The people did not know much about what had happened, but one thing was clear to them: Ghost Rider had won, and that bug of a Great Demon King had lost. Otherwise, the moon would never have returned to normal.
"Long live the Director of S.W.O.R.D.!"
Cheers rang out across the entire planet. As expected, the Director of S.W.O.R.D. never let anyone down. He was always worthy of their trust—even more so than God. He just wasn't very kind to the moon.
Malebolgia lost after all. A perfectly predictable defeat, without a single surprise.
In Hell, Chthon silently snarked as he looked toward Demon along with the others. Demon's face darkened. Why did this happen? The big boss was about to descend. Why did the Hellspawn Armor suddenly turn on its wearer?
Now, not only had all Malebolgia's efforts come to nothing, but Demon had also been humiliated. His earlier plan to intimidate them had become a laughingstock.
"Demon, that's the Mechanical Demon King for you. The word 'miracle' was invented specifically for him. As far as he's concerned, nothing is ever absolute."
Naturally, Chthon was not foolish enough to mock Demon at a time like this. He merely sighed in admiration.
"The Mechanical Demon King really is a troublesome enemy. Wait, hurry and have General Zod and the others retreat. The others can be sacrificed, but nothing can happen to General Zod."
Something occurred to Demon, and he hurriedly shouted the order. They had far too few Skyfathers at their disposal. They absolutely could not afford to lose General Zod.
"They're already back."
Alesha smiled. As she spoke, General Zod and several monsters were teleported back. Meanwhile, on Earth, all the demons burst apart simultaneously, turning into a cloud of black mist that rapidly spread in every direction.
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