Sparkle: I won't blame you for Aha's death, but I'm keeping the money for the graveyard rave tickets!

"Ha... haha..."

The Aeon of Destruction's lips curled into a smile.

Then... his laughter gradually overlapped with Aha's.

The moment the frequencies of their voices completely aligned, the Aeon of Destruction raised the chainsaw in his hand and charged fearlessly at the Aeon of Preservation standing beside the Aeon of Abundance.

The Aeon of Joy had indeed once appeared in some disguise and wounded the Aeon of Destruction with a single sword strike, but the Aeon of Joy's power had never been swordsmanship. It was joy.

"Tch, useless trash." Chen Luo said disdainfully.

Aha's laughter echoed throughout this miniature universe built from the divine power of Preservation.

That towering wall instead became a barrier that prevented Aha's laughter from spreading outward, causing the sound to reverberate continuously throughout the miniature universe, layer upon layer.

With this miniature universe, Aha was like a landlady with a giant loudspeaker.

It really was not the Aeon of Destruction's fault that he had been assimilated after holding out for only a short while. These false Aeons elevated through the power of Emissaries possessed only power.

They were even inferior to that Wraith who had been given the power of an Emissary of Destruction by Chen Luo and used it through a genie lamp, the one who practiced swordsmanship.

At least that one had consciousness, while these false Aeons created through the transformation of artifacts did not.

That was one reason these false Aeons performed so pathetically.

Another reason was Chen Luo's deliberate restraint, because this was not the stage for these false Aeons.

Of course, "pathetic" was relative.

Aside from being unable to defeat Aeons, the current combat power of these false Aeons was still beyond the reach of all other beings.

After all, when brute force reached a certain level, it could be