Entering Earth

Beneath skies choked with Dark Clouds, over earth that looked as if it were burning, with air thick with the stench of sulfur—this was the legendary Hell.

A black-haired figure sat upon a Throne forged from obsidian. Before him, a small earthen Dwarf leaped up and rammed a black stone overhead. With a sound effect, the stone produced a Mushroom.

Then, the Mushroom dropped from the black stone. The little Dwarf stepped forward and swallowed it, and in the blink of an eye, it became a large Dwarf.

"So boring."

The figure sighed and waved his hand. Both the little Dwarf and the Super Mario scene before him turned to ash and scattered away.

His name was Wang Nanxuan, the master of this New Hell.

"Other people transmigrate, and so do I, but I transmigrated into a New Hell without even a single Bug. Why am I so unlucky?"

Wang Nanxuan sighed repeatedly. He possessed absolute control over this Hell, but apart from himself, there was no other life here. At first, he had been somewhat excited, but after a year, all that remained was loneliness and agitation.

Shaking his head, Wang Nanxuan's eyes pierced through the void and looked toward the dimension above, where there was a planet brimming with life.

This planet had some mysterious connection to this Hell. Wang Nanxuan desperately wanted to enter it, but he could not—outside the planet was a Golden Shield formed by three nodes.

Wang Nanxuan had once sent a projection to descend upon that planet, but before it could even get close, it was shattered by a golden Magic Whip. Afterward, he tried many methods, but none succeeded.

Clearly, there was a super Guardian on that planet, one even Hell Lords had to fear.

"The more I look at these three nodes, the more they resemble the symbol for an electric grid. Where exactly did I transmigrate to?"

Wang Nanxuan leaned back in his chair, despair written across his face. If this continued, he might truly go mad. Worse still, he could not even kill himself—unless this Hell was destroyed, he, its Hell Lord, would never die.

"Hmm?"

Just then, Wang Nanxuan noticed a Dark Shadow quietly approaching the planet. A strange layer of Dark Energy surrounded it, and the Magic Array had failed to detect it.

Wang Nanxuan's eyes lit up. He immediately released a projection, silently approaching the Dark Shadow and attaching itself to its clothes.

The Dark Shadow was far weaker than Wang Nanxuan, a Hell Lord, so it noticed nothing. It quietly reached the outside of the planet, used the Dark Energy around it to dissolve a tiny hole in the Defensive Shield, and then secretly slipped inside.

"The opportunity is here."

Wang Nanxuan was overjoyed. Because the hole was far too narrow, to ensure he could pass through, he transformed ninety percent of his power into a Curse and merged it into the Dark Shadow's body, leaving only ten percent attached to its clothes.

Very soon, the Dark Shadow fully entered the planet, and the Defensive Shield immediately returned to normal.

Wang Nanxuan let out a breath and muttered, "I'm in. No matter what, the projection has to remain on that planet, or I really will die of boredom."

Texas. On a night of Dark Clouds and flashing Thunderbolt, a figure wreathed in flames appeared upon the earth. He laughed wildly. "Hahaha, I, Blackheart, have entered Earth! Old Man, just wait. Once I find the San Venganza Pact, both Earth and Hell will belong to me."

The figure wore a long black coat, with a pale face and an evil expression. He was Blackheart, son of the Hell Lord Mephisto.

"Blackheart? The son of Mephisto, the Demon King of Hell?"

Wang Nanxuan, attached to Blackheart's clothes, froze. This name seemed to belong to a character from Ghost Rider. Had he transmigrated into the Ghost Rider world?

"No, it should be the Marvel world. Those three nodes weren't an electric grid symbol; they were Kamar-Taj's symbol. The one who shattered my projection before was Bald Qiang—cough, the bald Sorcerer Supreme, Sorcerer Ancient One."

Wang Nanxuan recalled the plot of Ghost Rider and narrowed his eyes slightly. "Come to think of it, this is a great opportunity. If I succeed, no one will ever be able to stop me from entering Earth again."

It was worth mentioning that although Blackheart spoke English, Wang Nanxuan could understand him because he could analyze Mental Waves. In Fact, he would soon be able to learn the language.

While Wang Nanxuan was deep in thought, Blackheart arrived at a biker bar. The tall guard at the entrance tried to stop him from entering, but Blackheart tapped a finger against his chest. The next second, the guard's body rapidly began turning black from his chest. Before long, he became a Dried Corpse and collapsed to the ground. He had died of Sulfur Poisoning.

"Fragile humans."

Blackheart sneered disdainfully and entered the bar, killing everyone inside.

"An unexpected gain."

Wang Nanxuan's eyes lit up as he secretly collected all the souls of the dead. Unlike other devils, Blackheart had no soul, so he generally did not Devour Soul.

After killing everyone, Blackheart began summoning his subordinates. Soon, a clump of earth formed into a Bald Man in the corner—it was Earth Demon. Then, a long-haired man whose entire body was made of water emerged from the alcohol. He was Water Demon.

Finally, a fierce gust blew in from outside and transformed into a long-haired, bearded man. He was Wind Demon.

These Three Demons were Angels who had fallen from Heaven. They had remained in the human world and fused with Natural Elements, becoming Demons. Their tattered clothing made it clear that they had not been doing very well.

Blackheart said, "Help me find the San Venganza Pact. Then, we can rule everything."

"Fine. We don't want to keep hiding every day, never knowing if we'll survive to see tomorrow."

The Three Demons exchanged glances and agreed. Over the years, they had lived miserably while avoiding pursuit from Kamar-Taj and Heaven. It was only because they did not need to eat that they had not suffered from malnutrition.

Blackheart was about to continue speaking when a loud shout came from outside. "Blackheart!"

Mephisto had arrived. Wang Nanxuan did not follow Blackheart outside. In the human world, he was not afraid of Mephisto, but for now, he could not let Mephisto learn of his existence.

Dressed like an old gentleman, Mephisto had come to persuade Blackheart to return to Hell. Naturally, Blackheart refused. He shouted, "Old Man, you've lived too long. It's time for you to die."

What was the greatest sorrow of being a Prince? That the King would never die. Therefore, Blackheart wanted to find the San Venganza Pact and establish a Minor Hell in the human world. Only then could he become the ruler.

"On Earth, I'm no match for you, but my rider will find you and kill you."

Seeing that Blackheart refused to repent, Mephisto left behind this threat, turned into a Phantom Image, and vanished.

Earth was protected by the Sorcerer Supreme, so Mephisto could only send down a projection with No Problem worth of power to trick people into signing Soul Pacts everywhere. Other lords scoffed at this and had always considered Mephisto the shame of Hell.

"Ghost Rider? The Hellfire on him will soon belong to me! I, Blackheart, will become the ruler of Hell and the human world."

Blackheart shouted ambitiously. Just then, his body suddenly became unable to move. Immediately afterward, a voice sounded faintly. "Sorry, classmate Blackheart, your part has wrapped. Please go collect your boxed lunch. Today, uh, there's no chicken leg today."

Along with the voice, a massive amount of black mist emerged from Blackheart's body. Then, the black mist wrapped around him, causing him to shrink without stop.

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