#1072 - Unspeakable envy, jealousy and hatred? The second sun in the sky

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Missiles were fired from the muzzle crazily as if they were free. Each warhead scattered in the air and turned into countless small missiles.

The missiles bombarded the ground without blind spots, and flames washed the ground. What was even more outrageous was that the flames were mixed with a strong sacred aura, causing further damage to the creatures of hell.

After this round of bombing, the number of hell creatures dropped by more than 990%.

However, after the strong forces have eliminated the weak ones, the remaining dozens of demons are all tough nut to crack. It is difficult to destroy them with ordinary firepower, and it is estimated that several more rounds of bombing will be needed.

But the situation now is countless times better than before, at least it is not as urgent.

"So arrogant, so damn arrogant." Scott was shocked. "This firepower should be able to flatten a town."

"Be more confident, and remove the word 'should'." Peter Parker said in a daze, "I knew this motorcycle could transform, but I didn't expect it to be a mobile turret. It's too damn outrageous."

"The question is, where did he get so many shells?" T'Challa asked puzzledly.

"I think Mr. Stark should be able to give the answer. These missiles seem to be the Jericho missiles that Stark Company has discontinued, but they are smaller in size."

"I mean, how can that motorcycle hold so many missiles? The ones he fired would be enough to form a small mountain!"

"He's an alchemist!" Bucky gave a far-fetched explanation, "It shouldn't be a problem for him to create some space artifacts, for example... the ring on his hand."

T'Challa: ...

I have to find a way to get one or two samples when I get back. Maybe Su Rui can copy them.

......

The number of hell creatures was greatly reduced, and Aaron's pressure was much less, so he simply stopped the fire coverage.

Although he has more money than he can spend nowadays, he still saves a little.

Past experience has allowed him to retain the good habit of frugality. Every missile fired costs at least seven figures!

Tony Stark is a capitalist after all, and the friendship between them is not enough for him to sell weapons at cost price. At most, it will be a little cheaper than the military.

BANG! BANG! BANG!!!

Streams of light of different colors shot out from the muzzle of the supersonic gun. The demon that had managed to survive the bombing was turned into powder by the alchemical bullet purified by holy water before it could even feel the end of its life.

Samael, who was fighting with Abe, couldn't help but doubt his life when he saw this scene.

He had played all his cards, even resorting to ruthless tactics like summoning demons, but he didn't expect the other party to be so unsportsmanlike.

The situation got out of control time and time again in inconceivable ways. He, the Sin of Angry, the Demon Lord, was slapped in the face. When had he ever felt so aggrieved?

Kamar-Taj and the super magic circle that suppresses the power of other dimensions should not exist.

Otherwise, this dragon and the mortal below who repeatedly challenges his bottom line are no match for him at all.

Thinking of this, Samael was immediately consumed by rage, and the pair of devil horns on his head were dyed blood red.

"Go to hell!" Samael shouted angrily, and took a claw from Abe, but also threw a black beam of light hundreds of meters long at Aaron.

The cold dark energy seemed to be able to devour everything, descending from the sky with tremendous power.

Aaron immediately twisted the handle, increasing the supersonic speed to the extreme, and narrowly escaped the bombardment range at the moment the beam of light fell.

"Fuck! That's too much."

Aaron cursed loudly and quickly killed the few fish that had escaped the net on the ground.

Then it changed direction and rushed into the sky, flying in front of Abe, facing Samael.

If I was born a god like Thor, or a masterpiece of God like you, I wouldn't have lived for more than 20 years and ended up like this."

Upon hearing this, several black lines appeared on Samael's forehead and veins bulged on his face.

What's with this thick Versailles vibe? I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen someone so shameless.

"Mortal." Samael gnashed his teeth angrily, "Why don't you just die?"

"Fuck!" Aaron couldn't help but swear, looking at him in disbelief and said, "Why can you ask such a stupid question?

I have so much money that I haven’t spent, so many delicious foods that I haven’t eaten, and so many women... ahem!

In short, this world is so beautiful, and I haven't enjoyed it enough, why should I die?"

"Not only do I not want to die, I want to live hundreds more years!

As for the hundred-year lifespan of mortals you mentioned... I'm sorry, besides being an alchemist, I'm also a pharmacist. I can't make the elixir of life for the time being due to lack of materials, but I can still make a potion that prolongs life.

It is no problem to live for a few hundred years easily. When I have lived long enough, I will go to Gaius's kingdom of God to retire and start another wonderful adventure.

How about it? Isn’t this life plan interesting? "

"It's indeed interesting, but unfortunately, you may... not have the chance to experience such a life." Samael forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, opened his arms and tried his best to draw the power of hell to strengthen himself.

Even though this would make his position on the super magic circle as conspicuous as a sudden flash bomb in the dark night, he couldn't care less now.

If he doesn't draw power from hell, he may not be a match for this man and this dragon. That's the truth.

If they lose to them, it will be a lifelong black record, which is absolutely unacceptable to the self-righteous Lord of Hell.

Besides, the situation may not be that bad.

With such a big commotion here, the Sorcerer Supreme should have appeared long ago, but Ancient One hasn't even arrived yet. Maybe he was held back by a powerful enemy from another dimension.

In that case, why not take a gamble?

If you win, you earn everything back, and if you lose...

Unless Ancient One can arrive in time, it is impossible to lose.

......

Kamar-Taj.

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Wang looked worriedly at Samael, whose momentum was rising in the picture, and then glanced at the Supreme Sorcerer, who was sitting on the sofa, calmly eating melon seeds and drinking tea, with a hint of playfulness on his face. In the end, he couldn't suppress his curiosity.

“Supreme Lord, there is no need for you to reduce the suppression of Samael by the magic circle, right?

Originally, Gaius and the dragon could still compete with him, but now..."

"It's not that easy for him to lose. I'm more curious about how he's going to win."

"But..."

"I will take action when necessary." Ancient One said lightly, "The more source energy Samael extracts, the more benefits Kamar-Taj will gain, right?"

king:......

......

Thick black fog enveloped Samael, blood-red flames burned all over his body, and a thick red snake tail grew behind him.

Feeling his own power being easily projected from hell with almost no obstacles, Samael immediately confirmed his guess.

Ancient One was definitely distracted by other troubles. Even the super magic circle covering the earth was affected. Otherwise, even if his power could be projected over, it would only be a trace.

"What a surprise! You are dead this time." Samael laughed triumphantly. The extremely powerful dark energy compressed in front of him, forming a thick black vortex.

Sizzle~ Sizzle~

A dark purple ball of light flashing with black light slowly took shape and expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. The terrifying energy contained in it caused the surrounding space to vibrate.

"hiss!"

Aaron couldn't help but gasp when he saw this.

What kind of grudge or hatred is this? Is it necessary to make such a big deal about it?

The destructive power of this attack is no less than that of forbidden magic, and Abe's dragon breath will definitely not be able to block it. Does he really have to use magic?

Or summon followers to help? But so far, the only ones who have the ability to block forbidden magic are Yak, Ramon and Naga who are transformed from dark spirit stones.

But the problem is that they have already shown their faces in front of many people. They are the three administrators of the star Bohart and powerful magicians.

It was unreasonable for them to suddenly appear on Earth, and it was even more unreasonable for them to block such a powerful attack for Gaius. It was easy for people to think of something, and there was a risk of exposing their identities.

Damn it! Why hasn't that old immortal Gu Yi come yet? Isn't the pure source of hell valuable? You can't be watching a show...right?

An absurd idea suddenly flashed through Aaron's mind, and he suddenly felt unwell.

He had taken everything into account, except for the fact that he didn't expect Gu Yi to fail at this critical moment, and there was a high possibility that he failed on purpose.

"Haha! I see, you want to laugh at me, huh?

There's a reason why the ancestors didn't let him deal with old people. These old bastards are all fucking old bitches."

Aaron complained wildly in his mind, tightly gripping the handle of the Supersonic with both hands, but quickly let go.

If she wants to see him laugh, then let her see enough.

Sin of Wrath, this powerful demon lord, if Kamar-Taj doesn't accept him, then he will have to take over.

His right hand quickly stroked the space ring on his left hand, and the Demon Hunter was then held in his arms.

"Supersonic, I'm giving you the authorization for this gun now. Do you know how to use it?"

"Yes, Master." The Supersonic's headlights lit up and it responded with a mechanical voice.

"Very good." Aaron controlled the motorcycle to fly over Abe's head and jumped directly on it.

"Switch combat form."

Click! Click! Click!

The supersonic vehicle switched forms in mid-air, its tires flipped over and the body of the vehicle folded, transforming into a humanoid robot more than two meters tall.

The jet system on his back and feet allows him to easily maintain flight mode.

Aaron directly handed the demon hunting to him, "You only have one chance to shoot, shoot accurately."

“Don’t worry, Master.

My aiming system will never go wrong." Supersonic said calmly, and then quickly fiddled with the Demon Hunter and aimed the muzzle of the grenade launcher at Samael.

The next moment, elemental energy grenade launchers of various colors quickly gathered in front of them.

Lightning roared, and a ball of dark-colored energy spun wildly.

"Abe." Aaron patted its huge and majestic dragon head. "Go full power later. Don't worry about the physical exertion. When we get home, I will make you a dish of braised lady fish. The whole fish is yours."

A large lavender fish several dozen meters long suddenly appeared in Abei's mind, and a large amount of saliva could not help but secrete from the dragon's mouth.

roar!

The scarlet flames and elemental energies of different attributes mixed together to form a huge dark red beam of light.

At the same time, Samael also released a purple-black energy shock wave with all his strength.

boom!

The two energies collided with each other, rapidly expanding and exploding, emitting a dazzling and brilliant light.

From afar, it looked as if a huge hole had been blown out in the sky, and inside the hole was a white ball of light with a diameter of more than a kilometer.

The white ball of light was like a second sun, shedding endless light and bringing scorching heat to this cold land.

Gradually the ball of light moved to the left, and the purple-black shock wave seemed to gain the upper hand.

Samael laughed wildly and triumphantly, and all the grievances he had suffered before disappeared at this moment.

Such an attack is simply not something a mortal can withstand. Even wearing a divine weapon cannot prevent Aaron Gaius from being vaporized, and his soul will be completely turned into ashes.

That giant dragon and that robot that popped out at some point will also turn into dust in the air.

All he had to do was to receive the artifact after the explosion. As for the ants on the magic carpet, it didn't matter whether they were dead or alive.

"Do you think you're sure to win?" Aaron took a deep breath and watched the white ball of light approaching him calmly. Even though he was wearing the armor of a god, he could still feel the terrifying temperature contained in it.

"There are no more accidents. There can be no more accidents." Samael said almost madly, "Unless you have a second dragon, otherwise you will die!"

"The Holy Dragon is one-of-a-kind. How could I have a second one? But..." Aaron stretched out his voice, causing Samael's heart to skip a beat.

Does Aaron Gaius still have a chance of making a comeback?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

He is just a mortal, and it is a miracle that he can survive until now.

As the Lord of Hell and one of the seven deadly sins, he absolutely cannot lose to a mortal.

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