Chapter 4: The Sorcerer Supreme

Mephisto remained unfazed, showing his contempt for everyone. Being the shameless devil of hell, he had no qualms about destroying what he couldn't possess, rather than letting others have it.

Harming others while protecting oneself was second nature to demons.

As Mephisto finished speaking, a circle of golden sparks materialized in front of Andrew.

The circle expanded rapidly, revealing a figure cloaked in yellow behind it.

"The Sorcerer Supreme?"

Andrew gasped, quickly gathering the power of the Black Heart Demon into a black ball and launching it towards the spatial portal.

With a bang, the black ball exploded upon reaching the portal, causing it to collapse instantly.

Just as Andrew breathed a sigh of relief, sparks enveloped him once again, spinning even faster than before.

Out of the portal emerged a figure with gray hair and a grim countenance. Seeing this figure, Andrew felt relieved—it wasn't the Ancient One but her eldest disciple, Kaecilius.

Mephisto shouted dissatisfied, "Why hasn't the Ancient One come?"

"Does the Sorcerer Supreme need to explain her actions to you?"

Kaecilius glanced at Mephisto, conjuring a magic whip to attack Andrew. At that moment, a chain of burning flames came hurtling towards him.

Kaecilius hastily swung his magic whip, deflecting the fiery chain, which crashed into a nearby stone pillar with a loud bang, scattering rubble in all directions.

Mephisto shouted angrily, "Ghost Rider, what are you doing?"

"Roxanne is in danger," Johnny replied.

As he spoke, Johnny unleashed another wave of flames at Kaecilius. The Wind Demon had informed him that if the Hell Lord encountered any harm, Roxanne would die.

Roxanne was his beloved, and he would never allow anything to happen to her.

Mephisto seethed with rage.

You dare defy me at this crucial moment?

Unfortunately for Mephisto, Johnny possessed a unique Spirit of Vengeance that couldn't be stripped away.

In fact, Mephisto couldn't do anything at that moment, which only fueled his frustration.

"Get out of the way!"

Kaecilius swung his magic whip, shattering the surrounding hellfire.

Then, he formed a circle with his hand, instantly creating a glowing circle under Johnny's feet, causing him to uncontrollably plummet into it.

But just in time, the Wind Demon swooped in, scooping up Johnny and hurling him forcefully at Kaecilius.

Kaecilius swiftly chanted a spell, conjuring a glass-like barrier out of thin air.

Johnny crashed into the barrier, causing it to shatter, and he tumbled to the ground.

Kaecilius attempted to enclose Johnny within the barrier, but at that moment, a surge of red flame surged into Johnny's body.

Johnny let out a roar as flames engulfed him, breaking through the barrier with a powerful punch, dissipating into a swarm of fiery butterflies.

However, it was Andrew who had transmitted the power of the Spirit of Vengeance to Johnny, empowering him. Now, Johnny and the Wind Demon teamed up to fight Kaecilius.

"Spirit of Vengeance? You not only stole my contract but also my Spirit of Vengeance?"

Mephisto seethed with anger, bordering on madness.

Andrew paid him no attention.

As the final soul merged with him, the Little Hell was on the verge of completion.

"Haha, it worked!" Andrew rejoiced.

But just then, everything around him froze, as if someone had pressed the pause button in a movie. Whether it was the peculiar Johnny, the enraged Mephisto, or the elated Andrew, all stood frozen in place.

"Time suspension! Did the Ancient One do this intentionally?" Andrew's consciousness, as the Lord of Hell, remained unaffected.

[Translator's note: I'm not sure how this works.]

He cursed inwardly with his mental power. If the Ancient One hadn't stopped him sooner or later, why did she choose to do so just as he was about to succeed? It was clearly a deliberate ploy.

In that moment, Andrew found himself in an ancient hall, with a beautiful flower blooming before his eyes.

A bald woman in a yellow robe sat quietly, holding a fan. There was no doubt that she was the Sorcerer Supreme, the Ancient One, who terrified countless demon gods.

The Sorcerer Supreme raised her hand and addressed Andrew, "Please have a seat, the new Lord of Hell."

Andrew glanced at her and burst into laughter. He sat down in front of her and said, "By suspending time at the last moment and inviting me into this illusion, Sorcerer Supreme, are you seeking a negotiation?" [Translator's note: get it (^_~)]

The Ancient One didn't give him a direct answer. She gazed at Andrew with eyes that seemed to penetrate everything and said, "You are truly unique."

He continued, "You mean I'm exceptionally handsome?"

The Ancient One smiled faintly and replied, "Perhaps that's what it means!"

Andrew's forehead creased with frustration. "Sorcerer Supreme, tell me, what are your conditions? Don't go overboard. my little Hell is on the verge of completion. If I wanted, I could destroy everything. You should know that I have nothing to lose, thus I am fearless."

"You are indeed fearless," the Ancient One said. "Not only are you special, but this world is also extraordinary."

Andrew inquired, "What makes it so special?"

The Ancient One raised her fan slightly, conjuring a magical light curtain. Inside the curtain, a bald man in a wheelchair was lecturing a group of students.

Andrew narrowed his eyes. "Is that Professor Charles?"

"Mutants did not exist a year ago. Suddenly, they appeared out of nowhere, and everyone accepted their existence as normal. Only a few sensed that something was amiss."

The Ancient One explained, "Similar situations have occurred four times this year, indicating that four worlds have merged into this one. The mutants, the world of Ghost Rider, and many others emerged following the merging of worlds."

"Worlds merging?" Andrew grew increasingly astonished. The Ancient One nodded, stating, "Yes, world fusion. I have been seeking the truth but found no answers. The only certainty is that world fusion is not yet complete and will continue."

"No one knows what will happen to this world in the future. You are truly unique. Therefore, I can allow you to retain your Little Hell, but I have two conditions."

"Let's hear them. Be clear upfront. I will only accept reasonable conditions," Andrew replied.

The Ancient One nodded and said, "You cannot cause large-scale harm to humanity, and you must refrain from actions that could potentially destroy humanity."

"Am I a Demon King seeking to exterminate humanity?... Well, I am indeed a Demon King," Andrew responded. "Don't worry, even without your conditions, I wouldn't do such things."

Shaking her head, the Ancient One added, "Furthermore, after establishing this Hell, your realm will be connected to Earth. If Earth is destroyed, your Hell will be affected to some extent."

"To some extent?" Andrew's eyes narrowed as he asked, "Sorcerer Supreme, are you secretly doing something?"

"If I were to intervene, it would have more than just some extent of impact," the Ancient One stated. "Secondly, you are prohibited from forcibly collecting souls through violence. You can only obtain souls through contracts, where individuals willingly offer their souls, similar to Mephisto.".