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    Date- 13 April 2321


    Time- 10:011


    Location- Southern Region, Southern Capital


    "Destruction ray," Belphegor roared andunched a beam made from his annihtion rule power, aimed directly at Wyatt.


    Wyatt effortlessly dodged the ray, and Belphegor watched in frustration as his powerful annihtion ray tore open space, having missed its target and vanished into the boundless void.


    Infuriated by Wyatt''s nimble movements and apparent ease in dodging his attacks, Belphegor taunted him, asking, "How long do you think you will be able to keep avoiding my strikes?" His words hinted that he believed Wyatt would eventually grow tired or careless.


    "How long do you n to keep missing?" Wyatt shot back, jokingly suggesting that with Belphegor''s poor aim, he didn''t have to worry about dodging the attacks since they would never hit him.


    In the presence of the portal to the dark realm Belphegor, at the peak of his power, was astonished to find that Wyatt was not only able to hold his own against him but also seemed to be thriving. The realization dawned on the devil that Wyatt''s strength was not lying dormant previously; rather, he had honed his mastery of the celestial attraction and repulsion force.


    This particr force was a fundamental energy that guided the movements and interactions of heavenly bodies, and Wyatt had be so adept at manipting it that he was able to bridge the gap in their power. His efficiency and finesse with this celestial force allowed him to maneuver and respond to Belphegor''s attacks with grace and ease that seemed almost otherworldly. It was as if Wyatt was dancing with the card world itself, using its forces to his advantage, and Belphegor could not help but be both impressed and frustrated by this unexpected disy of skill.


    "Come on, Belphegor. Don''t tell me this is the best you can do at the peak of your power. If yes, then I am disappointed," Wyatt taunted, his voice dripping with both amusement and challenge.


    As he spoke, his body moved with a fluid grace, each motion rippling with a force that seemed to echo the very might of the world itself. His movements were mesmerizing, but eventually, it became unclear whether Wyatt was moving within the world or if the world was bending and shifting to his will. His every move, every step, was imbued with a devastating power, resonating in perfect harmony with the world around him.


    Wyatt''s physical and spiritual synchronization with the world had deepened to a level that transcended mere understanding. It was as if he had be one with the world, all elements converging and flowing through him, amplifying his strength, his mind, his very essence. The power coursing through him was intoxicating, and he reveled in it, his eyes alight with the thrill of the battle and the undeniable connection he had forged with the world itself.


    "Hahaha, Annihtion Explosion!" Belphegor''s response to Wyatt''s taunt was augh filled with eerie madness, a sound that seemed to reverberate with chaos and malice. As he neared Wyatt, his body began to exude a palpable, sinister energy, a force resonating with the very essence of annihtion rule power itself.


    Wyatt, sensing the dark and terrifying Annihtion rule power emanating from Belphegor, immediately enveloped his body in the repulsive force of the world, a protective barrier designed to repel anything the devil might hurl at him. His eyes narrowed, his senses heightened, and Wyatt braced for the onught.


    Soon, Belphegor''s body erupted in a small but potent explosion of Annihtion rule power, a burst of energy so intense and destructive that it threatened to consume everything within its wide area of effect. It was as if a dark void had opened, its maw gaping, ready to swallow all that dared to stand in its way.


    Wyatt''s celestial repulsion barrier quivered and strained against the might of the explosion, a thin line of defense in the face of a force that sought to obliterate everything it touched. The barrier struggled, flickering like a candle in a storm, its very existence seeming to waver under the relentless pressure of the Annihtion rule power. But in the face of Annihtion, its struggle was meaningless, a futile attempt to hold back the inevitable.


    There was a profound and ominous reason why Belphegor had refrained from using the Annihtion rule power previously. This power was not merely destructive; it was the embodiment of obliteration, an absolute force that eradicated anything and everything that dared toe into contact with it. It did not discriminate, it did not distinguish; it simply sent all that it touched into the abyss of nothingness.


    To wield such a cataclysmic force required Belphegor to be at his absolute peak, to summon the very pure essence of annihtion rule power. Even now, Belphegor would not have dared to call upon the Annihtion Explosion were it not for Wyatt''s taunt.


    As the explosion rippled through the air, its destructive force radiating outward, Belphegor''s eyes reflected with wild and untamed pain coursing across his body. Even if the Annihtion rule power was his to wield, In front of it his essence, his very soulid bare and vulnerable.


    In a moment of rage, Belphegor used his body as an Annihtion conduit, to catch Wyatt in an Annihtion Explosion. But at what cost? As long as Wyatt''s physical body was dead or was rendered unable to fight it was all worth it.


    The celestial repulsive force enveloping Wyatt in a protective shell was easily breached by the annihtion force and reached his body. At that moment the eleven pairs of arms and head floating behind Wyatt vanished as his main body was obliterated.


    Agony who was about to summon her Unranked Hell Undead Agony upon the card world once again, felt a strong presence suddenly appear behind her without any sound or warning. Before she could react 10 pairs of hands restrained her. From the corner of her eyes, she saw that presence behind her was a 7-foot-tall Wyatt with ten identical heads floating behind him.


    Wyatt sacrificed one of his 12 bodies to create an illusion depicting that he had died to deceive Belphegor while he left for a second to seal Agony. Then he used the additional effect of his gigamite physique to appear behind Agony. Soon one of his eleven bodies became the main body while his remaining ten floating arms restrained Agony.


    "SSS-rank Cursed Blood Seal"


    The ten pairs of arms of Wyatt restraining Agony suddenly morphed into cursed blood and entered her body through the pores. Dark red tattoos formed on Agony''s body as the SSS-rank cursed blood seal sealed her physically and spiritually for good.Storing the sealed Agony in one of his storage cards, Wyatt yelled at the demigods, "Retreat to the Royal pce grounds. NOW!"