Chapter 1070: Mortals are not worthy of possessing divine weapons, the Holy Dragon makes a brilliant

“It’s really surprising that you can be physically equal to the great Lord of Hell.

But mortals are only mortals after all, and no matter how strong a mortal is, he cannot compete with God. "Samael flew into the air and looked down at Aaron, his golden pupils filled with the majesty of God.

"But you can make God take you seriously. You deserve me to remember your name, Aaron Gaius."

Aaron was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I still prefer Thor. He is also a god, and not weaker than you, but he is not as high and mighty as you."

Samael's eyes turned cold and he waved his hand casually.

The snowflakes all over the sky stopped in mid-air and gathered into ice blades, strangling Aaron.

"Gan!"

Aaron cursed and immediately ran away to avoid the murderous intent.

Samael looked at Aaron's frantic escape and once again felt the superiority of being a God.

With a slight flick of his fingertips, the ice blades immediately changed direction and their speed increased a bit.

"That's too much bullying."

Aaron looked at the ice blades that appeared from all directions, surrounding him without leaving any blind spots. He immediately gathered his strength and punched, hitting the ground heavily.

boom! boom! boom!

Circles of shock waves spread outward, and circular depressions suddenly appeared on the broken ground.

Strong wind pressure spread out from Aaron, shattering all the ice blades that were shooting towards him.

"Great, really great." Samael clapped his hands and said, "But how many times can you block it?"

“If I leave the host and fight only with my physical strength, maybe no one will notice me in this sparsely populated Siberia.

But if you use mana, how long do you think it will take Kamar-Taj to find you? Will the Supreme Sorcerer let you go?" Aaron sneered and asked, "Once a Seraph, now a Fallen Angel, the Lord of Hell.

If you stayed in hell, the Supreme Sorcerer would not be able to do anything to you, but you are now in the real world, and you have descended in your true form. Your origin is still somewhat attractive, isn't it?"

"Then we can make a bet now, either I can't hold on, or you get discovered first.

I lost, and I went to report to the Kingdom of the God of Contract, while the others went to find Bastet or the Goddess of Death.

If you lose, you will be resurrected in hell, but part of the source energy accumulated over a long period of time will belong to the Supreme Sorcerer."

"Of course, you can choose not to take this gamble.

Hand over Helmut Zemo to us, give up Tony and Steve's souls, and we will pretend we never met today and keep our distance from each other."

Samael's face looked ugly and gloomy as if water seemed to be dripping out of it.

After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly laughed, his laughter was wanton and arrogant, "I haven't encountered such an interesting thing in hundreds of years. I bet you can't hold it."

"Tsk!"

Aaron couldn't help but grin, but he didn't feel that surprised.

Samael is the sin of wrath after all, and the proud lord of hell cannot be scared off by a few words.

And with his abilities, before he was discovered by Ancient One, it didn't seem too difficult for him to deal with a mortal who was only physically strong.

Samael didn't waste any words. He clenched his hands and the ground shook violently.

boom! boom! boom!

Thick stone pillars rose from the ground, forming a palm that was dozens of meters in size. Each finger was covered with dense spikes, looking extremely ferocious.

The next moment, the palm made a clenching motion, and the five fingers closed at an extremely fast speed.

Aaron, who was holding the palm of his hand, instinctively felt his scalp tingling, and he immediately raised his leg and swept it.

A huge slash cut through the space, and five hideous fingers broke from one-third of the way, and the bent stone pillar fell from a great height.

Aaron immediately ran out to avoid being buried alive by the falling rocks.

Just as he was about to jump out from between the two giant fingers, a warning suddenly came to his mind.

A ball of dark red energy suddenly attacked from the front. Aaron dodged instinctively, but was still hit in the shoulder and was knocked back.

“Hahaha…” Samael laughed triumphantly, a burning black flame appearing on his palm, “This is the power of God, enough to burn your soul to ashes.”

"There is a price to pay for provoking God, mortal."

boom!

The black flame was thrown into the center of the broken giant palm, and the flame spread wildly, turning the entire palm into a huge furnace in the blink of an eye.

Aaron glared at Samael fiercely, then took a deep breath and quickly looked for a way to jump out of the furnace.

However, after taking a quick look around, he gave up.

There were black flames all around, the closest one was less than two meters away from him, and it was still extending forward.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no..." Peter Parker grabbed his hair with both hands, "Mr. Gaius probably won't be able to escape, can we..."

“No.” Bucky interrupted expressionlessly.

"How cold-blooded!" Scott curled his lips speechlessly, "We have this blanket. If we can fly in, we can get Aaron out."

"The reality is that we can't fly in, and even if we do, we can't get out." T'Challa said helplessly, "If we do nothing, Samael will not let us go after Gaius dies.

But if we try to do anything, we will most likely die before Gaius."

As if he heard what T'Challa said, Samael turned his head and glanced at a few people with a scornful smile.

"How fucking arrogant!" Scott said embarrassedly.

boom!

At this moment, a loud bang suddenly came from the palm wrapped in flames, and the huge broken palm was instantly covered with cracks.

"A meaningless struggle will only make the fire of hell burn more fiercely."

Just as he finished speaking, a huge slash tore a hole in the black flame.

Then a one-meter square rock flew out from the rapidly closing gap, and Aaron stood on the rock and rushed out of the sea of ​​fire.

Before Peter Parker and the others could be happy, Samael snorted coldly and released a ball of dark red energy.

boom!

The rocks shattered, and Aaron was knocked down again, and was instantly engulfed by black flames.

"No!" Peter Parker was about to jump off the magic carpet to save people, but was held down by Bucky.

"Don't worry, it's your turn soon." Samael turned around in mid-air and looked at the people who were fidgeting on the magic carpet with a joking look.

The souls of these people can be considered to be of high quality, especially the child in the spider suit, so pure...just like a child.

Unfortunately, time is limited. For the sake of Steve Rogers and Tony Stark's souls, three people besides Barnes and Zemo must die.

boom!

A loud bang broke the depressing atmosphere. Samael lowered his head in a daze, looking at a transparent hole in his chest, his eyes full of disbelief.

boom! boom! boom...

A series of gunshots rang out, and familiar golden bullets shot out from below.

Samael roared angrily, gathered dark red energy in his hands that was enough to destroy everything, and slammed it downwards.

boom!

The golden projectile was swallowed by the energy and turned into ashes and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As this energy was injected, black flames surged up, and the violent impact caused by the explosion vibrated in the void.

After a dozen seconds, everything gradually calmed down.

But Samael was looking in astonishment at the gradually clearer figure in the center of the ruins. T'Challa and the others were also dumbfounded, with a look of disbelief on their faces.

"This is impossible. Who are you?"

"Aaron Gaius, don't you know?" Aaron walked out of the ruins calmly, with some black flames still sticking to his clothes.

Aaron nonchalantly put out the flames with his sleeve, causing Samael's eyelids to twitch.

The fire of hell, the fire of hell that can burn souls, was extinguished just like that. This joke is not funny at all.

Wait, that dress...

Samair understood something immediately. He stared at Aaron's spotless dark blue windbreaker and blinked in confusion. "Divine weapon?"

"Good vision." Aaron nodded without comment.

"How could you possibly have a divine weapon?" Samael said with envy and jealousy, his handsome and cold face seemed a little distorted.

Even in hell, the number of divine weapons is very limited. Lucifer doesn't have many, so how can a mortal possess a divine weapon?

"I spent a lot of money on it." Aaron straightened his collar. "It's a relic of Lan Caihe, the eighth immortal god in ancient times. After I got it, I used alchemy to transform and upgrade it and made it into this exquisite and luxurious uniform."

“In addition to enhancing the wearer’s abilities in all aspects, its greatest feature is defense.

Unfortunately, your hellfire may not be able to penetrate the defense."

Hearing this, T'Challa, Scott, and Peter Parker on the magic carpet all looked at their own battle suits at the same time, feeling a slight sense of loss.

Originally they thought their battle suits were pretty good, and indeed they were.

Although the Black Panther suit made of vibranium can only be used for close combat, its defensive properties are also among the best on Earth.

The Ant-Man suit is the brainchild of Dr. Hank Pym. Its functions of magnifying and shrinking and controlling ants can be said to be unique.

Spider-suit...costing millions, this is already the best suit for Peter Parker, who has always used handmade, low-quality suits.

But everything is afraid of comparison. Their battle suits and artifacts are completely incomparable.

No wonder Aaron said before that their battle suits put together were not as good as one sleeve of his windbreaker. Now it seems that they really are not as good.

"Mortals are not worthy of possessing such a divine weapon."

"If you want to rob it, just say so! I can understand that." Aaron said half-jokingly, "But I don't think you have the ability to do it."

"You have no say in this."

Samael grinned, then crossed his hands, and dark energy emerged in his palms.

Although his plan went a little wrong, it now looks like he'll get extra compensation.

In an instant, countless dark energies appeared from the fingertips and suddenly shot towards Aaron.

boom! boom! boom!

Explosions continued to sound, and the broken earth was ravaged once again.

Aaron kept dodging on the broken, obstacle-filled ground, avoiding one energy bomb after another.

As for relying on the defensive power of the divine armor to withstand the beating, he didn't even think about it. Withstanding the beating doesn't mean he is willing to be beaten.

After blasting a dozens-meter deep pit in the ground, Samael slowly withdrew his hands and said, "Even if mortals have divine weapons, they cannot change their nature as mortals.

Take off this armor and I can make your death more comfortable."

"I refuse. I can live forever, why should I die?"

"Stubborn."

Samael's wings vibrated, and the black feathers stirred up gusts of wind, and the sky was gradually covered by blood-red dark clouds.

Dense swarms of blood-red bats flew out from the clouds, their eyes flashing red, and rushed towards the ground at an extremely fast speed.

"hiss!"

Aaron gasped, and without caring about anything else, he opened his hands and launched a series of slashing attacks.

Large groups of bats were chopped into powder, but due to their huge numbers, many bats still avoided the frontal attack and rushed towards Aaron frantically from other directions.

"Fuck!" Aaron cursed loudly, uttering obscure syllables as he ran away.

At the same time, Abe, who was flying freely in the sky in the distance, suddenly moved his ears.

It immediately changed direction and flew at full speed, its white wings drawing two streaks of air in the air.

Roar (Master, here I come)!

A majestic roar came from the sky. The blood-red bat seemed to feel the pure blood suppression, and the flapping of its wings could not help but pause.

The scorching dragon breath fell from the sky, drawing a curve on the ground, and the bat closest to Aaron was directly evaporated by the high temperature.

A sacred dragon that was hundreds of meters long and emitting a faint blue and white glow all over its body hovered above Aaron's head, and its roar almost dispersed the dark clouds in the sky.

"Oh my god!" Peter Parker said in a daze, "Am I dreaming?"

"I should have brought the camera." Scott was incoherent. "No, I should have brought Doudou. She can brag about it for the rest of her life."

T'Challa remained silent, his eyes full of shock under his helmet.

Wakanda worships the Black Panther goddess Bastet, but even the Black Panther goddess is probably not as beautiful as this dragon.

It was exciting enough to see the legendary demon lord after coming out of Wakanda this time, but I didn’t expect to see such a majestic and sacred dragon, a perfect creature in mythology and legends.

Only Buggy's face twitched slightly. It was also the first time for him to see Abe's complete form, but the thought of Aaron feeding it seemed unrealistic.

The cute creature that was acting coquettishly in my arms just now suddenly became as majestic as a god. It’s a bit hard to accept!

call!

Aaron heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and glared at Abei resentfully, "Thank goodness you came in time, otherwise I would have deducted your food expenses."

Abe: ...

"Is this your dragon?" Samael asked unnaturally.

"Wu Xinmo even told you that I raised a dragon?"

"That's not what he said."

"It's not a problem, actually. After all, the Abei he saw is not the same size as the one you saw." Aaron said a little embarrassedly, "It only transforms into a fully formed dragon when facing someone like you. I usually hold it in my arms and stroke it."

"Maybe I heard it wrong. Mr. Gaius said that he raised this dragon?" Peter Parker said at a loss, "Is it true?"

"Really." Bucky said with forced calmness, "The cat he has been holding in his arms is the dragon you saw."