A Soul One in a Million

[Character Card: Asmodeus - Avatar Projection (Fallen Angel, Demon God, King of Hell)]

This Russell, was originally intended to be kept as a secret. Although it is only an avatar of will, its strength is extraordinary. Moreover, the King of Hell belongs to the category of 'gods and demons'. In certain worlds, using this Character Card can exercise the authority of a god, making it extremely valuable.

Unfortunately, Gabriel proved unhelpful, Russell, in order to save his own life, had to devise his own way out.

However, there's nothing to regret. Out with the old, in with the new; if you can't keep something, let it go decisively!

[Host equipped with 'Character Card: Asmodeus - Avatar Projection', confirming overlay on character skin, countdown 200 seconds, start time]

Three minutes isn't a long time, but it was enough for Russell to cause some trouble. He transformed into Asmodeus, manipulated the energy field, and with a single move, delivered a backstab to his opponent.

Russell asked, feigning seriousness, "Answer my question, who are you?"

"..."

Asmodeus was a little confused by the question. He was sure who he was, but not sure who Russell was, because they looked so alike that the two of them standing together looked like a matching game.

A beautiful appearance is a dime a dozen, but an interesting soul is one in a million!

Appearance was secondary; the devil didn't care about looks. What astonished Asmodeus was his inner self. Russell's energy was exactly the same as his own; even brothers weren't this similar. Calling him a carbon copy wouldn't be an exaggeration.

For a moment, Asmodeus was thrown into a panic, suspecting that the original body in hell was furious because of poor handling of the situation, and sent another part of its will to the human world to take over the overall situation.

Asmodeus: Did I send you to kill me?

Asmodeus's inner monologue is a bit complicated. He's gone mad and overthinking things, starting to fight his own wits, completely forgetting how much effort it takes to send a clone of his will from hell to earth.

At this moment, the Demon King was completely dumbfounded!

Russell hadn't expected that a transformation card would cause such a huge mental shock to Asmodeus. Fearing that the other party would react and miss the opportunity, he stabbed his five fingers into a claw from behind and grabbed the beating heart.

Energy absorption!

Strands of blood spread along Russell's arm, easily stealing Asmodeus's energy. It wasn't that the blood energy lacked integrity; it was like putting money from one pocket into another—it felt like going home. What was there to resist?

With most of its energy extracted, Asmodeus suddenly became alert, bursting into a column of smoke in mid-air before regrouping a hundred meters away.

"No, this is impossible. Who are you?"

The energy in his body was easily drained away. Asmodeus had never encountered such a strange thing before, and he was once again filled with fear and wild imagination.

"I, Asmodeus, can't you understand, you imposter?"

"Impossible!!"

Asmodeus's eyes turned bloodshot, and crimson threads spread from his body, binding the void to replenish his energy. Soon, he tragically discovered that the Crimson Purgatory had spiraled out of control, and he was trapped like a fish in a barrel.

In fact, the Crimson Purgatory was still under his control. However, the conflicting orders from two Asmodeus prevented the Crimson Purgatory from functioning properly, leading to the scene just now.

"Imitation, atone with your life!"

Russell charged forward with his sword, black smoke enveloping his entire body. He pierced Asmodeus's chest with a single strike, and to Asmodeus's astonishment, a blood-red flower bloomed, exploding his chest with a deafening roar.

"Ah..."

Asmodeus was both shocked and furious, his mind a complete mess. He didn't even know who his enemy was, yet he was beaten so badly that he had almost never been so humiliated in his quest through Hell.

Stimulated by both pain and rage, he calmed down slightly, but the lost strength could not be made up for, and with his body missing an arm, he was no longer able to defeat the mysterious enemy before him.

Damn it!

Asmodeus's eyes were bloodshot, dripping with crimson light. He raised his sword and unleashed crimson energy, which transformed into the head of a roaring demon dragon, baring its fangs and biting down at Russell.

Dragons versus dragons!

Russell also swung his sword, the energy of which was stronger than that of Asmodeus. The dragon's head was a size larger, and the attack was completed in an instant, like a big fish eating a small fish.

"Use my moves against me? You mere imposter, who gave you the courage?"

"Shut up, I'm not an imposter!"

"Then why can't you beat me?"

Russell's shameless and reckless behavior further irritated Asmodeus, driving him to madness and causing him to burn Dark Energy without regard for the consequences.

The black, humanoid flame replaced Asmodeus's previous appearance, its sharp red eyes revealing a fierce edge, its intense killing intent locking onto Russell. Not wanting to waste a second, it instantly drew its sword and attacked.

With a sharp, explosive sound, Russell swung his greatsword and struck Asmodeus first, cleaving it in two from head to toe. Then, he swung his large hand, wantonly plundering the energy within.

Black light and sword shadows, demonic flames raging to the heavens!

The temperature in the air began to rise noticeably. The two black greatswords clashed violently, and the shockwaves rippled around them, causing the space of the Crimson Purgatory to spread out like ripples on the surface of water, wave after wave.

The battle escalated rapidly, Asmodeus was unable to maintain his fiery state, forcing him to revert to human form. Wielding his sword with one hand, he could no longer keep up with Russell's pace.

Bite!

Russell, wielding his sword with both hands, brought Asmodeus down from the sky. Seizing the opportunity, he swooped down and struck him again, forcing him to his knees.

Asmodeus raised his sword to parry, but Russell pressed him down to the shoulder, and the blade cut a gash in his neck.

"Too weak, this level is completely insignificant. Even if I stand still, you can't hurt me!" Russell laughed wildly, trying his best to show the arrogance of a victor.

"Damn it..."

Asmodeus fought back fiercely, deflecting Russell with a single sword stroke. Just as his knee straightened, Russell kicked him in the face. Asmodeus flew a thousand meters, carving a chasm across the crimson continent before crashing heavily into the ruins.

Boom!!

Demonic flames rose, burning away the corpses of the starving everywhere. Russell swept his sword across, severing Asmodeus's arm, and then grabbed his head with one hand and lifted it up.

"So easily defeated, I had no hope for you..."

As he spoke, Russell's eyes revealed a deep disdain, which deeply wounded Asmodeus's pride.

"Ah..."

Asmodeus screamed in agony. This guy was ruthless; his energy transformed into black flames and burned, all of which was given to Russell to absorb. Once the Dark Energy within his body was completely swept away, he suddenly grinned maliciously, and holy white light filled his body, a touch of holiness mixed into his evil.

"The power of the Holy Light, do you want to perish together with me?" Russell's expression changed drastically, as if he had seen something terrifying.

"Hahaha, you forced me to do this! Pure Angel's Power, take it if you dare!"

"No! Don't do this!" Russell screamed in alarm, then suddenly realized the act was too fake and quickly lowered his voice by three octaves.

"Too late!"

Asmodeus grinned broadly, his bloodied body bathed in holy light, bursting forth with endless radiance as if on fire. White flames surged around him, enveloping both himself and Russell within them.

"Imposter! How dare you use the Angel's Power to ambush me! You traitor to Heaven!"

"Hahaha, die! Let's all die together!"

"Ah..."

Russell's screams echoed in the Holy Flame, so piercing they sent chills down one's spine. Gradually, the screams were replaced by groans.

"No, no, stop it right now."

"Hahaha, let's die together!"

"Stop it right now, it's going to overflow!"

"..."