Marvel : Godly Lottery System

Zane originally thought they were also spectral beings, but after the big-headed ghost soldiers burned to death, he realized they only emitted a wisp of faint black smoke before dissipating completely.

Carrying his death scythe, which had yet to find much use, Zane shook his black skeletal frame disdainfully.

At that moment, the Ten Kings of Hell, who had become isolated at the rear, lined up in a row midair.

Seizing the opportunity while Zane adjusted his stance, they darted forward like arrows released from a bow.

Smack!

[Amaterasu]

Gripping the end of the scythe's handle tightly with both hands, Zane raised it high, and in an instant, roaring black flames engulfed the blade. 

Then, he leapt into the air, holding the weapon like a basketball about to be slammed into the hoop. With this motion, he aimed a devastating slash at the burly King of Yama rushing straight toward him in the center of the formation. 

Whoosh!

To his utter disbelief, the precision strike, calculated with his Sharingan to predict trajectory shifts, missed entirely. 

Quickly looking up, Zane realized that the King of Yama, originally in the center, had somehow shifted to the back, where the King of Samsara once stood. 

Meanwhile, the King of Samsara and the other Kings had completely vanished.

Zane gazed at the panting King of Yama across from him and muttered to himself, "A ten-in-one fusion?"

At that moment, the scorched remains of the big-headed ghost soldiers Zane had incinerated with Amaterasu suddenly erupted into dense black smoke, which rushed into the King of Yama's body.

Immediately after, Zane noticed the King of Yama's energy growing increasingly potent, as if his dimensional level had risen by an entire tier.

"The Ten Kings of Hell!"

Letting out a sudden battle cry, the rejuvenated King of Yama split into a total of ten identical figures radiating from his position. 

However, this time, the figures were no longer the other Kings of Hell but clones of himself. 

The only distinction among them was the variety of weapons each clone wielded.

"All Things, All Forms!"

Before Zane could process the situation, the ten identical figures surrounded him, positioning themselves in every direction — front, back, left, right, even above and below.

"Hell's Gate Opens!"

A black halo materialized behind each of the ten Yamas, their weapons aimed squarely at Zane trapped in the middle. 

They unleashed a dazzling burst of energy that transformed into ten glowing swastikas, resembling sealing talismans, which locked the surrounding space-time around Zane.

The next thing Zane knew, he was immobilized, tightly bound like a dumpling, along with the massive skeletal framework of his tengu form. 

"Didn't you say Hell has no gates? 

"Well, didn't I just barge in?" 

Boom!

The triangular pupils in Zane's eyes spun wildly.

Suddenly, he rapidly reverted to his normal size, and his [Susano] armor disappeared with him.

In that instant, his bound body twisted into a swirling vortex and vanished.

[Mangekyō Sharingan!

Swish!

The Ten Kings hurriedly re-merged into a single entity, instinctively recalling their dispersed power, unsure of what had just happened to Zane.

At that moment, the King of Yama felt a sudden chill at his back, and cold sweat poured down his face.

Before he could react, his eyes bulged in shock as he saw a sharp scythe piercing clean through his abdomen from behind.

At this moment, Zane had returned to his normal Earth height, approximately 1.85 meters. 

Meanwhile, the King of Yama, whose massive form towered over a kilometer tall, was pierced through the abdomen by Zane's elongated scythe and hoisted high above his head. 

It was as if a small child had lifted a giant cured pig, the disproportionate sight utterly absurd. 

With a light twist of Zane's wrist, the razor-sharp blade of the scythe shredded the King of Yama into a pulverized mess, instantly reducing him to a wisp of black smoke that dissipated into nothingness.

Frowning slightly, Zane gave his black scythe a vigorous shake, as if to clean it. In his other hand, seemingly out of nowhere, he held a steaming hot dog with a big bite already taken out of it. 

"Delicious!" he remarked, savoring the taste. 

"When I got here, I swore I wouldn't use the [100% Lucky Charm]." 

"But if I hadn't, there's no way I'd have struck that annoying big ghost's weak spot so easily." 

Taking another bite of the freshly-made hot dog wrapped with sizzling red bacon, Zane casually stepped onto the massive dark star that the King of Yama had previously occupied. 

Standing there like an ordinary human gazing at the stars, he looked up at the pitch-black expanse of the [Netherworld Ghost Domain] with curiosity, his tone slightly teasing: 

"So, are you all not coming at me yet? I'm eating a hot dog right now—this is your golden opportunity to take me out!" 

"Let me warn you, I eat hot dogs very quickly. If you hesitate, you'll miss your chance…" 

As he spoke, Zane's body suddenly radiated dazzling beams of light, illuminating the entire dark realm. 

The surrounding celestial bodies, previously shrouded in shadows, were revealed once more in brilliant clarity. 

With the eruption of this light, a towering black beam shot up from the farthest reaches of the Netherworld Ghost Domain, like a colossal eraser attempting to erase Zane's luminous energy. 

However, Zane's light seemed almost alive, mischievously dodging the black beam's pursuit, with every fragment escaping unscathed. 

"Interesting…" 

From a mist-covered star came a sharp, angry screech: 

"What are you all standing around for?!" 

"Didn't you hear the enemy openly mocking you?" 

"As my 'Reaper Legion,' can't you be a bit more alert?" 

Boom!

The misty star trembled violently, and nearly a hundred small black stars beneath it melted as if burned by intense flames. 

The molten black liquid dripped into the bubbling waters of the River Styx below. 

"Your orders, goddess! We were only blinded for a moment by that boy's light but have now recovered." 

"Now, we shall fulfill your will and slaughter this insolent troublemaker!" 

A sinister, chilling voice emanated from one of the black stars. 

With that, the star, along with a cluster of slightly smaller stars surrounding it, rapidly advanced toward Zane's position. 

A cacophony of deafening booms erupted. 

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, the black stars of the [Netherworld Ghost Domain] surged like a relentless tide, converging toward the star Zane occupied, enclosing it layer by layer. 

To Zane, the incoming swarm of dark celestial bodies resembled an apocalyptic plague of locusts, an overwhelming sea of blackness descending upon him. 

Suddenly, from the enormous black star that had spoken earlier, a gigantic hand with five fingers, each tipped with unnaturally long, razor-sharp claws, extended into the sky. 

It hovered above Zane's star, poised to grasp it like a toy ball. 

Simultaneously, ten other leading black stars of similar size transformed into their own formidable forms. 

One, with ten serpent heads, lashed out vivid crimson tongues in unison. Its massive, writhing heads rose high into the air, striking down toward Zane's position like enormous, venomous flails. 

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