Chapter 1210 The Use of the Tiger Talisman, Demon Sealing Wave Seals the Eye Demon

“I see. If you can’t beat the big ones, you can only bully the small ones,” Aaron said sarcastically. “Then why didn’t you bully Horn Gaius back then?”

“He’s better than you.” Shuma Golas succinctly stated the harsh truth.

puff!

Aaron felt as if he had been stabbed in the chest, and had a strong urge to curse.

They simply avoided Trike at all costs, had no absolute certainty about Horn, but with him, he became an easy target to manipulate.

Isn't this bullying honest people?

“I understand.” Aaron took a deep breath. “If it were your real body, it would be fine to be arrogant, but what gives you, a mere clone, the right to be so boastful?”

"You'll know."

Shuma Golas blinked, and when his enormous single eye opened again, it released an eerie, dark purple beam of light.

Countless green tentacles spread rapidly, engulfing Aaron.

"Roar!"

Aaron roared, ceasing his devouring of Surtur's essence, and opened his blood-red maw to spew out a stream of crimson dragon flame.

boom!

The two energies collided, and the shockwave caused space to tremble.

The intense heat and the malevolent forces clashed back and forth, making it difficult to determine a victor for the time being.

Aaron glanced at the swarm of tentacles that were about to surround him, and immediately released dark gravity to stop their encroachment, dividing this star field into two parts: dark and dark green.

At the same time, a crimson magic circle appeared in front of him, and the power of the dragon flame suddenly increased, overpowering the energy of the eye demon.

As the explosion rang out, Shuma Golas tumbled backward several times before coming to a stop.

But he was only a little disheveled; there wasn't a single scratch on his large and bulky body.

"So hard."

“A Heavenly Father-level attack can’t break through my defenses,” Shuma Golas said with a hint of smugness. Then, the giant eyeball that occupied most of his body split open from the middle, revealing a ring of ferocious and sharp teeth, with darkness deep within that could devour everything.

"Tsk!"

Aaron smacked his lips, unable to resist wanting to complain.

hum!

Shoma Golas released rings of purple energy waves from its abyssal maw. Aaron immediately activated a defensive magic circle to block them, but the sound waves seemed to encounter no resistance at all, sweeping across his dragon body in the blink of an eye.

A look of bewilderment appeared in Aaron's dark golden vertical pupils, and a feeling of falling enveloped him, gradually leading him into the abyss of despair.

Aaron slowly drew the Star Abyss sword, placing the cold blade against his own neck like a puppet on a string.

The black dragon claws trembled violently, struggling but powerless to stop the sword from pressing down little by little.

"Cut~"

Aaron chuckled softly and plunged the sword back into Surtur's chest, who was almost completely unconscious.

"Do you really want to see me slit my throat?"

"How...why?"

"Many people have asked me similar questions, and I have many different versions of the answer."

As for your question, it's actually quite simple. Gaius's soul is very special; mental attacks are ineffective against me.

"Furthermore, I possess an immortal soul, which corresponds to infinite spiritual power."

To some extent, I have the ability to retaliate, but attacking the soul of someone who is above me seems pointless.

At that moment, Aaron suddenly felt a momentary tremor in space, as some spectators attempted to cross the cosmic barrier and join the hunt for Gaius.

How can this be allowed?

Aaron suddenly realized that Ragnarok's performance had ended the moment he began to devour Surtur.

Gaius's enemies will not stand idly by and watch him grow stronger.

Moreover, now that there is a cosmic-level figure like Shuma Golas standing out, those at the level of the Heavenly Fathers must be eager to try and get a share of the pie.

If we can't quickly subdue Shuma Golas and effectively deter the other spectators, I'm afraid...

Hey!

Aaron cursed inwardly, then looked coldly at the large eyes opposite him.

If you're willing to be the first to stick your neck out, then you'd better be prepared to be used as a warning to others.

"You are too disgusting to look at, and you don't belong to this universe. You seriously affect the average appearance of life, so... I'm going to seal you away."

Upon hearing this, Schumacher was taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, as if he had been hit by a billion points of damage, his green tentacles danced wildly, stirring up storms.

It's that kind of talk again. Why is it always like that?

The same poignant tone, the same indifferent demeanor, and both are Gaius...

Unbearable memories kept replaying in my mind, and I couldn't stop them.

"You? Do you even have that ability?"

I'm not that useless piece of trash Surtur, I'm the Eye Demon.

The image of the Tiger Talisman appeared in Aaron's pupils. As the image split in two, a grayish-white light emanated from his body and condensed into a black dragon that looked exactly like Aaron.

Seeing this, Shuma Golas was stunned, as were the other spectators.

A clone, but this clone is too illogical!

Everyone can accept that they look exactly alike, but if their magic power is exactly the same, without any weakening or loss, what's the difference between that and being twice as powerful?

Who can tell which is the original and which is the clone?

"Please don't let anyone disturb my meal," Shan Yaren said politely, then lowered his head to devour Surtur's limited source of essence.

“No problem.” Evil Aaron shook his neck. “You’re too easygoing. Before sealing him, you should have gouged out his eyeball and made it into a specimen.”

I have a great idea: releasing the Demon Eye through its eyeballs would have a pretty good effect.

"Arrogant!" Shuma Golas cursed, and countless dark purple light spots rapidly converged before the gaping maw of the abyss, condensing into a destructive sphere of light comparable to a star.

A generous gift crab!

Faced with the sphere of light capable of annihilating everything, Evil Aaron cursed inwardly and immediately used Kamar-Taj's strongest defensive magic - Hoggus.

The ball of light struck Evil Aaron, pushing him backward while the cold, evil energy eroded his dragon body, erasing the layer of dragon scales that covered him from his chest to his abdomen.

Boom!

The sphere of light suddenly vanished, transforming into countless emerald green light butterflies.

"Ouch, that really hurts!" Aaron looked at the white smoke rising from his chest, his wariness of Shuma Golas growing even stronger.

Thankfully, it was blocked; otherwise, it wouldn't have been as simple as just losing a layer of skin.

The horse rune pattern flickered in Aaron's pupils, and a white healing light appeared on his chest, instantly restoring his injuries.

"Let's see how many times you can block this." Shuma Golas gathered his energy once more.

"I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood to fight you, otherwise I would definitely rip your eyes out." Evil Aaron said in a nasty tone, and then took out an enlarged triangular prism-shaped jar.

Wei Zheng's jar possesses a sealing spell, making it an ideal container for sealing magic.

"To be honest, this is the first time I've used this trick, so I'm not very skilled at it."

However... this is definitely the best move for you.

"go to hell!"

Shuma Golas roared and unleashed an even more ferocious dark purple shockwave.

Evil Aaron opened Wei Zheng's jar, then raised his two dragon claws and aimed them at Shuma Golas, shouting, "Mafuba!"

The moment the words fell, the entire realm was filled with green energy that spun like a fan, and Shuma Golas was right at the center of the vortex.

The dark purple energy surge transformed into a waterspout, spinning wildly as it plunged into Wei Zheng's jar.

Shuma Golas stared wide-eyed in horror, as if he now understood what Aaron meant by the seal.

He frantically moved his tentacles, trying to resist the energy.

But within the emerald green energy field, his tentacles clearly became uncontrollable, causing his giant red eyes to rotate in sync with the energy field.

Realizing that his body was out of control, Shuma Golas immediately released dark purple energy, preparing to break through this area with all his might.

However, the energy he released was quickly drawn into the green energy field and absorbed by Wei Zheng's jar.

The enormous green body was gradually elongated, and the huge, red eyes with sharp teeth were gradually flattened, as if it were transforming from three-dimensional to two-dimensional.

Shuma Golas struggled violently, frantically fleeing in the opposite direction from the mouth of the altar.

But the body, which was being compressed to almost flattened, found it increasingly difficult to resist the suction force, and could only watch in despair as it slowly approached the mouth of the black jar.

"Do not..."

"go in!"

Evil Aaron stopped casting his spell, and the green energy field instantly dissipated.

He closed the jar, panting, and then stuck a talisman drawn with his blood onto it, which stabilized the shaking jar.

Evil Aaron tapped the jar with his dragon claw, revealing the scene inside.

The green Shuma Golas floated in the endless darkness, his large red eyes filled with rage.

He was attacking almost frantically, each tentacle constantly unleashing energy, searching for an outlet.

But his attack was like a stone sinking into the sea, causing no ripples whatsoever, and instead fueled his rage.

In that instant, the two Aarons vaguely sensed that the spectators who were crossing the cosmic barrier had stopped. Clearly, they had not expected that someone of Shuma Golas's rank would be defeated in such a short time, which made their minds clearer.

This is where the effect of making an example of someone becomes apparent; before a new leader emerges, no one will dare to provoke them.

But that's enough; this amount of time is enough for him to completely devour Surtur.

"Let me out, let me out now."

"Stop struggling. This seal is impossible to break, not even if your true form comes, let alone your clone."

There is no time, no space, no dimensions inside; there is nothing but you. You can fully enjoy eternity.

“I’m being a little more merciful, though. He not only sealed your true form, but also forced you into a deep sleep.”

But I'm different. I've only sealed you away. You can clearly feel that, and you're always conscious, but you can't escape.

Schuma Golas: ......

I'd rather just fall asleep too!

Knowing full well that he was serving a life sentence, he couldn't even deceive himself.

He not only killed the man but also tried to destroy his spirit!

What will it take for you to let me out?

"I still prefer your previous rebellious self. Why don't you go back to your old self?"

"Don't bully me too much. I am, after all, a superdimensional demon god."

"Your true form is a superdimensional demon god; you are merely a dimensional demon god with a title but no substance."

Furthermore, a prisoner should have the awareness of a prisoner; I don't need to teach you that, do I?

"How dare you humiliate the great Eye Demon like this! You will regret it."

"Regret? You'll only regret it if you can't beat me." Evil Aaron said with a sneer. "Do you know what I'm going to do with you? Forget about the eternal seal. I'll refine your very essence."

"You think you can refine me? You only need to release me first. Do you dare?"

"Of course not now. I mean, I won't do anything I'm not sure of once I'm strong enough."

Even if I accidentally release you, I'm confident I can seal you back in.

"you dare?"

“I really dare. Since I was able to eat Surtur, I naturally have the ability to eat you.”

Losing an avatar with sufficient primordial power like yourself must be a significant loss for your main body as well!

"what!"

Shuma Golas roared in anger, but his voice was quickly drowned out by the darkness.

Evil Aaron stored Wei Zheng's jar into a spatial magic circle, then looked into the deep universe, his red-glowing eyes seemingly able to meet the gazes of those greedy speculators across the endless void.

Roar!

He spread his enormous dark dragon wings and spewed out green fiery dragon flames, encircling Shan Yaren and Surtur, whose bones had become much dimmer.

He then reverted to his human form, took out an empty potion bottle, and tossed it in his hand. "I don't want anyone to disturb him until he finishes his meal."

I certainly can't stop everyone, but I can definitely stop the first one.

If you don't believe me, you can try it, but you'll have to bear the consequences yourself.

The numerous sub-celestial fathers, and even celestial father-level demons gathered before the dimensional rift looked at each other, none daring to take the first step.

The Eye Demon sealed him away without a second thought; they didn't believe they were stronger than Shuma Golas.

"What should we do? Should we select a volunteer?"

"Are you joking?"

"One might not be enough. We demon gods might not even be worthy of him using that powerful sealing magic. The probability of being killed instantly by a single sword strike is probably greater."

"Just say we're all cannon fodder."

"That's the absolute truth. Even the flames under the Father can't get past it."

To deplete him, you either need to be strong enough or have enough of him.

But not now. As long as Surtur is alive, his magic power is inexhaustible. Even if it means risking his life, he won't be the one to suffer.

"Are you giving up?"

"Why should we? If we miss this opportunity, the next one might be the end of the universe."

"Yes, we're not waiting for a chance to fight."

Those cosmic-level big shots are the main force. Let's stay far away; if we're lucky, we might be able to snatch some scraps on the outskirts of the battlefield.