Awakening a New Profession Again

What rules feared most were foreign rules.

The same was true of gods.

Even though Zarathos had gained an invincibility that did not belong to him, that invincibility was limited to the Marvel Universe. Power from the DC Universe could teach it a brutal lesson.

That was not to say the DC Universe was higher-level.

Rather, the DC Universe power Ian had obtained was higher-level than the power Zarathos had plundered.

"So what?!" Zarathos refused to accept that reality, and so he roared madly. "That is the power to kill this body, not the power to kill me! I am stronger than this body's original owner! I have the essence of Demons, I have the power of Hell, I have—"

His words never finished.

"What do you have?" Ian, in the form of the Chronos Monarch, cut him off. At that, Zarathos was just about to open his mouth, only to realize he could not speak.

Before him...

The Chronos Monarch took a step forward.

Those feet formed from timelines stepped onto the void, and countless shattered clocks beneath them rang out at once. Their ticking was like a heartbeat, like thunder.

And also like Destiny's verdict.

"What you have is shallow," the Chronos Monarch said. "Only greed."

Another step.

"What you have is only hunger."

Another step.

"What you have is only desire that can never be satisfied."

Another step.

Zarathos instinctively took a step back.

That enormous foot crushed the ruins beneath it, leaving a deep ravine behind.

He was retreating.

This Demon that had just occupied an invincible body, this being that had just been laughing wildly and declaring he would devour everything, was now retreating.

"You're afraid," the Chronos Monarch said.

It was not a question, but a statement.

Zarathos froze for a moment, then his