"What do we do now?!"
Black energy surged around Blackheart, and bright, lava-like patterns faintly appeared beneath his skin. His extreme fury was clearly making it difficult for him to maintain his human form.
"My Demon Engine Legion is gone, and that old bastard's consciousness projection is trapped too. We have to do something to get my legion back."
"Mr. Blackheart, I know you're anxious, but now hardly seems like the time to discuss that-" Ultron was inwardly amused, but he still turned his gaze toward the aggressive superheroes opposite them and said coldly, "Unless we deal with those nuisances quickly, we won't have a chance to escape and find the Demon Engine Legion."
The corners of Blackheart's mouth twitched, as though he was suppressing his anger. After a long silence, he finally forced a few words through his teeth. "Fine. I'll trust you one last time. If you can't help me get the Demon Engine Legion back, don't blame me when-"
But his threat cut off before he could finish.
Hercules had already charged right up to him.
The Golden Scepter in the Greek demigod's hands blazed with immense golden magic amid the smoke, sweeping toward him with a shriek that tore through the air.
"Damn it." Caught off guard, Blackheart could only raise his arms to block.
CLANG!!!
A tremendous crash rang out like metal striking metal.
Blackheart was driven back three full steps, and broad cracks spread across the ground beneath his feet.
Golden divine fire burned in Hercules's eyes as he roared, "Son of a demon, pay for your crimes and your father's!"
"A mere demigod dares act so arrogantly before me, the Prince of Hell?"
The enraged Blackheart instantly swelled to over three meters tall. Black energy surged over his body as he fought Hercules,