After sending Harry off, Andrew turned to Ron. Ron scratched his head and asked timidly, "Could you find me a weaker Demon King?"
"As you wish."
Andrew smiled and sent Ron to Africa, where there was a newly ascended Demon King. More importantly, he wasn't very bright, making him a good match for Ron and Shazam, the two boys whose brains were running on empty.
Once he had sent off the trio of protagonists, Andrew also sent Professor Snape and Voldemort to Africa to hold back the Demon Kings.
Professor Snape was thrilled, eager to stop the disaster. Voldemort was equally excited. His pursuit of power knew no end.
No matter which world he was in, he would become the strongest. This was Voldemort's unwavering conviction—only the strongest could attain eternal existence.
That wasn't all. Next, one figure after another stepped out of Andrew's body: an Angel with mechanical wings, Ghost Rider, his game clone, his ability clone, and others.
These clones had only a quarter of Andrew's strength, but that was enough. After all, their opponents were merely a bunch of Demon King Projections. Andrew sent them out to deal with the remaining Demon Kings.
As the five "superheroes" and five clones departed, every red dot on the Globe turned green. That meant someone was dealing with every Demon King. Still, the end was a long way off. Or rather, the great battle had only just begun.
Moreover, the Demon Kings commanded vast numbers of demons. The wizards would have to work hard to deal with them, as these demons posed an enormous threat to ordinary people.
After everyone had been dispatched, Dumbledore finally returned. He was astonished to find no one there. Andrew smiled and explained what had happened.
"Summoning superheroes from other worlds? Could you bring in