"Daulte, are you really this useless? Or are you deliberately holding back, trying to do something?" A voice filled with authority and pressure echoed between the dimensions. From the Hell Gate emerged a powerful being—none other than Satannish, the one who had granted Daulte all his power.
Satannish had never fully trusted Daulte. He knew that Daulte was aware of his purpose in raising him, but Satannish didn't care. The Hell Dimension was a place where power ruled. As long as Daulte's strength did not surpass his own, and as long as Daulte couldn't break the restrictions Satannish had placed on him, Daulte would never escape his grasp.
However, the fact that Daulte couldn't escape didn't mean he couldn't slack off. His previous thoughts while inside the one-eyed dragon weren't entirely false. Daulte had indeed considered surrendering himself to other Hell lords. Even if he couldn't harm Satannish directly, he could at least deprive him of his chance to ascend.
This was the most effective revenge Daulte could think of—disgusting Satannish. But due to his instinctive fear of death, Daulte had never fully committed to the idea.
Satannish, of course, understood Daulte's mindset. That's why, upon arriving in the dimensional space, the first thing he did was question him. However, as soon as Satannish finished speaking, his expression turned grave, his eyes shifting toward the surrounding void.
"Master, I wasn't slacking! I truly can't defeat Kamar-Taj..." Daulte, unaware of Satannish's change in mood, took the opportunity to explain as Satannish's powerful presence temporarily forced Constantine and Doom back.
"Even though Kamar-Taj no longer has the Ancient One, Constantine and Doom are both strong. Especially when they gain the full support of Kamar-Taj's power, their combined strength exceeds mine..."
"Who are you?" Satannish ignored Daulte's explanation, his gaze fixed on a spot in the void as he asked coldly. "Have you been waiting for me? Now that I'm here, why don't you come out?"
"I accidentally leaked my fighting intent, and you noticed it," said Robert, shaking his head slowly as he revealed himself with a smile. "I wasn't particularly waiting for you. I didn't expect a Hell Lord to be backed by another Hell Lord. That makes you rather unique in the Hell Dimension..."
"No wonder this Hell Lord, despite not being weak, has so little control over the dimension's core power. It seems his life and freedom are in your hands, which means he doesn't even have his own territory, right?"
Robert initially thought it might be difficult to kill Daulte, but now, seeing that Daulte had no real domain of his own, it wouldn't be too hard after all.
"Saiyan!" Satannish's expression darkened as he recognized Robert. After Robert's previous rampage through the Hell Dimension, his reputation had skyrocketed. Moreover, with many dimensions probing Earth after Clark's incident, Robert had risen to become Earth's new protector, his fame rivalling the now-absent Ancient One.
"So, it was you who destroyed my arrangements at Kamar-Taj?" Satannish's aura surged, clearly displeased as he stared at Robert.
"Pretty much. What? You can attack Earth, but I'm not allowed to break your plans?" Robert scoffed, his tone mocking. "In that case, maybe I'll pay a visit to your domain and cause some trouble. How about that?"
"I may have set some traps, but they didn't interfere with Earth's normal operation. Those Earthlings are destined for the Hell Dimension after death anyway. I was merely refining their souls!" Satannish's pupils shrank. None of the Hell Lords had been able to crack Robert's power or his instant movement. If Robert really caused havoc in his domain, Satannish had no way to stop him.
Compared to the Ancient One, Satannish found Robert even more troublesome. At least the Ancient One wouldn't boldly rampage through the Hell Dimension like Robert. She mostly dealt with weaker realms.
"I don't care about your excuses. You attacked the Earth Dimension, so I'm going to wreck your plans!" Robert's eyes glinted with growing battle intent. "If you're not happy about it, you can fight me. If you win, you can do whatever you want."
"Fine! Let's see what other tricks you Saiyans have besides your teleportation!" Satannish's eyes flashed as he roared, his battle intent exploding in response to Robert's provocations.
But as soon as Satannish's voice fell, Robert vanished without a trace. His speed was so fast that even Satannish couldn't detect his movement—Robert was using instant transmission!
With a loud "bang," Robert appeared above Satannish's head, kicking him hard and sending him flying.
The dimensional space was a strange place, similar to outer space. There were no clear directions, just endless void in every direction, with no boundaries.
Unlike the universe, however, there were no celestial bodies or physical objects in this space. Every dimension existed on its own, with no physical entities like planets.
So, in this environment, Robert didn't have to worry about causing collateral damage during the fight. And though there were no obstacles to halt Satannish's flight, he quickly stopped himself, the wound on his head healing rapidly. Then, he charged at Robert again.
But just as Satannish approached, Robert vanished once more. Despite Satannish's improved reaction speed, Robert kicked him in the stomach—or rather, in his second face.
Earlier, Satannish had mocked Robert's instant transmission, so Robert decided to repeatedly humiliate him by landing hits on both of his faces at once.
"Damn it!" Satannish, having never suffered such a beating before, was furious. As he flew back, he unleashed a terrifying Hell Beam toward Robert.
Robert, who had initially planned to counter the attack, noticed Daulte, Doom, and Constantine fighting nearby again. He knew that if he and Satannish unleashed their full power, the destructive force would overwhelm everything around them.
Daulte's life didn't matter much, but Doom and Constantine were promising magicians who had grown significantly. If they died, Robert would be left to guard both the Earth Dimension and the material world by himself.
"You never learn, do you?" Robert shook his head, deciding not to directly confront Satannish's Hell Beam. He disappeared again.
"Dammit, Saiyan! Can't you do something else?!" Satannish raged. Despite adapting to Robert's speed, he couldn't stop Robert's relentless attacks.
Robert, however, had already begun his attacks before teleporting. When he appeared in front of Satannish, the blow was already at full strength.
Satannish had no such advantage. Even though he saw the attack coming, he could only react in time to block it. This difference in their timing put Satannish at a severe disadvantage, leaving him increasingly frustrated.
Suddenly, Robert raised an eyebrow as the surrounding space began to solidify. Satannish had some control over spatial power and was trying to restrict Robert's movement.
But Robert's instant transmission, a technique from another world, was a bug in the system. Just as healing magic bypasses the authority of death, Robert's teleportation ignored spatial restrictions. He immediately teleported again, following up with another attack on Satannish.
"What kind of spatial magic is this? Why doesn't it interact with my spatial pressure? If there's no resistance, how does he keep appearing in front of me? Even if it's pure speed, he should be affected by my spatial suppression..." Satannish couldn't understand what was happening. He had no answer as Robert repeatedly sent him flying.
It wasn't until Robert had pushed Satannish far enough away from Daulte, Doom, and Constantine that he finally stopped.
Robert gathered a massive energy wave in his hand and fired it at Satannish, bringing him back to his senses.
"Huh? He's stopped teleporting? So, he's just trying to keep me away from Constantine and the others?" Satannish quickly guessed Robert's intentions. His eyes glinted as he thought, "If you've given up your advantage to fight me directly, then I'll show you the true power of a Hell Lord!"
Satannish gathered a terrifying electric energy in his hands and fired it at Robert's energy wave.
When the two energies collided, there was no gradual depletion. They immediately exploded in a terrifying blast.
Had this battle taken place on Earth, the planet wouldn't have been able to withstand the full-powered attacks of Robert and Satannish. Robert loved fighting in this dimension because, unlike Earth, it didn't limit his abilities.
"Where does this Saiyan's energy come from? It's so pure and destructive!" Satannish muttered to himself, feeling the immense power of the explosion.
"Getting distracted during a fight is a bad habit, especially when you know I can teleport!" Robert appeared in front of Satannish again, giving him a chance to refocus before launching his next attack.
With a loud "bang," Satannish managed to block Robert's punch in time. Their fists collided.
However, even though Satannish reacted, and his fists were much larger than Robert's, he couldn't overpower him. Instead, Robert's punch sent him stumbling backward.
Though getting pushed back was better than being knocked flying, the fact that Satannish was still forced back, despite preparing himself, proved one thing—Satannish's raw power couldn't match Robert's!
"His strength is terrifying! Where did this Saiyan come from?" Satannish ro
ared, firing another Hell Beam to push Robert away, only to see Robert punch the beam aside. Robert's fist continued forward, smashing into Satannish's mouth and shattering his jagged teeth.
"I told you not to get distracted in a fight. You're already weak, and you still dare lose focus? Do you want to die here today?" Robert growled, his face full of displeasure as he stared at Satannish.
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