Chapter 866 - 490: Seal

Su Huan’s expression grew increasingly indifferent, ’Too late.’

The Tier Three "Fighting Master" has two skills, and "Absolute Domain" has now evolved into the Court of All Things, inheriting and amplifying the corresponding effects, with the most direct being the empowerment of the user.

When Su Huan saw the false Shapeshifter Vikaron, he had already activated the domain, but instead of external suppression, it was internal empowerment, primarily to trigger the second effect—"Gathering Strength"!

Gathering Strength is not calculated based on the Tier Three class but is superimposed with Su Huan’s overall qualities.

This means increasing the intensity based on a foundation of 4+3!

The conversation just now wasn’t just for tricking information but also to wait for the skill effect, stacking up to reach his peak state.

At the critical moment, the false Oathkeeper Miu’en opened a heavy book amidst the white flames, similar to Vikaron’s shotgun. The moment it left the white flames, the book became tangible, with a red leather cover and copper corners, emitting an eerie pressure spreading around like the Tier Four Slaughterer sealed in the coffin by Su Huan.

The book pages tore themselves out, burning to ashes in the air, while short and obscure sounds echoed midair.

"You shall not raise a hand to harm this person,

nor use others’ hands, nor the principles of all things, to commit acts of destruction or harm.

If you break this oath,

the flames of the abyss shall befall you,

your power shall fade into nothingness, your flesh and blood shall be tormented,

your original sin will eternally increase, with no day of release..."

As the rule-bound oath was recited, the false Oathkeeper Miu’en’s form grew taller, like a priest teaching a lost lamb, growing more and more majestic.

The false Rememberer Recill also struck, using rules to erase Su Huan’s memories.

Facing four rule-wielding powerhouses simultaneously, even a Tier Four Evolver would be forcefully controlled for a period.

But on the train conductor’s face appeared a strange smile as he reached out his hand without hesitation, catching Recill by the throat under their astonished gazes.

"Original sin? Torment?" Su Huan slowly tightened his grip, his expression joyful and gentle, "I wonder if your abyss can accommodate my mass of killings, if it can bear the wailing of 1.2 billion souls from the Four Nations?"

The killing intent that had been contained but not released suddenly erupted, the blood debt of destroying countless lives had long permeated Su Huan’s bones and blood, seeped into his soul, irremovable, indelible, like a mountain of bones he bore on his back. Just by standing there, the sense of gloom spreading out made the four high-level demons shiver.

They hadn’t launched invasions on planes, hadn’t slaughtered living beings.

But a high-level demon only lives a few hundred years, even if they fight every day, how many can they kill?

These are abyssal demons, a chaotic race infatuated with combat.

Each demon had this question mark appear in their mind.

Why does a human possess such enormous killing intent?

Even on the world battlefield, not many legends have such a level of killing.

Is this the pillar chosen by the main world?

Su Huan naturally wouldn’t know the reason for their distraction, he inversely activated the Wanxiang Domain, and the Recill in his hand disappeared instantly, leaving not even a trace of white flame, while parts of the glowing white patterns on his body dimmed.

All Things-Sealing!

This was the means he prepared for Vikaron, only he didn’t expect the opponent’s helpers to be so numerous, leaving it unused.

Feeling Su Huan’s somewhat regretful gaze, Vikaron involuntarily shivered.

’So it’s sealing!’

Miu’en suddenly realized, if his face weren’t formed of white flames, it would surely be terrifyingly ugly at this moment. He restricted the rules, limited the slaughter and destruction, but never restricted the sealing method!

Yet he still couldn’t understand.

"Why, why can you resist Recill’s ability?"

Miu’en’s voice carried a tone of absurd questioning.

’Because my memory itself is a tangled mess...

Thinking of this, Su Huan couldn’t help but want to laugh, but unfortunately couldn’t laugh out loud, fearing the last thoughts might escape from his mouth.

But fragmented laughter seeped through his clenched teeth, the poignant self-mockery sending chills down the remaining demons’ spines.

They excel in battles of the strong oppressing the weak, not in confronting a mentally unstable powerhouse!

"Next, it’s your turn, isn’t it?"

Amidst the uneasy stir of the demons, the wildly unleashed emotions and demeanor suddenly retracted, and Su Huan abruptly shifted his gaze, his narrow eyes sharp as blades.

Miu’en was startled, stepping back, but Su Huan had already turned and rushed towards Vikaron.

"Boom!"

The double-barreled shotgun fired simultaneously, opening up a hole in the chest of the train conductor’s newly healed back, the bullet made of special material tearing through the layers of defense woven by energy, ripping skin, muscle, damaging parts of the bone before viciously piercing the heart.

But it’s fine, he still has two more!

Amidst the flying blood, the train conductor fully unleashing his battle power revealed his ferocity, black hair wildly swaying like a terrifying fierce beast, blocking the gun muzzle with one hand, ripping Vikaron’s body to shreds with the other, pulling out his essence from the bloody remains, sealing it within his own body as well.

This is the fastest effective way, currently the only method available.

"Next one."

"...who’s next?"

The sharply penetrating laughter echoed like devilish sounds within a radius of several kilometers, two white silhouettes shivering like voles, frantically scurrying.

...

"Faster, go faster, are you crawling?!"

He Jie sat on the back of the snowmobile, loudly urging, the frigid wind pouring into his mouth but unable to extinguish the boiling blood within him.

Mountain Goat was scolded so harshly he didn’t dare make a sound, gritting his teeth and glancing ahead through the dim light.