Cocytus the demon-glacier had the Super Wizard From Space engulfed in its icy grasp, forever to be a frozen prisoner of the ninth circle of Hell. Meanwhile the victorious Devil stood atop the massive field of ice, grateful to be back home.
The Devil tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and just basked in the warmth of the burning red hell-skies. It had been so long since he had stood and just appreciated his realm, let the hell-sun's light fall on him and let the hell-breeze flow over him. The last time he had stood on hell-ground, he had been unappreciative and spiteful, running away from his hell-responsibilities to experience the thrills of crime-fighting in the mortal world. { Diabolical Devilman #1 }
Now he would fight tooth and claw before anyone forced him out.
His peaceful moment was interrupted by a sense of discomfort from the frozen mass beneath his feet. The demon-glacier was shifting slightly. It was in pain. Deep in the dirty, opaque ice, the Devil could see a pinprick of light, a faint glow within the frozen darkness.
Then the pinprick grew. And grew. And became a ball of starlight, beams of yellow heat refracting and radiating through the ice floe's structure. Cracks appeared across the surface.
With an eruption of solar power, the glacier burst, building-sized chunks of ice and stone hurtled across the plain. The demon-glacier's cry was drowned out by the ferocious booms and smashes of landscape crashing down on landscape.
Climbing out of the newly formed ice-canyon, the Super Wizard From Space still glowed with the burning star-power within him.
"You've killed Cocytus!" cried the Devil.
"Dropping us both into Hell may have restored your full power, but it has not reduced mine in the slightest." The Super Wizard From Space wiped mud and gravel from his sight, his eyes meeting the Devil's straight on. "Your frozen lake could not hold me."
"Perhaps not, but there are others who are willing to try." Pointing his pitchfork upwards, the hell-sky darkened, red lightning crackling across the new blackness. The Devil shouted against the roar, "from it's perch on the violence-cliffs overlooking the hell-ditches of the malebolge, I call upon the giant-beast... Geryon!"
The black hell-clouds parted and crawling down from the vast pit above them came a monstrous dragon-shaped creature. It clung to the sky with it's lion paws, it's talons dug into the top of the world. With a twisted, hate filled face of a bearded man, it hissed, poisonous spittle raining down on the broken field.
"Get him!" commanded the Devil, pointing his pitchfork at the Super Wizard From Space.
Geryon bellowed out a terrible growl and pounced from the sky down, great leathery wings beating the air with deafening drumfire. The Super Wizard From Space bent his knees a moment, clenched his fists, and then leap into the air, flying at the dragon-beast in a streak of pale light.
The bearded face of the monster took in a great breath and then expelled a torrent of vile green poison at the figure racing at it. Bringing both hands up in front of him, palms upwards, the Super Wizard From Space pushed up hard and faster, the pale light spiralling up in front of him like the tip of a rifle bullet. The green liquid poison split on the point, the lit wizard cutting through the substance like an arrow through a sheet of paper.
As the wizard cleared the poisonous assault, the huge wings pumped stopping the giant-beast in mid plunge and it swatted the blue insect with one of it's massive paws. The pale light cocoon shattered like glass but the wizard grasped the taloned paw. The monster howled, shaking it's leg trying to dislodge him, but the wizard held his grip, crawling up the appendage using the lion fur as his handholds.
When he reached the joint where the scales started, he hugged the leg as much as he could, bracing his feet on the shin, and with a heave of his star-powered strength, twisted until he heard a crunch of broken hell-bone.
The creature howled in pain, flailing chaotically. The Super Wizard From Space glided away, above the giant dragon-body. He pointed at it's wings, one straight index finger at each of them, and a blue beam raced from the tips. The leathery appendages suddenly shrunk in size. Half, then half again, and then half again.
The anger-filled eyes of the bearded face widened in confusion as it suddenly could not keep itself in the air. Slowly at first, but then gaining speed, it's weight caused it to plummet out of the hell-sky.
The Devil had to scamper out of the way as his giant-beast crashed onto the ice plain with a shaking hell-quake. It kicked with it's hind legs, turning onto it's remaining good paws and glared up at the blue-clad speck, roaring out an animal hell-challenge.
The Super Wizard From Space dived straight down at the giant-beast, arms outstretched in front of him, using his own powered flight to increase his super-speed.
The giant-beast coiled it's dragon body, folded its small useless wings against its back. The bearded face narrowed its eyes like a cat; it whipped its tail a few times then, with a surprising burst of agility, it leapt up at the dropping wizard. Fanged mouth open. And salivating.
The wizard uncurled his fists and opened his palms downward flat. The pale light coiled around him, reforming the pointed cone.
With a sharp blast, the light-projectile entered the mouth, shredding the dragon-throat, bursting through the gigantic dragon-heart, drilling a fiery hole through the dragon-stomach, and exploding out the back end of the giant-beast. Geryon was dead before it realized it's meal had killed it.
It tumbled back down to the hard surface of the glacier again, it's weight causing the already weak ground to turn to a jagged shaking mess. The Devil cried out, falling over, losing his grip on his weapon, tossed about by hailing meat and bile and blood.
Two! Two hell-demons killed! He pushed a particularly large piece of dead dragon off him just as a blue boot kicked him across the jaw. The Devil went sprawling onto his back in a blast of pain.
When he opened his eyes, he only had a moment to recognize the pale star-glow of the super-champion crown. The Super Wizard From Space had the Devil's pitchfork, and he plunged it through the the Devil's abdomen.
"ARGH!"
"You were foolish to waste your resurrection trying to trap me," the Super Wizard From Hell said, pushing the prongs of the weapon through the Devil's hell-gut to the frozen ground under him.
Despite the hell-pain, the Devil lurched forward on the pitchfork, grabbing at the wizard's arms with his own clawed hands. "Not a trap," he spit out, "I was only the bait."
The prongs of the pitchfork flickered with hell-power and glacier crumbled underneath them, both falling through a second red mist. Caught off guard a second time, the Super Wizard From Space fell through an infinity while also not falling at all, the fresh new mist seeming to grab and yank at him, dragging him down past fourteen, sixteen, and eighteen sphere-like dimensions at a faster and faster speed. Sound was nonexistent, light was nonexistent, but he could feel the corpse of the demon-glacier, the red clay plains and black crags that trapped it in its pit, all of Hell that contained it whisked up, out and, away from him.
This time, when the world around him solidified and the ground came rushing up, the Super Wizard From Space was prepared. He caught himself, landing roughly on the balls of his feet, one hand flat in front of him for balance. The mist wavered away, revealing a gritty cobblestone road that lead to a fantastically massive fortress wall, infinite in length and height. Made of black iron and reinforced with ugly scratchy stone, he could make out where towers and ramparts jutted out illogically.
Directly in front of him, a huge wooden double-gate was creaking open with the screeching wrenching sound of two hundred screaming souls. It took long, drawn out moments for the impossibly heavy doors to scrape open enough to allow a single massive figure to march out.
The creature was monstrous in size, at least twice the wizard's own height. It had leathery red skin, two massive curled goat horns protruding from it's forehead, and burning yellow eyes that seems to spit out hell-sparks wherever they gazed. A twisted black circlet of thorns and razor wire hovered over it's cracked skull, glowing with a hateful darkness. The massive grin dribbled thick lava and the great cloven feet left smashed cracked magma as it walked toward him. It dragged a giant three-pronged pitchfork of gold, almost comically too large for even it's size though it managed it easily with a single clawed hand.
The hell-fire filled yellow eyes stared down at the impaled Devil, looking sickly and small on the ground, then at the crouched wizard. It's malicious grin widened sickeningly, two rows of yellowed fangs showing.
"Hey there, jerks! Welcome to Double-Hell! I'm the Super-Devil!" he belched out a harrowing laugh.