David Vexley's firm footsteps echoed in the halls of the Nova Vexley palace, leaving behind the military bustle of the control room. Outside, the roar of combat helicopter rotors and the clatter of tank treads began to shatter the silence of the night. Isabella and Franky had mobilized to rally thousands of elite troops, preparing an armada to cross the globe toward the Middle Eastern desert.However, before David stepped onto the battlefield of slaughter, he had one battle to win first: the battle within himself.The pure wrath radiating from Satan had turned the sky to blood. The energy of Wrath was a poison that gnawed at sanity. If David went forward with an empty heart or filled with the same hatred, he would be swallowed by his enemy's power. To extinguish the fires of hell, he did not need more fire. He needed an ocean. He needed the pure essence of Eros—Love, Desire, and Devotion.David opened the double doors to the master bedroom.Inside,

"Good," David continued, his voice cold as ice amidst the burning hell. "I needed some morning exercise."Hearing that provocation, Satan did not reply with words. The Avatar of Wrath responded in the language he understood best: Absolute violence.The four-meter-tall giant bent his knees, which were encased in frozen lava, and leaped. The push of his legs was so tremendous it created a ten-meter-wide crater, throwing tons of sand into the air. Satan soared into the red sky, blocking out the sun, swinging his double-bladed battle axe cloaked in black fire straight toward David's head."Die, Insect!" Satan roared, his voice breaking the sound barrier.David did not shift an inch. He tightened his grip on the shadow Greatsword in his right hand, channeling pure Lust energy to condense his Avatar muscles until they were as hard as diamond.David swung his sword upward, meeting the giant axe.CRASH!The collision of the two cosmic weapons

Satan's severed right hand flew into the air, spurting a fountain of pitch-black blood that directly showered David Vexley's face. The blood hissed as it hit David's skin, but the Avatar did not blink at all. A savage smile of victory remained carved on his ruined face.The giant severed arm fell with a heavy thud, crashing onto the expanse of glass sand with a loud cracking sound. The black fire battle axe still in its grip extinguished instantly, turning into cracked scrap iron.Satan screamed. The scream was no longer the proud roar of a war god, but the horrified shriek of a beast that had suddenly lost its fangs.The moment the Ring of Wrath was severed from his bloodstream, a horrifying anomaly occurred in Satan's body. His four-meter-tall giant body began to tremble violently. His muscles, swollen by hatred, suddenly deflated like a pierced balloon. The hot steam that had enveloped his red skin evaporated completely. Within a dozen seconds, the giant's po

"The Avatar Belphegor has captured his soul. If he does not wake up within twenty-four hours... his physical body will forget how to breathe, and he will never open his eyes again."Mei Lin's words still hung in the stuffy air of the medical tent. The monitor screen beeped monotonously, displaying David Vexley's increasingly slowing heartbeat.Elena stared at her husband's deathly pale face. Her tears had dried, replaced by a sharp glint of determination."No. I will not let him die in his sleep," Elena said, turning her body to face the others. "We have to wake him up.""But how, El?" Isabella asked in frustration. Her hands tightly gripped her short-barreled rifle. "We can't shoot a ghost inside a dream! If my bullets could pierce the subconscious, I would have blown that lazy demon's head off a long time ago!""Isabella is right, Lady Elena," Madame Wu chimed in while continuing to check the acupuncture needles on David's forehead. "This is a me

David's breath roared. The primal hunger that had just stung his stomach made his vision blur for a moment, but he gritted his teeth and forced that savage instinct back into the depths of his soul."Boss? Your face is so pale," Isabella touched David's arm anxiously.David raised his right hand. On his ring finger, the pale blue ring he had obtained from the dream realm earlier began to flicker, its form becoming translucent like a hologram running out of signal."This is not over," David said with a hoarse voice. He endured the cramps in his stomach. "I only killed his consciousness in the astral realm. This ring is not yet real. As long as Belphegor's physical body is still breathing somewhere, his true ring is still bound to him.""Then what is the effect on you?" Elena asked in panic, seeing her husband breaking out in a cold sweat.Asmodeus's voice echoed inside David's head. "Without its physical ring, the balance of your sins is destroyed,