The person most worried about the White Demon's death wasn't Tony Stark or Nick Fury—it was Eddie Brock, perched on another skyscraper, filming the chaos below.
Seeing the White Demon in a perceived crisis, Eddie felt a surge of desperation. If he had the strength, he would have jumped down to save him himself!
"Damn it, damn it! The White Demon can't fall here!"
Everything Eddie had achieved was built on the legend of the White Demon. If the Demon fell from grace or died, Eddie's reports would lose their value, his promotion would vanish, and he'd lose his newfound status.
"No, keep going, White Demon! You're the strongest!" In that moment, the future Venom became the White Demon's number one fan.
In the center of the battlefield, Hulk and Abomination were raining blows upon Aurelius Viremont. The mere shockwaves from their frantic punching shattered the surrounding concrete.
But Aurelius Viremont, the focus of everyone's anxiety, felt no tension at all. He rubbed his chin again and looked up at the sky.
"Seven consecutive Black Flashes... I must have broken the record for the most consecutive uses in the Jujutsu Kaisen world."
He stretched, looked at the two snarling green beasts flanking him, and flashed a brilliant smile.
"It's time to end this."
Abomination laughed mockingly. "Yeah, it is. Once I break that shell of yours, I'm going to snap every single bone in your body one by one!"
"Is that so?" Aurelius Viremont gave Abomination a kind, gentle smile. "That sounds lovely."
Suddenly, Abomination saw the White Demon extend his index finger toward him. A terrible premonition flared in his mind—memories of the first news report about the White Demon began to surface!
Recalling the description of the terrifying black-red singularity, Abomination immediately tried to retreat. Based on the reports, that attack required a period of charging and stabilization. With his speed, he was certain he could dodge it.
But to his absolute horror, the black-red singularity formed in the blink of an eye, hovering at the tip of the White Demon's finger, ready to fire!
"Why is it so fast?!" he screamed internally in despair.
With his integration at 40% and the acquisition of Cursed Technique Reversal: Red, the technique that had once been so difficult to use was now second nature. Through the application of the Reverse Cursed Technique, his cursed energy was converted into positive energy, flowing perfectly through his body to manifest at his fingertip.
Aurelius Viremont's expression turned cold. "Cursed Technique Reversal: Red."
The singularity erupted, unleashing an infinite repulsive force! This time, there was no wasted energy; every drop of power was funneled into the repulsion.
BOOM!
Abomination tried to dodge, but he couldn't escape the lock of the Six Eyes. The singularity slammed into his chest. Facing a force comparable to a miniature supernova, he had zero resistance and was sent flying backward!
Everything in Abomination's path was obliterated as if struck by a hurricane. He was a projectile of pure destruction, turning everything he hit into dust.
In the distance, one of Tony's remote-controlled Mark armors happened to be in the flight path. Upon impact, the titanium alloy suit simply disintegrated, shredded in a fraction of a second.
Finally, Abomination slammed into a reinforced wall. His nearly indestructible body could no longer hold; the black-red singularity punched straight through his chest, spraying green blood everywhere!
Even after piercing Abomination, the singularity continued forward with terrifying momentum, carving a massive trench several kilometers long—a scar deep into the bone of prosperous New York City.
Hulk stared blankly at the scene. Kilometers away, his rival lay groaning, on the brink of death. The opponent who had just pinned him... defeated in a single move?
Then, Hulk saw the terrifying White Demon turn and smile at him. Aurelius Viremont extended that same slender, seemingly harmless index finger toward him, just as he had with Abomination.
"NO!"
For the first time, Hulk tasted the fear of being dominated. He let out a desperate roar, and his body began to shrink. The green faded from his skin until he transformed back into a middle-aged man lying unconscious on the ground.
Aurelius Viremont let out a tsk. "Boring."
He pulled out the high-tech phone Tony had bought for him. As he walked toward the dying Abomination, he dialed Nick Fury.
"Director Fury, do you collect mutant monsters? Yeah, they're pretty strong. They should be great for research."
Through the satellite feed, Nick Fury had seen it all. He had seen Abomination—who had shrugged off modern tank shells and decimated elite troops—beaten into a pulp with a single strike. He had seen the unstoppable Hulk scared back into human form by a simple smile.
This is a Level 5 Mutant? Or is this just the White Demon?
Fury answered the phone in a daze. Aurelius Viremont had to repeat himself several times before the director snapped out of his shock. "I'll take them! I'll take them! How much do you want?"
"One hundred million each. I think they're worth the price."
"Deal!"
Atop the skyscraper, Tony Stark stared at the ruins of his destroyed Mark armor, speechless. The armor he had poured his soul into, his pride as Iron Man, had been destroyed like a toy. Was the gap between him and Aurelius Viremont really this wide?
He looked toward the center of the battlefield. In the middle of the kilometer-long trench, the young man was casually dragging the massive body of a monster toward the unconscious Bruce Banner.
Sensing Tony's gaze, the white-haired youth looked up through the distance and gave him a bright, sunny smile.
At the same time, Aurelius Viremont, who had been maintaining the Limitless for a record amount of time, heard the system's chime:
[Limitless Technique XP +1]
[Congratulations! Limitless Technique has leveled up!]