Chapter 217: The Devil King’s Anxiety!
Roar!!!
The demon continued to struggle, trying to break free from the reinforced metal containment cage.
"Hmph, overreaching."
Finn sneered and immediately hurled both fists forward, hammering the surface of the cage.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Violent shockwaves rippled outward. The seemingly indestructible Vibranium-alloy containment unit—designed to hold even cosmic-level threats—began to collapse under Finn’s relentless, storm-like assault. Inch by inch, the structure buckled, until finally, with a shuddering roar, it gave way.
At that same moment, caught in the sheer force of the explosion, the so-called giant demon was completely obliterated—reduced to nothing in the devastating shockwave.
"If this is the extent of your strength," Finn muttered, eyes flashing with cold disdain, "then you might as well crawl back to whatever hellhole spawned you. Don’t embarrass yourself by showing your face here again."
Finn’s gaze was like a void—endless, indifferent, devoid of emotion. The kind of gaze that once belonged to kings who ruled galaxies with a flick of their fingers.
From the side, the Demon King stirred, his grotesque form rising from the shadows. "Boy, don’t get cocky," he growled, his voice laced with ancient malice. "Just because you eliminated some lesser demons, don’t delude yourself into thinking you can kill us."
No sooner had the words left his twisted mouth than he lunged, unleashing a maelstrom of corrupted energy. The surrounding landscape quaked as his movement displaced the very space around them, a shockwave extending for miles.