Chapter 1073: 1 set of divine equipment to stun the sin of anger and collect the origin of hell

"Are you kidding me? How dare you tease the great Demon Lord at this time?" Samael laughed in anger and pushed forward with both hands, causing the white light ball to move to the left a little faster.

Abe and Supersonic continued to breathe and shoot, but they could not stop the destructive energy from approaching.

"Alas!" Aaron sighed, "You forced me to do this."

"You, guys?" Samael couldn't help but be stunned. Is there someone else helping him secretly?

It doesn't seem impossible. The fact that Ancient One didn't come is enough to explain the problem.

At the same time, Ancient One, who was leisurely sipping tea in the Kamar-Taj library, suddenly paused.

Did you notice that? But it doesn’t matter.

As long as she refused to admit it, Gaius would have no reason to blame her for not helping.

"I originally wanted to solve the problem in a gentle way, but I didn't expect it to become such a big deal." Aaron said with some self-mockery, then looked up at the sky, his eyes seemed to meet the surveillance satellite outside the earth.

"In that case, it doesn't seem to matter if the commotion gets bigger."

“What a joke, hahahaha…”

Samael laughed, but the next moment his laughter stopped abruptly.

Because Aaron suddenly had a box emitting a faint blue light in his hand, and just a simple glance at it made people feel cold all over.

"Ice Box, how come this artifact is in your hands?" Samael's defense was instantly broken, and his voice was filled with disbelief.

He had lived for a long time, and naturally witnessed the war in which the Frost Giants invaded the Earth.

Although the Frost King Laufey was eventually defeated by Odin, the power of the Ice Box cannot be denied. It is a well-deserved national treasure of the Frost Giants.

“Don’t make such a fuss. A few years ago, I helped Asgard a little. Out of gratitude, Odin allowed me to go to Asgard’s treasury to pick out a treasure.

I wasn't familiar with the others, so I just chose the Ice Box of the Frost Giant.

It's a gift from the God King! I have to admit that the God King is very generous. He gave me a divine weapon without blinking an eye."

Samael: ...

"You are not a frost giant. You do not have the blood of a frost giant. This artifact will not be able to exert its power in your hands."

"Of course, of course, you are right." Aaron smiled noncommittally, then changed the subject, "But this doesn't seem to be that difficult for top alchemists.

I don't have the blood of the Frost Giants, but I just need to make the Ice Box think I do."

After saying that, Aaron grinned, pulled with both hands, and released endless frost energy from the Ice Box.

boom!

A light blue beam shot out from the Ice Box and merged into the dark red light column.

In an instant, the beam of light turned into a dazzling white, and its volume increased by half, overwhelming Samael's destructive energy without any suspense.

Samael's shocked eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment as he watched the ball of light as dazzling as the scorching sun engulf his demonic body.

"what!!!"

Samael let out a shrill scream, and the huge demon body gradually melted in the light ball, turning into a blood-red, semi-solidified ball of light.

"Original energy?" Aaron murmured with his eyes narrowed.

The appearance of the origin of hell seemed to have triggered the earth's self-protection mechanism. In the sight of the magician Aaron, layers of magic circles appeared in the void, preventing this origin from dissipating along with Samael.

If Samael dies, this ball of origin will be ownerless. Whoever gets it will own it. The Supreme Sorcerer who controls the super magic circle of the earth has the greatest say.

"No, Ancient One, you can't do this." Samael said anxiously and fearfully, "This is mine, my power, you can't take it away."

However, the magic circle did not stop at all, but instead accelerated the speed of blocking the origin of hell.

"Ancient One, you will die one day.

By then, I will raze Kamar-Taj to the ground and cut all the mages into pieces." Samael cursed viciously, extremely terrified, and watched the source energy leave him unwillingly, with deep regret in his heart.

He is an angel created by God, and has possessed divine power at the level of a sub-God Father since birth, but this has its pros and cons, and his upper limit seems to be fixed at the level of a sub-God Father.

If you want to improve your strength, you can only rely on the faith of mortals. Only when heaven is strong can the angels be strong.

After falling into hell, there is a second way, which is to devour souls and improve your origin bit by bit.

However, the efficiency of soul-devouring improvement is very low and takes a long time, which makes high-quality souls very popular. But at least every bit of improvement is your own.

Samael's true body came to Earth in order to more conveniently obtain fresh souls.

In order to avoid being discovered by Ancient One, he, the great Demon Lord, had been acting very cautiously. He did not expect that today he would fall into the hands of a mortal.

Who could have thought that a mortal could be so perverted, with two divine artifacts, a holy dragon, a phoenix, and even his mount was a product of advanced alchemy. This set of equipment was rare in the entire universe, and there had never been such a domineering demon hunter in history.

He would accept defeat, but he could not accept the loss of his original energy. That was the accumulation of his long years and the hard work he had accumulated bit by bit.

Just when he was filled with despair and regret, this ball of original energy miraculously broke through the blockade of the magic circle, turned into a crystal red fluid and flew straight to a place not far away.

Bang!

The original energy flew into a triangular prism-shaped box. Aaron closed the lid lightly and shook it at Samael, who had only half of his head left.

“This is Wei Zheng’s jar, it has a sealing function.

Not to mention the origin of hell, even the energy of the Infinity Stones can be isolated."

"you you..."

Samael only had time to glare at Aaron before he turned into black gas and disappeared.

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, opened Wei Zheng's jar, and took out a thumb-sized blood-red prismatic crystal from it.

Feeling the extremely pure energy contained in it, Aaron smiled with satisfaction.

It was worth it for him to play with all his cards for so long, at least he got some hard-earned money.

......

Gu Yi turned off the projection screen and put down the teacup with some regret.

Although she watched a wonderful show and figured out some of Aaron Gaius's cards, she didn't get the Origin of Hell, which made her feel a little lost for a while.

After the gates of hell were opened, many demons came into reality, but the low-level demons were almost all destroyed without the need for Kamar-Taj to take action.

Only a very small number of upper-level demons who have descended in their true form are still quietly causing trouble, but their power is suppressed by the super magic circle, and they dare not show up at all. They can only tempt those with weak minds to fall and collect their souls.

Those social scum and the dregs of the world are the first choice of the devil because they are more easily corrupted. Although the quality of their souls is not high, a mosquito is still meat!

For someone like Samael, the Sin of Wrath, who directly targeted superheroes for harvest, it was a high-return, high-risk gamble in itself, but he lost the bet.

Not only was he driven back to hell, but he also lost the original energy that he had accumulated over a long period of time. It is no exaggeration to say that he lost more than he gained.

But no matter what, these upper demons who are stranded in the human world and have descended to the realm of the real body are all top-grade leeks in Gu Yi's eyes, and each of them is pure original energy.

The Supreme Sorcerer still has a huge demand for magic power, but she has been fleecing the people for hundreds of years, borrowing and never paying back, and even robbing the people who are cheated is her basic practice. She has long been put on the blacklist of dishonest people.

Only the boss Vishanti is willing to lend her out willingly. After all, protecting the earth means working for him.

Because of this, Ancient One is still very concerned about those upper demons, and each of them is a high-quality reserve food in her vegetable garden.

Demons devour human souls to accumulate original energy, and the Supreme Sorcerer harvests demons to strengthen his magical power. What a virtuous cycle!

But just now, the healthiest leek in her vegetable garden ended up on someone else's table, although she also had to take some responsibility for not harvesting it immediately.

"Alas!" Gu Yi sighed, "I still suffered a loss!"

"Supreme Lord, what did you say?" the king asked with some confusion.

"Nothing." Ancient One shook his head and opened a portal with a wave of his hand. "I'm going to talk to Beelzebub. I can't let him get scared away."

......

Aaron jumped onto Supersonic, who had switched to flight mode, and Abe shrank smaller and smaller, flapping his wings and flying into his arms.

This was the first time in its life that its magic power had run out. It jumped into a familiar embrace and closed its eyes tiredly.

But before falling asleep, he reminded Aaron not to forget his lady fish, which was the reward he deserved.

"Fortunately, I am your master. No one else can afford to support you." Aaron chuckled and controlled the supersonic speed to fly towards Bucky and others who had landed on the ground.

"Mr. Gaius." Peter Parker waved, "Cool, really, what you did just now was so cool."

"Abei is actually such a big dragon. I've only seen it in fairy tale books."

"And this motorcycle, I knew it would transform, but I didn't expect its firepower to be so strong."

Peter Parker talked a lot, with no intention of stopping, as if he wanted to vent all the excitement and shock in his heart with words.

"Stop." Aaron interrupted, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "I understand how you feel, but could you please keep your voice down a bit?

Abe is injured and exhausted, and needs to rest."

"Oh!" Peter Parker nodded angrily, and immediately lowered his voice and slowed down his speech, "Got it."

"Um... can I hug it instead of touching it? It's a dragon!"

“No, except its owner, which is me.

Besides me, only my family members and cute and pretty girls can touch it.

If you're not worried about it waking up and spewing dragon fire at you, you can give it a try."

"Uh... forget it then." Peter Parker said with a rather regretful smile, and then turned his attention to Supersonic, "Can I..."

"If you don't worry about being thrown down from a height of ten thousand meters, I don't mind."

"Well, if you can't, then you can't."

"That's right, kid.

Restrain your curiosity, there are some things you cannot control." Aaron said in a teaching tone, then looked at T'Challa and the other two, "What did you see just now?"

"It's a fight between gods." Scott laughed dryly, "Those are the legendary seven deadly sins! They were defeated by you. Even when he disappeared, we could feel Samael's strong unwillingness."

"If you think about it carefully, this is only natural." Aaron smiled nonchalantly, "I have equipment, defensive artifacts, range attack artifacts, two divine beasts, an alchemical vehicle that is like a mobile turret, and long-range alchemical weapons that can unleash sub-god-level lethality.

He is a demon lord with limited power, and he wants to block my divine armor, haha!"

"These things...how did you get them?" asked T'Challa.

“Some were bought, some were given to me, and some were made by me.

Pharmacist, regenerationist, fortune teller, alchemist, with these titles, it is reasonable for me to get some treasures!"

Reasonable? Is this really reasonable? This is really not reasonable.

Everyone secretly complained in their hearts, feeling like there was a lump in their throat that they didn't know how to vent.

"These things..." T'Challa hesitated and sighed helplessly, "I don't want to say this, but you can take them out, but you may not be able to keep them."

Scott nodded silently, obviously thinking the same thing.

"Why?" Peter Parker asked puzzled.

"If it was just one piece, maybe it wouldn't be a big deal, but he put together a set of amazing suits!" Scott said, "When Stark first admitted that he was Iron Man, I don't know how many people wanted to get his suit.

Officials, soldiers, wealthy people, and competitors in the same industry, none of them wanted him to hand over the technology of the Iron Armor.

But Tony Stark is obviously not a soft persimmon. He managed to keep his armor when surrounded by wolves, but Aaron Gaius...

Apart from his divine outfit, he is just an ordinary person..."

At this point, Scott suddenly remembered the huge slash that Aaron had made with his bare hands, and immediately added from the heart: "Although this ordinary person is powerful enough, he has no power and is obviously easier to deal with than Tony Stark.

More importantly, none of his equipment is inferior to Stark's armor."

"But, but...

This is not fair, it is not reasonable, why should they do this?"

"Because of greed." Aaron patted Peter Parker on the shoulder, "When you become Spider-Man in the future, never take off your mask, otherwise there will be countless troubles swallowing you up, and even your Aunt May will be implicated."

“I understand the reason, it’s because of Aunt Mei that I prepared a set of battle clothes.

But now is not the time to talk about this!"

“Even if this is Siberia and there’s no one within a hundred kilometers, the noise just now was too loud.

Especially the second sun that appears in the sky, it can be seen no matter how far away it is, and it is difficult for satellites not to discover it. "T'Challa said solemnly, "You can hand in one or two items to show your attitude, and Wakanda can guarantee you, which can save a lot of trouble."