"Don't play tricks—hurry up and stop talking nonsense."
Finn was not impatient at all. His eyes locked onto the figure before him.
The man was tall and imposing, an aura of malevolence emanating from his very being. His eyes glowed an eerie green, betraying a monstrous cunning and treacherous nature.
"Heh."
The man sneered coldly. "We are not the demons you imagined. We are demons—yes—but we hold titles far beyond mere 'demon.'"
"The Demon King?" Finn narrowed his eyes slightly. For someone like this, strength that exceeded even that of the Demon King was a certainty. Perhaps he was even among the apex of known cosmic entities.
"Who are you?" Finn asked flatly.
"I am Mara of the Demon Faction. What's a 'Demon King' to me?"
Mara's tone was arrogant, his face rigid and composed, exuding total disdain for the concept of a Demon King.
It was becoming increasingly clear—he was likely the top-tier powerhouse of the entire Demon Faction.
"Oh?"
Finn smiled faintly, his tone laced with mockery. "Sounds impressive. Let's see how strong you really are."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Finn's right hand shot forward like lightning. In a flash, it was at Mara's throat, fingers hooked like claws, ready to crush.
"Hmph?"
Mara's eyes widened slightly in surprise, but he quickly raised his palm to intercept the fatal strike.
Boom!!
Their hands collided with earth-shaking force, an audible shockwave erupting between them.
BOOM!!
The floor quaked beneath them. A burst of violent energy surged outward, engulfing the area.
"Not bad, kid. You've got some power."
Mara narrowed his pupils as he stared Finn down. His expression grew more serious.
"Likewise."
Finn's voice was calm, indifferent. "If this is the full strength of your Demon Faction, I suggest you all surrender now."
That single clash had been a test, and Finn now had a good grasp of Mara's strength—only marginally stronger than the Demon King.
"Human brat, don't get cocky!"
Mara growled and launched forward, his movements sharp and lethal. The two clashed again, their strikes brutal and unpredictable.
BOOM!!!
The impact from their collision sent both men skidding back several meters.
"Not bad, not bad~."
Mara looked at Finn with newfound admiration. "You're far better than those trash Angels I killed before. No wonder you dared to come here alone and challenge the entire Demon Faction."
Finn sneered. "Your strength is commendable too."
"Oh really?" Mara chuckled darkly. "Do you know how many beings I've slaughtered?"
"I'm not interested in your delusions."
Finn shook his head slowly, expression unchanging. "Trillions? More? Congratulations. You've succeeded in making me sick."
"Ha! Disgusted?"
Mara laughed maniacally. As the laughter faded, his face twisted into a snarl. He roared like a beast: "So what? Disgust won't save you. Once you're dead, the rest of those celestial pests won't stand a chance against the Demon Faction!"
Before his voice faded, Mara surged forward—becoming a black blur in motion. His claws shredded the air, filled with a nightmarish force that threatened to tear existence itself.
"Snort."
Finn's eyes flashed coldly. He stepped up to meet the charge.
BOOM!!!
Fist met claw in a thunderous explosion of power.
"I'll kill you here and now!"
With a low growl, Finn's muscles tensed. A devastating force radiated from his frame, concentrating into his right arm.
He unleashed a devastating punch.
BOOM!
The impact was massive, as if the heavens themselves were struck. The raw physical strength Finn wielded surpassed comprehension—no magic, no tech, no energy manipulation. Just brute, unrelenting force.
BOOM!!!
Their fists collided again. The shockwave rocked the ground as Mara was pushed back. Cracks split the floor beneath his feet.
"Damn it! Why is your physical strength so absurdly powerful?!"
Mara's shock was evident.
Finn grinned coldly. "So what if your power's great? You're not the only one here who's terrifying."
SWISH!!!
In a blur, Finn vanished and reappeared beside Mara, lifting his leg high and crashing it down with titanic force.
"Get out of my way!"
Mara roared, crossing his arms in front of him to block the incoming strike.
But it was too late.
BOOM!!
Finn's kick smashed into Mara's chest, sending him flying backward and slamming into the ground.
"Damn it! How can this guy be so strong?!"
Panic crept into Mara's expression. He was supposed to be the apex predator of the Demon Faction—yet this man had overpowered him in brute combat?
Even worse, the energy Finn radiated sent chills down his spine.
What... was he?
Finn showed no emotion. His right hand reached into the air—then closed as if gripping a blade.
A heartbeat later, the weapon materialized.
The Sword of the Vishanti, reforged in a newer, more devastating form.
It radiated ancient mystic power—now twisted and rechanneled through Finn's sheer will.
Buzz... buzz...
The blade shimmered, gleaming cold and razor-sharp under the ambient light.
Finn advanced, steps slow and methodical, until he stood over Mara.
"Mara, right? Today, your life ends. And with it, the Demon Faction perishes."
"Kid, did you think I was using my full strength just now?!"
Mara's voice roared louder, his rage erupting.
His body convulsed, then exploded with a sickly gray-brown aura. The corruption enveloped him, warping his form.
He grew taller, his skin turning obsidian black, his pores erupting with coarse dark fur. The transformation was vile—twisting his form into something between a demon and a monster straight out of the Dark Dimension.
"Your body is impressive. I'll give you that. That's why I'll keep it intact when I rip your soul apart!"
Finn's tone remained flat as he raised the Sword of the Vishanti—and brought it down in a deadly arc.
He didn't waste time acknowledging the threat.
SWISH SWISH SWISH!!
The blade carved through the air, its edge producing sonic booms with every swing.
"You underestimate me!"
Mara bellowed and brought both fists crashing against the descending sword.
CLANG!!
The sound of metal against eldritch bone echoed violently. Sparks flew. The blow was parried—barely.
Mara's eyes widened. Finn was still gaining ground.
He tried to retreat.
But Finn was faster.
With practiced precision, he advanced again, gripping the sword with both hands and swinging down with unstoppable might.
"LOOKING FOR WINTER!!"
Mara roared, fists rocketing up toward Finn's skull in a savage counterattack.
BOOM!!
The collision was cataclysmic. Blade met fist, creating a shockwave that leveled the surrounding space, ripping through the demonic fortress's structure.
The air screamed.
The world trembled.
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