Darkness!
Endless darkness!
Within this darkness stood a colossal shadow—the true form Pluto Hisoka had taken after sacrificing himself.
Or rather, it was the most fitting of his many titles—Great Demon Shadow.
Likewise, this enormous black shadow was the manifestation of the source of Dark Magic.
Through this ultimate sacrifice, Sithorn had finally raised his power to an unprecedented height.
But the price was that from now on, he would forever lose his physical body and gradually lose his sense of self and consciousness, becoming something like a rule.
"So this is your complete form? It really is rather unexpected." Allen narrowed his eyes as he assessed it.
You must know, the power system of the Marvel Universe had always been incredibly chaotic.
There were seemingly rational technological systems, magic and mythological systems completely unrelated to technology, and more than one creator.
Yet all these power systems shared one thing in common: whoever mastered the rules could stand at the pinnacle of the entire multiverse.
The Infinity Stones embodied rules, which was why those who wielded them possessed immense power.
Dimensional Demon Gods likewise mastered rules, allowing them to transcend the constraints of time and become eternal beings.
Therefore, a method like that of Pluto Hisoka—abandoning everything, sacrificing everything, and merging himself into the rules—would undoubtedly bring about an unimaginably vast increase in power.
"I told you I wouldn't disappoint you. Now, we've finally reached the same level. Come on, experience the strongest Dark Magic. This is the trump card I prepared specifically to deal with Atem."
As the last word was blurted out, Sithorn spread his arms and instantly transformed the entire dimension into his home ground.
Countless dark creatures were created from nothing, while terrifying energy surged like a tidal wave and launched an all-out assault on Allen's