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Chapter 266: Level 5
Author: Great Demon Spirit
The Allspark, one could tell it was a good thing just by looking at it, but that was all.
Mephisto was a Level Seven great demon. Furthermore, his current self was just an avatar, so he only assumed the Allspark was something that could temporarily boost soul strength.
And seeing the way the Allspark burned, it was likely a one-time use item, which greatly reduced its value.
He was more concerned with Tony's peculiar soul, which might hold an unimaginable value. In his soul state, Tony had completely exposed some of his peculiarities to the great demon, so it was no surprise that Mephisto coveted Tony's soul.
Mephisto had already decided to make a move, but he was still taking a moment to consider.
He glanced at Tony, whose soul strength had surged in an instant, then at the furious and alarmed Dormammu, who only possessed a demigod-level soul. The smile on his face grew wider.
In Mephisto's eyes, the moment Tony used the parchment scroll, his fate was sealed—his soul would be sold to him.
And this soul... was one that had enslaved Dormammu's soul...
At this thought, Mephisto's smile widened until it became a full-blown grin.
Tony, Dormammu, the Dark Dimension... all of it would belong to him, Mephisto!
This was a huge score!
"Mephisto, you don't want to make an enemy of the great Dormammu!" Dormammu said coldly. Tony's surging soul had thrown him into a flurry, but as long as he had time, he was confident he could suppress Tony.
He was currently in a soul state, and under Tony's deliberate, frenzied assault, it was difficult for him to calmly absorb dark energy to form a body.
If Mephisto's true body were to arrive, Dormammu would have no escape; he would be killed in an instant.
"Great Dark Lord, what are you worried about?" Mephisto chuckled.
Dormammu felt incredibly frustrated. If only he had been able to stop the parchment scroll from burning earlier. To his surprise, the power stored within the parchment scroll was too strong, and in his soul state, he was completely unable to stop it.
"Mephisto, I hold a high position on Earth. I can contribute a large number of souls to you every year," Tony said in a deep voice.
Mephisto remained noncommittal, but then, as if persuaded, he slowly walked over.
He only needed a reason. By helping Tony, he could obtain everything.
"Under the witness of Mephisto, the contract takes effect!" Mephisto's expression was incredibly solemn, which looked ridiculous on a cunning demon.
"Mephisto! You bastard! I can give you more!" Dormammu roared.
Mephisto raised his staff, pointed it at Tony and Dormammu, and began to chant in the ancient demonic language.
Hazy and evil tones, as if mobilizing power from Hell, began to spread. A power Tony had never felt before enveloped his soul.
The last bit of demonic power stored in the parchment scroll was exhausted. The scroll lost its effect and was burned to ashes in the hellfire.
Tony's eyes lit up.
The empowerment from the Allspark and the demon caused his soul to erupt explosively in a short time. Although the aftereffects might be staggering, as long as he could defeat and enslave Dormammu, seizing the dark core from his soul, it would all be worth it.
Tony's soul became tall and substantial. He desperately tore at Dormammu, and with every passing second, parts of their souls were destroyed. The soul power of Level 5 left Tony deeply intoxicated.
"So this is the power of Level 5... To be this powerful with just the soul..."
Tony wore an expression of obsession, savoring every minute change.
Mephisto smiled and once again used a bit of power from his avatar to attack Dormammu, causing the latter to let out a roar.
No matter how weakened, Mephisto's true body was still a Level Seven great demon. Coupled with this high-level demonic contract, the power of this avatar was very strong. At the very least, causing trouble for Dormammu was no problem at all.
"Bastard! Reptile! You damned Reptile!" Dormammu roared, feeling his advantage slip away bit by bit. Amid his shock and anger, he was also filled with regret.
It had been too long since he had last exposed his soul. He had shown it just this once, and he had walked right into a trap.
The contract's power from the parchment scroll seeped into the souls of Tony and Dormammu. The loser would become the winner's slave.
The more Dormammu fought, the more anxious he became. The Allspark inside his opponent, in particular, exerted an astonishing pressure on him. He felt as if the secrets of his soul were being analyzed bit by bit by that thing, and that everything about him was slowly being mastered by Tony.
Tony, on the other hand, was getting more and more into the zone. The peculiar frequency of his soul, combined with the continuous stream of information fed back from the Allspark, was causing him to gradually undergo ascension.
The essence of his soul was improving, but it seemed to have hit a limit due to insufficient soul power.
Tony simply began to frantically drain Dormammu's soul power to supplement his own, madly compensating for his own expanding capacity.
The essence of life was undergoing ascension.
The shackles of Level Four were shattered, and on the soul plane at that. Tony was elevating himself by draining Dormammu's demigod-level soul.
Level 5 was achieved as a matter of course. The birth of a new demigod-level soul brought about the rapid decline, and even depletion, of an old one.
"Excellent, excellent! It seems I'm about to reap a demigod soul." Mephisto's face was filled with greed. He had long since abandoned his benevolent disguise. With bloodshot eyes, he stared at Tony, the attacks from his hand towards Dormammu growing even more forceful.
The stronger Tony became, the greater his own benefits would be, with Dormammu and the Dark Dimension thrown in as bonuses. Although he looked down on the Dark Dimension, he had a particular fondness for Tony's and Dormammu's souls.
The great demon's mood was superb; he almost wanted to jump for joy.
He hadn't felt this joyful in many years.
Ripples from a newly born Level 5 life form began to spread, causing space itself to tremble! Dark power also began to gather, as if to congratulate the newborn demigod!
"No, no, you damned Reptile! You're stealing my power to strengthen yourself! You deserve to die!" Dormammu wretchedly faced the pincer attack of various powers, feeling utterly stifled. He was so enraged that he almost exposed the secret of the Allspark to Mephisto, but his own greed forced him to hold back, hoping he could endure it.
Tony's condition was unstable, the Allspark's burning was ultimately finite, and Dormammu believed Mephisto's power was already exhausted. He thought that as long as he could endure, he would get what he wanted.
It was precisely this endurance that caused him to completely lose his chance.
The power of the slave contract began to take effect. Ancient demonic runes started to coil around Dormammu's soul. As Tony continuously drained the other's soul power to strengthen himself, with one side growing stronger and the other weaker, the outcome was already determined.
The ancient power of the contract cemented the relationship between Tony and Dormammu.
Dormammu's demigod soul was deeply branded with Tony's Mark, impossible to escape.
(end of chapter)
Author: Great Demon Spirit
The Allspark, one could tell it was a good thing just by looking at it, but that was all.
Mephisto was a Level Seven great demon. Furthermore, his current self was just an avatar, so he only assumed the Allspark was something that could temporarily boost soul strength.
And seeing the way the Allspark burned, it was likely a one-time use item, which greatly reduced its value.
He was more concerned with Tony's peculiar soul, which might hold an unimaginable value. In his soul state, Tony had completely exposed some of his peculiarities to the great demon, so it was no surprise that Mephisto coveted Tony's soul.
Mephisto had already decided to make a move, but he was still taking a moment to consider.
He glanced at Tony, whose soul strength had surged in an instant, then at the furious and alarmed Dormammu, who only possessed a demigod-level soul. The smile on his face grew wider.
In Mephisto's eyes, the moment Tony used the parchment scroll, his fate was sealed—his soul would be sold to him.
And this soul... was one that had enslaved Dormammu's soul...
At this thought, Mephisto's smile widened until it became a full-blown grin.
Tony, Dormammu, the Dark Dimension... all of it would belong to him, Mephisto!
This was a huge score!
"Mephisto, you don't want to make an enemy of the great Dormammu!" Dormammu said coldly. Tony's surging soul had thrown him into a flurry, but as long as he had time, he was confident he could suppress Tony.
He was currently in a soul state, and under Tony's deliberate, frenzied assault, it was difficult for him to calmly absorb dark energy to form a body.
If Mephisto's true body were to arrive, Dormammu would have no escape; he would be killed in an instant.
"Great Dark Lord, what are you worried about?" Mephisto chuckled.
Dormammu felt incredibly frustrated. If only he had been able to stop the parchment scroll from burning earlier. To his surprise, the power stored within the parchment scroll was too strong, and in his soul state, he was completely unable to stop it.
"Mephisto, I hold a high position on Earth. I can contribute a large number of souls to you every year," Tony said in a deep voice.
Mephisto remained noncommittal, but then, as if persuaded, he slowly walked over.
He only needed a reason. By helping Tony, he could obtain everything.
"Under the witness of Mephisto, the contract takes effect!" Mephisto's expression was incredibly solemn, which looked ridiculous on a cunning demon.
"Mephisto! You bastard! I can give you more!" Dormammu roared.
Mephisto raised his staff, pointed it at Tony and Dormammu, and began to chant in the ancient demonic language.
Hazy and evil tones, as if mobilizing power from Hell, began to spread. A power Tony had never felt before enveloped his soul.
The last bit of demonic power stored in the parchment scroll was exhausted. The scroll lost its effect and was burned to ashes in the hellfire.
Tony's eyes lit up.
The empowerment from the Allspark and the demon caused his soul to erupt explosively in a short time. Although the aftereffects might be staggering, as long as he could defeat and enslave Dormammu, seizing the dark core from his soul, it would all be worth it.
Tony's soul became tall and substantial. He desperately tore at Dormammu, and with every passing second, parts of their souls were destroyed. The soul power of Level 5 left Tony deeply intoxicated.
"So this is the power of Level 5... To be this powerful with just the soul..."
Tony wore an expression of obsession, savoring every minute change.
Mephisto smiled and once again used a bit of power from his avatar to attack Dormammu, causing the latter to let out a roar.
No matter how weakened, Mephisto's true body was still a Level Seven great demon. Coupled with this high-level demonic contract, the power of this avatar was very strong. At the very least, causing trouble for Dormammu was no problem at all.
"Bastard! Reptile! You damned Reptile!" Dormammu roared, feeling his advantage slip away bit by bit. Amid his shock and anger, he was also filled with regret.
It had been too long since he had last exposed his soul. He had shown it just this once, and he had walked right into a trap.
The contract's power from the parchment scroll seeped into the souls of Tony and Dormammu. The loser would become the winner's slave.
The more Dormammu fought, the more anxious he became. The Allspark inside his opponent, in particular, exerted an astonishing pressure on him. He felt as if the secrets of his soul were being analyzed bit by bit by that thing, and that everything about him was slowly being mastered by Tony.
Tony, on the other hand, was getting more and more into the zone. The peculiar frequency of his soul, combined with the continuous stream of information fed back from the Allspark, was causing him to gradually undergo ascension.
The essence of his soul was improving, but it seemed to have hit a limit due to insufficient soul power.
Tony simply began to frantically drain Dormammu's soul power to supplement his own, madly compensating for his own expanding capacity.
The essence of life was undergoing ascension.
The shackles of Level Four were shattered, and on the soul plane at that. Tony was elevating himself by draining Dormammu's demigod-level soul.
Level 5 was achieved as a matter of course. The birth of a new demigod-level soul brought about the rapid decline, and even depletion, of an old one.
"Excellent, excellent! It seems I'm about to reap a demigod soul." Mephisto's face was filled with greed. He had long since abandoned his benevolent disguise. With bloodshot eyes, he stared at Tony, the attacks from his hand towards Dormammu growing even more forceful.
The stronger Tony became, the greater his own benefits would be, with Dormammu and the Dark Dimension thrown in as bonuses. Although he looked down on the Dark Dimension, he had a particular fondness for Tony's and Dormammu's souls.
The great demon's mood was superb; he almost wanted to jump for joy.
He hadn't felt this joyful in many years.
Ripples from a newly born Level 5 life form began to spread, causing space itself to tremble! Dark power also began to gather, as if to congratulate the newborn demigod!
"No, no, you damned Reptile! You're stealing my power to strengthen yourself! You deserve to die!" Dormammu wretchedly faced the pincer attack of various powers, feeling utterly stifled. He was so enraged that he almost exposed the secret of the Allspark to Mephisto, but his own greed forced him to hold back, hoping he could endure it.
Tony's condition was unstable, the Allspark's burning was ultimately finite, and Dormammu believed Mephisto's power was already exhausted. He thought that as long as he could endure, he would get what he wanted.
It was precisely this endurance that caused him to completely lose his chance.
The power of the slave contract began to take effect. Ancient demonic runes started to coil around Dormammu's soul. As Tony continuously drained the other's soul power to strengthen himself, with one side growing stronger and the other weaker, the outcome was already determined.
The ancient power of the contract cemented the relationship between Tony and Dormammu.
Dormammu's demigod soul was deeply branded with Tony's Mark, impossible to escape.
(end of chapter)
