighteen times, dragging a long mark in the earth.
"Fighting you has made both me and the other guy inside me very excited, but it looks like that's all you've got."
Before Gwen could scramble up from the ground, the Sentinel had already flashed in front of her again, golden light emerging in its eyes.
Seeing this, the members of the Illuminati who had been taken down to the ground revealed excited and expectant looks, all wanting to see someone from the Avengers fall.
But for some reason, the Avengers members pinning them to the ground showed no signs of tension on their faces.
Tony and Stephen Strange nearby were even taking bets:
"Guess how that kid is going to die?" Stephen Strange poked Tony, his face full of the expression of someone watching a good show.
"Betting on how he dies is boring. Want to guess how many minutes this guy can last?" Tony countered.
"Then I guess he won't last 5 minutes. I'll bet a million!"
"You think a million is enough to get on the table? Go sit at the kids' table!" Tony shot him a sideways glance, his face full of disdain.
"Shit, I hate you rich people!" Stephen Strange retorted.
"5 minutes? You're really underestimating Peter." Harry joined in the fun at this moment, rolling his eyes dramatically, then added:
"I bet a hundred million. That guy will last three minutes at most."
Just as the members of the Illuminati were unable to understand why these people had such crazy thoughts, their pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpricks in the next second.
Because they saw... a hand blade.
Before the Sentinel's heat vision could hit Gwen, Peter had already quietly appeared behind it, silently delivering a hand blade strike.
It was a plain, unadorned hand blade strike, yet it directly sent the Sentinel's head flying off—flying off, off, off...
The members of the Illuminati watched as the Sentinel's head flew far away, all of them gasping in unison, making an outstanding contribution to the Underworld's global warming.
Are you kidding me? That's the Sentinel!
In their Universe, this guy once tore Ares, the God of War, apart with his bare hands and shattered the Moon with a single punch.
His body couldn't even be damaged by a Vibranium spear, yet now, he was actually decapitated by a hand blade from that young man called Peter on the other side?
"Damn! Is it over already?"
On the other side, the Avengers were also speechless.
They had originally thought Peter and this guy could fight for at least three hundred rounds, but it turned out Peter just chopped its head off directly.
This... was this guy just too weak, or had Peter become so strong that they couldn't even comprehend it?
While everyone was dumbfounded, Peter stared at the Sentinel in front of him with a thoughtful expression.
He certainly knew that the Sentinel couldn't die this easily. Even if this guy were thrown into the Sun, it could resurrect through light energy particles; having its head chopped off now naturally wouldn't mean it was finished.
If nothing unexpected happened, it wouldn't take long before it grew a new head, or reconnected the flying head via light energy particles and grafted it back onto its body.
But... Peter suddenly had a bold idea.
If he were to transform this guy's current corpse into a Deva Path Pain during the Sentinel's resurrection process, what would happen?
Was it possible for him to use this method to directly prevent the Sentinel from resurrecting, and instead turn the Sentinel's corpse into his own exclusive puppet?
If the Sentinel couldn't resurrect, that would naturally be for the best. A lunatic who was mentally unstable but possessed extraordinary power was a ticking time bomb in any Universe.
Turning him into his puppet was better than letting this guy explode at any moment.
If the Sentinel could still condense a new body and transfer its consciousness into it to resurrect, that would be even better!
In that case, if he killed it six times in a row, couldn't he form a Six Paths of Pain lineup consisting entirely of Sentinels?
If he really used six Sentinel corpses to support the Six Paths of Pain, plus his own tireless main body, wouldn't that be truly invincible?
Never mind ultimate big bosses like Galactus, even the Living Tribunal, or even the OAA, those most ultimate existences—Peter felt he could go toe-to-toe with them!
Thinking of this, a sharp light immediately appeared in Peter's eyes.
He didn't hesitate at all and immediately shouted that iconic technique:
"Za Warudo!"
The moment the words fell, the Stand The World activated, and time stopped flowing.
Everyone present froze in place as if hit by an immobilization spell. In the entire Underworld, only Peter was able to continue moving freely.
In this time-stopped World, Peter didn't hesitate at all and immediately activated his Rinnegan.
His eyes turned into concentric circles linked together. At the same time, he waved his hand casually, and Universal Pull immediately pulled the Sentinel's head back onto its neck.
Meanwhile, Chakra Black Rods appeared between his hands.
Peter moved his fingers like flying, driving all these Chakra receivers into the Sentinel's body.
After completing all this, he indeed felt something extra in his consciousness, just like... a host computer connected to two monitors at the same time.
He only needed to move his mind slightly to make the two monitors display different interfaces.
He looked up at the Sentinel's head and noticed, as expected, that the Sentinel's eyes had already turned into the same Rinnegan as his own.
He tried issuing a command, and in the next second, the Sentinel's corpse, which couldn't move in the time-stopped World, suddenly clenched its fist.
It worked!
Being able to move freely in the time-stopped World fully demonstrated that this Sentinel corpse had already become his "Pain"!
"Very good. From today on, you are my Deva Path Pain."
The moment the words fell, time resumed its flow.
Everyone looked up in confusion.
When they saw the Sentinel beside Peter, its body bristling with black rod receivers, every one of them immediately revealed an Enel-style shocked expression.
I don't think I even blinked, right?
How did the plot suddenly stop making sense?