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This is the true dimensional power of devouring dimensional demons, which naturally brings a wealth of experience to the [Entropy Annihilation Lord] class. However, Ian is clearly past the age of being content.
"You're too kind! Not only did you cut off your own flesh to feed him, but you also gave me a drink!" Ian, who was creating his own new British idioms, let out a sulfurous burp and gave Mephisto a thumbs up after he was filled with shock and anger.
"I declare! Even Buddha can't claim to have any kindness or compassion for all beings in front of you. Buddha is inferior to you!" Ian's power and aura continued to increase. He licked his lips with lingering satisfaction, his eyes gleaming with a desire for "delicious food," and suddenly pounced on Mephisto, who was frozen in mid-air.
This action made Mephisto turn pale and feel a chill run down his spine.
"What the hell are you?! You're not a superhero! Superheroes don't look like you!" Mephisto was utterly terrified. He was a Returner, not a Resetter; he had lived through countless eras and seen countless heroes and villains, but he had never encountered anything as bizarre as Ian!
Seeing Ian's undisguised hunger in his eyes and his savage charge towards him, Mephisto's mind went blank for a moment, and he had a sudden flash of inspiration.
"Galactic Devourer..."
Beads of sweat, like lava, slid down Mephisto's forehead.
He was filled with doubt and suspicion, and secretly activated his authority, attempting to read Ian's true nature. However, the information that returned was chaotic, as if it were peering into some indescribable being.
"How can this be……"
Mephisto quickly dodged, unwilling to accept this situation. He knew that for someone of his level, obtaining information about beings at the same level wouldn't be difficult.
In this universe, anyone who reaches the level of the Heavenly Father will have similar privileges; they can "read" the information of other life forms with a single glance.
This is a special kind of "reading" ability, and few lower life forms can escape the insight of higher life forms, just as a low-level computer cannot defend against a high-level hacker.
Unless there's a more advanced "firewall" protecting him than the Insightful Ones—which is something Mephisto is unwilling to accept.
In Mephisto's eyes, Ian was merely a superhero born in the New World by chance, a key that many hidden beings found an opportunity to use to open the door to the world.
Why?
How could the great King of Hell be unable to read any information from him? That ability, similar to that of Galactus, couldn't help but make a clever freak like Mephisto think more deeply.
"The old planet devourers couldn't reach the new era, so the universe chose a new planet devourer?" It's no wonder Mephisto would have such a view.
His insight is quite sharp, after all, the origin of the [Entropy Lord] class is the Planet Eater, so it's not surprising that he can see the similarities with the Planet Eater.
In the instant Mephisto was distracted, Ian had already pounced on him!
"Spicy Rabbit Head Upgrade! Insanely Spicy Devil Head! My Favorite!" Ian clung to Mephisto's demonic body with his hands and feet, like a giant gecko.
He was completely "hanging" on him.
That face, which had just been rosy and satisfied, opened again, revealing gleaming white teeth. With the hand sprinkling chili powder and cumin, the mouth once again headed straight for Mephisto's hideous head!
It's clear that Ian has always listened to his mother and isn't a picky eater. Aside from the fact that he won't eat braised pig brains unless they've been grilled, Ian thinks he can try everything else.
In short, we cannot let Mephisto's enthusiasm go to waste.
"Go away!"
Look, Mephisto's voice is so hot, he's practically fuming. In the nick of time, he abandoned all pretense, his entire being transforming into a wisp of pitch-black smoke.
The devil slipped through Ian's fingers and vanished into the intricate streets and alleys in an instant.
"Don't run away! Don't worry! I won't mind that you're not a free-range chicken! I don't care about the taste! Come back!" Ian missed his bite and immediately turned red with anger.
The words have not yet fallen.
His figure also transformed into a streak of light, relentlessly pursuing. Mephisto's blue smoke frantically fled through the narrow streets, each turn accompanied by a chilling wind from hell.
"Don't come over here!"
Wherever he went, strange things suddenly happened!
Countless tightly closed, seemingly ordinary house doors were smashed open from the inside! One after another, demons of various shapes and sizes, exuding a strong smell of sulfur and blood, crawled out from within!
Some of them had bat wings, some were covered in scales, some had three heads and six arms, some had long tails... They roared and howled, using all their might to try to intercept Ian who was pursuing them.
Ian didn't even glance at these small fry. His body, charging at high speed, was like an out-of-control armored vehicle, smashing, crushing, and stomping on demons like bowling pins in his wake! Demon blood and entrails were splattered all over the streets.
"Come any closer! I'll chop you up and feed you to the dogs!" Ian felt his vision was blocked, affecting his teleportation. His mimicry armor transformed again, his arms turning into two giant kitchen knives, and dozens of tentacle-like blades extending from his back—Ian had pinned his pieces onto the protagonist of Prototype.
This design is indeed very intimidating.
The demons froze in their charge, and the ghouls at the front began to quietly retreat.
Ian ignored him.
Instead, they continued to focus on the drifting wisps of smoke.
Those scum from hell are not as good as the scum from DC hell. Ian is afraid that feeding them to his trash can and car would damage the trash can's throat and the car's engine.
At this moment.
His eyes were fixed on the ever-changing direction of the evil villain Mephisto, who began to hide in buildings and even attempted to transform into them to deceive him.
Searching and chasing everywhere, Ian muttered to himself.
[Little Murphy, open the door!]
Mr. Ian has brought you some delicious food~
【What? 】
[You won't open it? Are you going to bite your head off, Mr. Ian?]
Ian's literary talent is truly astonishing; he even excels at creating his own nursery rhymes. His steps are light and quick, as if he is searching to some cheerful rhythm.
"Little devil, be good~"
"Open the door quickly!"
The sound of singing seemed to fill the entire world.
Mephisto fled frantically.
His ruby cane had long been discarded, and his suit was tattered.
The hellish projection behind him was, of course, shattered. His once elegant and composed demonic demeanor was completely gone; he now looked as pathetic as a mouse cornered by a cat.
"Shut up! You monster!"
Mephisto's scream echoed through the void, filled with unprecedented terror. His proud authority and power seemed utterly fragile before this madman who only knew how to "eat."
"Hellfire, light up!"
"Play with me to my heart's content!"
The sound did not disappear.
Mephisto was getting increasingly panicked.
The demon minions he summoned were torn to shreds like paper before Ian, utterly ineffective. Ian's speed increased, and the nursery rhyme grew louder and closer.
It was like a lullaby from the Grim Reaper, pouring directly into his soul.
"I absolutely refuse to open it!"
"Your tail's outside the door~"
suddenly.
The singing voice grew closer and closer. Mephisto stiffly turned around and found that outside the trash can, Ian had somehow stepped on his devil tail.
"Little devil, Dazed~"
"Floating crookedly~"
"Sulphur wings flap~"
"Fall into my mouth~" Ian opened his blood-red maw and, regardless of whether Mephisto was willing or not, kept stuffing Mephisto into his mouth.
Treating non-humans.
Lord Ian has always been ruthless, cold-blooded, heartless, and ruthless in eliminating all threats, devoid of any evil, and utterly insane—yes, Ian knows he is now utterly insane.
Therefore, this proves that he is not a madman.
"Do not--!"
Mephisto let out a final, heart-wrenching scream, but it was too late to save him.
He wanted to turn into smoke again, but if the same trick could work a second time in front of Lord Ian, then either he was stupid or Lord Ian was stupid.
Of course, Lord Ian wouldn't choose to be foolish. Seeing Mephisto about to slip away through his teeth, Ian immediately took a deep breath and inhaled the smoke like a whale swallowing it whole.
"Who says Lord Ian's digestive organs can't be lungs? Don't you know what a new era evil god is?!" Ian directly digested Mephisto's entire existence.
Just as Mephisto was completely swallowed up.
boom!
An indescribable, vast torrent of experience points, like a cosmic explosion, surged into Ian's consciousness! His "cling to the powerful" system flashed wildly.
The notification sound almost shattered Ian's eardrums.
[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points +3008]
[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points +3333]
[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points +3447]
…………
【Ding! 】
[You have devoured an avatar (higher-dimensional being) of "Mephisto, the King of Hell"!]
[Gain massive amounts of experience points!]
Level up! Level up! Level up!
【Entropy Annihilation Lord Lv16 [13221/329280]】
Strength: 666-741
[Physical fitness: 911-995]
Intelligence: 71.9-72.4
[Spirit: 398-459]
[Analysis complete: The origin of the Hell Lord]
[Gained Universal Skill: Whisper (Can whisper poison to any being)]
It's not just about gaining experience!