Kapitel 971: 3 Wishes

While Jon was occupied with Cross, a sword was shoved through his chest. Jon puked up some black and red blood that glowed. This was the work of Akashi. Jon tried to drive his elbow into Akashiri's stomach. However, Akashiri easily parried the attack, stabbing Jon in the neck. When the sharp strands of hair loosened up from around his body, Cross ripped off the strands with ease, headbutting Jon into the rubble of his mansion. A giant smoke cloud rose into the air. Jon jumped out of the rubble with blood all over his face. " You all are inferior to me!" " I feed on your pain and fear!" Jon's power was rapidly rising. His long black hair began growing longer and longer. His long black hair turned into a giant fist that was directed towards Cross. Before the giant fist made of hair came towards Cross, Akashiri leaped into the air, slicing the giant fist made of hair to pieces. He then sliced the air, making a red sword beam fly out of his sword. Jon grabbed the sword beam with his hands, bitting it to pieces as if it was a rock crystal. Jon began snickering. As he opened his mouth, hot steaming air came out of his mouth like a geyser. Akashiri placed his sword into the way of the hot steaming air. The perfect parry was barely working. His clothes were being melted off his body. He quickly generated some of his true power around his body firing out a giant ice spike at Jon. Jon grabbed the giant ice spike, crushing it with his left hand. Orion managed to place him in a tight headlock, choking him with all of his power. Cross leaped into the air, repeatedly punching him with powerful crushing blows. Akashiri appeared above Cross, driving his sword in his neck yet again. Jon was howling in pain. As he was about to pass out, he overpowered Orion's headlock, and everyone else, releasing out his powerful aura like a shockwave. Blood was all over his body. He collapsed on his knees looking at his blood-drenched hands. " No." No." No!!!!!!' I won't allow myself to be defeated by some fucking useless, worthless pigs!!" I need more power!!" As Jon began holding his head, he heard a dark distorted voice in his head. " You want more power don't you?" Who the fuck are you?" The voice instantly answered. My name's The Chameleon, a superior demon of hell that loves that grant any 3 wishes far beyond their dreams and nightmares. " Why the fuck should I trust you?" The Chameleon began laughing. " You are right. You shouldn't trust me." But hear this." " If you don't do something quickly, today will be the day you will die. " Now what will you do?" Jon thought about The Chameleon's offer. Deal." The Chameleon began laughing. " I am glad you would like to do business with me." ' You won't regret it."