Chapter 258: C250
"But I must say you look very confident, Leon," Mephisto remarked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You do realize this is my world."
The demon king's words carried an air of authority, yet his eyes betrayed a flicker of doubt. Though confident in his dominion over Hell, Mephisto couldn't dismiss the unease creeping through him.
In Hell, Mephisto's strength was unparalleled. Unlike in the mortal realm, where dimensional shifts diminished his powers, here in his domain, his might was near-absolute. Leon, too, had crossed dimensions to be here, meaning his power would face similar suppression. Logically, the gap between their strengths should favor Mephisto.
And yet, Leon's calm composure unnerved him. What gave this mortal such confidence?
Leon said nothing, his silent, unwavering gaze adding to Mephisto's mounting tension. The oppressive atmosphere pressed down on the demon king, who knew that rejection of Leon's demands would lead to an inevitable battle.
Internally, Mephisto seethed. He was the master of Hell, yet this human dared treat him with the condescension of a superior addressing a subordinate.
A glint of ferocity flashed in Mephisto's fiery eyes. But Leon, unshaken, had already anticipated it.
BOOM!
A monstrous burst of energy erupted from Leon, centered around his figure like a tidal wave of raw power. The sheer force cracked the ground beneath him and sent tremors through the air. The walls, floors, and ceiling of the demon's castle splintered under the pressure, unable to withstand the overwhelming might.