Chapter 605 - 603: The Audacious Uvall

"BOOM!"

All of Hell suddenly shook!

Then, the sky shattered and the earth overturned.

Crack—

Countless enormous cracks appeared in the ground, spreading toward the farthest reaches of Hell. The cracks continued widening, rapidly becoming deep chasms.

In the blink of an eye, the once-intact landscape became completely unrecognizable.

Fenric’s punch had actually split an entire landmass apart!!

Moreover, Fenric seemed to have shattered the dimensional barrier. Countless currents from other dimensions were drawn into Hell.

As for the dark creatures inhabiting Hell, an unknown number had perished beneath that punch. Even demon gods had fallen!

Seeing Fenric raise his fist again, the Son of Hell finally called out from the void:

"Human, stop!"

The Son of Hell sounded somewhat exasperated. "If you awaken the Lord of Darkness, you’ll die without a place to be buried!"

"Are you threatening me?" Fenric laughed. "I can stop, but I have one condition!"

"Human, you are not qualified to negotiate with a god!" the Son of Hell said angrily.

Ignoring the Son of Hell’s anger, Fenric said, "Hand Uvall over to me, and I’ll leave! Otherwise, even if it costs me my life, I’ll completely destroy this place before I die!"

After saying this, Fenric raised his fist, preparing to attack.

"Son of Hell, I’ll give you ten seconds to think it over!"

"Ten, nine, eight..."

Silence filled the void.

The Son of Hell seemed to be hesitating.

On the one hand, his dignity as a god would not allow him to accept being threatened by a human.

On the other hand, he had to consider the consequences Fenric had described.

If Hell were destroyed, the Lord of Darkness would certainly awaken. He had no desire to endure the wrath of such a ruler.

A god at that level controlled a powerful domain within the known material world. Even the entire universe could not withstand his wrath, let alone a god who wielded only a single authority.

In truth, the Son of Hell and the Lord of Hell were not related by blood.

It was simply that the authority of chaos was one of the many authorities within the domain of darkness!

There were actually quite a few "Sons of Hell" like him.

"...Four, three..."

As the countdown neared its end, the Son of Hell finally spoke.

"Human, I agree to your request!"

The Son of Hell’s voice was filled with anger. "Leave my territory immediately and never return, or I will imprison your soul for eternity!"

As his words fell, space flickered, and a figure appeared out of thin air, landing before Fenric.

It was Uvall!

Looking as though he had just awakened from a deep sleep, Uvall still wore a dazed expression when the Son of Hell dragged him there.

Sensing the chaos around him, Uvall hurriedly prostrated himself on the ground, not even daring to raise his head.

"Master, may I ask why you summoned me? What are your orders?" Uvall asked nervously.

The one who answered him was not the Son of Hell, but Fenric.

"Uvall, do you remember me?" Fenric asked with a smile. "Your master has given you to me as a reward~"

Uvall froze, then quickly raised his head and saw Fenric.

It was a familiar face Uvall would never forget.

If not for the man before him, he might already have ruled the world by now!

"Shura! It’s you!!"

Uvall was about to fly into a rage when he suddenly recalled what Fenric had just said, and his expression changed slightly!

What did that mean?

The Son of Hell had given him to Shura?

Fuck, what did they take him for?!

Just as Uvall was about to demand an explanation, an enormous fist appeared before him.

Without another word, Fenric had attacked!

Fenric knew all too well that villains died because they talked too much.

He had no intention of wasting time and allowing something unexpected to happen.

"BOOM!"

A violent blast tore through the air.

An enormous crater instantly appeared beneath Fenric’s fist.

The destruction wrought by that invincible strength was simply terrifying.

Wherever the blast from his fist reached, everything was annihilated!

As for Uvall, he was naturally dead—not even a scrap of him remained.

And that was without Fenric using the Tremor-Tremor Fruit’s power.

Otherwise, another punch from him might truly have shattered Hell itself.

"Ding!"

"You have killed the wanted criminal ’Uvall’ and received a reward: 1,000,000 Samsara Points!"

Hearing the system notification, Fenric smiled.

He clapped his hands, looked at the mad, chaotic silhouette before him, and said with a smile, "Thanks. I’ll be leaving now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fenric turned and left without lingering.

After all, the Saitama Trial Card lasted only half an hour.

Watching Fenric’s retreating figure, the Son of Hell felt the urge to attack several times, but his misgivings ultimately forced him to restrain himself.

Fenric found the exit coordinates and successfully returned to the real world.

There was little time left on the Saitama Trial Card.

Fenric felt somewhat regretful.

If he had enough time, he would have liked to head straight to the Cindralock Dominion and kill Adam!!

With the Saitama Trial Card active, killing Adam could not have been easier.

In fact, he would even have to hold back.

Otherwise, accidentally destroying the planet beneath his feet would be no laughing matter.

"Mr. Shura!"

As soon as he returned to the human world, the colonel guarding the entrance to Hell excitedly approached him. "Welcome back!"

Fenric smiled and nodded.

Having killed Uvall and received a reward of one million Samsara Points, he was in an excellent mood.

The colonel continued, "Mr. Shura, the commander asked me to inform you that everyone involved in the television series ’The King of Samsaras’—from its investors and producers to its actors, director, and screenwriter—has been arrested. They’re being tried for treason."

Fenric nodded again. "All right, I understand!"

He couldn’t help marveling inwardly at how decisive Vivienne was.

How long had he been in Hell?

Two hours at most!

In such a short time, Vivienne had taken care of everything without any wrangling or hesitation.

She really was impressive!

Afterward, Fenric left the base beneath the respectful gazes of countless soldiers.

He had no intention of pleading for anyone involved in "The King of Samsaras," either.

If they dared to exploit his fame and secretly bleed him for profit, they would have to bear the consequences.