"Are you trying to bluff me? At a time like this, you still dare toy with the great Demon Lord?" Samael laughed in fury and shoved forward with both hands, accelerating the white sphere's movement to the left.
Abei and Supersonic maintained their breath attack and gunfire, but they could not stop that destruction-filled energy from drawing closer.
"Ah!" Aaron let out a long sigh. "You forced my hand."
"You... plural?" Samael froze for a moment. Could someone else be secretly helping him?
That did not seem impossible. Ancient One's absence alone said a great deal.
At the same time, Ancient One, who was leisurely sipping tea in the Kamar-Taj library, suddenly paused.
Did he notice? No matter.
As long as she refused to admit it, Gaius would have no grounds to blame her for standing by and watching him die.
"I originally intended to solve this in a gentler way, but I didn't expect things to escalate this far." Aaron spoke with a trace of self-mockery, then raised his head to look at the sky, his gaze seemingly meeting the surveillance satellites beyond Earth.
"Since that's the case, making an even bigger mess shouldn't matter."
"What a joke! Hahaha..."
Samael burst out laughing, but his laughter abruptly stopped the next moment.
A box emitting a ghostly blue glow had suddenly appeared in Aaron's hand. A single glance at it was enough to send chills through one's entire body.
"The Casket of Ancient Winters? How can this Divine Artifact be in your hands?" Samael instantly lost his composure, his voice full of disbelief.
He had lived for countless years, so naturally, he had witnessed the war in which the Frost Giants invaded Earth.
Though Laufey, King of the Frost Giants, had ultimately been defeated by Odin, that did not diminish