Solomon Grundy's towering body was slammed directly into the ground. With a thunderous boom, the loose rocky beach was blasted apart as though struck by a cannonball, leaving behind a human-shaped crater.
"That hurts like hell!"
Miao Mu grimaced savagely. The demonic armor covering him was scorched by holy fire, and the pain searing through his soul made him utterly unable to endure this torment of Hell's judgment.
As Miao Mu painfully lowered his head, bent at the waist, and arched his back, the demonic armor on his body instantly shattered. White holy fire fell around him, burning the fragments to ashes.
"Phew... What the hell?"
Large beads of sweat poured down his forehead. Miao Mu looked at his right wrist, where the black tattoo-like Hell Brand had vanished, replaced by a golden Ouroboros.
It circled his wrist like a bracelet. The two energies belonging solely to Hell and Heaven had reached balance and stability in an extremely bizarre state.
He clenched his fist hard, but Miao Mu had no time to study it. He quickly looked up ahead.
Faust was flying over the battlefield beneath an energy shield when he was struck by a Batarang Batman had thrown.
The roar of a flashbang followed close behind. Even a dark mage could not avoid getting hit by that move, and it worked just as well.
"Ah!" Blinded by the intense light, Faust raised his hand to shield his eyes. Unable to see where he was going, he crashed straight toward the Hell rift.
A massive hand suddenly reached out from the Hell rift and grabbed Faust as easily as one would seize a chick.
Faust's body was nearly crushed in the hand's grip. Batman and the others looked up as well, while only Spawn's gaze turned strange, almost... disgusted.
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