At this point, the ga phase of the Descent God Ga has ended, and next cos the punishnt phase!
Runes flickered on the dark red barrier as the dark red light slowly rippled out, revealing Constantin’s figure once more facing Su Yuan and Yang Heng.
However, at this mont, Constantin’s gaze was gloomy, and his expression was extrely sullen.
A clown demon with a grotesque smile appeared in the center of the barrier, and in its hand, it held a pitch-black scythe.
"Keke!"
The clown demon first looked at Su Yuan, then turned its head to look at Constantin beside it, having already determined the victor.
It didn’t matter that Constantin was the caster of the demon’s ga; at this mont, with a strange laugh, it swung the scythe rcilessly across Constantin’s body.
In an instant, Constantin’s figure trembled, and so soul fragnts were stirred up by the scythe, turning into a token inscribed with bizarre runes which flew into the clown’s hand, before being tossed to Su Yuan.
"Is this the punishnt?"
Su Yuan raised his hand to catch the token, glanced at it briefly, and understood its function. He turned to look at Constantin, a smile appearing on his face, "A demon’s soul decree? eting for the first ti, Monsieur Constantin has prepared such a generous gift for , how overly polite~"
Constantin looked at Su Yuan with a gloomy expression, trying to say sothing, but the demon decree in Su Yuan’s hand glowed faintly, stopping Constantin from speaking.
The demon decree is a curse seal used by the Demon Race to enslave others through soul fragnts.
Handing over this curse seal signifies submission to the other as a servant.
The demon decree in the Descent God Ga, while not as powerful, has similar effects.
Constantin is required to show reverence and respect to the holder of the demon decree, as if to a master, and furthermore... the demon decree can forcibly issue a single command to Constantin.
If Constantin had won, obtaining the decree ford by Su Yuan’s soul and then transforming and enhancing it through the demon principle, he could have forcibly issued two or three commands to Su Yuan.
But Constantin never imagined he would lose...
And not to Su Yuan himself, but to soone who had once lost to Su Yuan!
Both the final punishnt of the ga and its process weighed heavily on Constantin’s heart.
’Damn it!.... Is this Su Yuan really my nesis?’
Holding the decree, Su Yuan shook it slightly and laughed, "Well then... Constantin, until we et next ti."
Filled with resentnt, Constantin’s face was grim as water, a cold snort escaping him as he prepared to leave.
But under the power of the demon decree, Constantin was compelled to bow deeply, speaking through gritted teeth yet respectfully, "Yes, Mister Su Yuan!"
"Ke ke ke..."
The clown demon mockingly swung the Judgent Scythe, shattering the dark red barrier into spirit light, and Su Yuan and Constantin disappeared from the field...
"Royal Envoy Su? Are you okay!"
Almost instantly, Alpha and Wu Yan imdiately noticed that Su Yuan’s divine thought had returned.
Su Yuan’s eyes flickered slightly, a light smile playing on his lips, "Not bad, the interaction with Monsieur Constantin was quite pleasant~"
Upon hearing this, Wu Yan knew that Su Yuan hadn’t been at a disadvantage: "That’s good!"
Alpha couldn’t contain his admiration, "Royal Envoy Su, truly extraordinary."
Although he knew Su Yuan’s strength was remarkable, the demon ga of Constantin was governed by various rules, and even if one’s strength surpassed Constantin’s in a direct confrontation, it might not be possible to defeat him in the ga!
At least, Alpha knew that Reinhardt had once broken through Constantin’s demon ga.
As for others... even Darian, now at the Ninth Stage of the round table, had been unable to defeat Constantin under the ga’s rules.
And Su Yuan shook his head slightly, as his victory this ti was in large part due to Ashley’s help...
"He’s out! It’s Yang Heng!"
At this mont, an exclamation ca from among the students of Great Fla in the front.
In the mock battlefield, the rotating Yin Yang Energy suddenly expanded, and "Yang Heng" was back in the field.
The hundreds of fission body avatars on which red lights flickered sank into the dark red barrier and vanished without a trace.
"Yang Heng ca out, Don didn’t!"
"Hmm?? Look over there at Qiguang, Don has already been eliminated!"
"Wow, Yang Heng is amazing, we won!"
The crowd cheered enthusiastically, as black light swirled up from beneath Yang Heng, teleporting him back to Great Fla’s team.
Having just completed the Descent God Ga, Yang Heng was still a bit dazed, but the assembled geniuses of Great Fla like Wen Long, Zhao Ziyan, and others gathered around him.
"Yang Heng, what exactly happened?!"
"I bet that couldn’t have been your own doing, right?"
"During that ti you disappeared, what happened, how did you suddenly win?"
Wen Long and Zhao Ziyan surrounded Yang Heng, excitedly and curiously questioning the details of the final battle.
Yang Heng, jolted back from the weight of Feng Xuanqing’s disappearance, recalled the peculiar experience just now, and was equally eager to brag a bit to everyone, but then he thought of sothing else, raising his head to look towards Su Yuan in the distance.
"I’ll tell you later."
Su Yuan’s voice lightly reached Yang Heng’s ears.
Yang Heng quickly nodded, his eyes filled with reverence and eagerness.
Having personally experienced Feng Xuanqing’s greatness, Yang Heng now admired Su Yuan even more!
Even soone as astonishingly talented and mysteriously skilled in Daoist magic as Feng Xuanqing had fallen to Su Yuan—it was a defeat both complete and willingly accepted...
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