Marvel: Killing Makes You Stronger

Chapter 188: It’s him

"It's him."

People around the world—Nick Fury, Hawkeye Barton, Professor X, and the X-Men—expressed incredulity when they saw this man appear through various means.

Because his name was Bi Xiao.

A human, a native-born human, yet such a human had killed a powerful demon from hell.

And he did so in a nearly effortless manner, also repelling other powerful demons.

Fury and the others didn’t know the origins of these demons, nor did they know they were Hell lords, but they all understood one thing: because of the appearance of these demons, the resulting aura uncontrollably transformed the Arctic environment and threw Earth into chaos.

Countless people were nearly suffocated by the oppressive aura.

Powerful, incredibly powerful was the label of these demons, even to the point where people didn’t know how to resist.

Yet, Bi Xiao, a mere human, had effortlessly killed one of these powerful demons. Though it might not be dead yet, it was close to it.

“You are human? No, no, humans shouldn’t produce someone as powerful as you. Are you a god from another dimension, Asgard? Or Olympus?” The Hell lord’s three dragon heads kept rambling on, even close to death, perhaps more as a way to survive.

Hoping to use conversation to make Bi Xiao spare its life.

But Bi Xiao had no intention of wasting words. With two swipes of his right hand, the Sword of Promised Victory shone with holy starlight, piercing through two of the dragon heads. He grabbed the horn of the remaining demon head with his left hand, lifted it slightly, and their eyes met, though their roles were reversed.

The prey had become the demon, and Bi Xiao stared at it, softly saying, “Your mouth can’t save your life. The moment you stepped on Earth, your fate was sealed.”

“You, you’re the human who killed Asmodeus, and Lilith’s killer too.”

It was then that the Hell lord seemed to remember who this human was. Indeed, when Bi Xiao first stormed into hell to kill Asmodeus, the Hell lord had been watching. After all, it was unusual for a human to invade hell and kill a Hell lord.

However, Bi Xiao’s aura now differed from when he entered hell; now, these Hell lords couldn’t sense any useful information from him.

His power had grown beyond their perception.

The Hell lord realized that on Earth, only two beings could have such strength: the Ancient One and the human who killed Asmodeus. With the Ancient One being delayed, only Bi Xiao remained.

“I’ve always wondered how to invade hell to hunt you all, but I didn’t expect you to be foolish enough to come to Earth. Congratulations, you’re the first to board the hell-bound train.” Bi Xiao made a cold, morbid joke.

Making a Hell lord of hell board a train to hell—how absurd.

Yet the Hell lord couldn’t laugh. In its eyes filled with despair, holy golden flames burned away its remaining consciousness, reducing its head to a crystal-clear skull, like a beautiful artifact.

No one would imagine that such an artifact came from a terrifying Hell lord.

Bi Xiao casually tossed the three heads into his storage space magic.

The Hell lord’s bones and organs were valuable materials, but Bi Xiao found the flesh repulsive and burned it away, leaving only the skeleton, to be integrated into the Golden City later.

Behind the sacred splendor lay countless corpses. Asgard was like this, and so was his Golden City.

Reality is cruel: the enemy’s remains forge one’s strength and glory.

Bi Xiao had long since walked this path.

The death of a Hell lord sent a massive life essence crashing into Bi Xiao’s body, triggering a long-missed enhancement of his life level. Terrifying auras leaked out, spreading across the world.

However, unlike the demonic auras, Bi Xiao’s aura was warm and liberated everyone on Earth.

Freed from the suffocating pressure.

People worldwide breathed a sigh of relief.

“Is he really that powerful? So the previous suspicions were correct.” Nick Fury, also liberated, looked at the screen transmitted from the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, feeling both shocked and relieved.

Back in Chino Town, when Barton and Natasha went to the police station’s storage room to find Lilith’s painting, Bi Xiao suddenly disappeared. Barton and Natasha guessed he might have gone to the demon’s location to kill it.

Now it seemed their guess was correct—he had indeed stormed into hell and killed that demon.

As for Lilith’s painting, it had disappeared at the time, but later, based on Barton and Natasha’s memories, they recreated it, and S.H.I.E.L.D. easily found the information.

According to locals in Chino Town and various recorded texts, the painting belonged to Lilith. The demon chasing Barton and Natasha was likely Lilith’s husband, Asmodeus. Lilith and Asmodeus were legendarily powerful demons, in the top tier.

It seems Bi Xiao had already invaded hell back then and killed that powerful demon.

This puzzled Fury. How did Bi Xiao, a human, grow to such a level? His growth curve was too exaggerated; others progressed gradually, but he seemed to shoot up vertically.

A non-mutant human, with the power to kill powerful demons.

Speculation aside, Fury felt relief knowing that Bi Xiao appeared to be on the human side. With these powerful demon invasions, Bi Xiao would undoubtedly stand up to fight and kill them.

Relaxed but focused, Nick Fury steered his car, knocking aside the vehicle blocking his way, heading straight for the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters. There were more matters for him to oversee.

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