Chapter 1549: Chapter 1232: The Meeting

At this point, the game phase of the Descent God Game has ended, and next comes the punishment 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 moment, Constantin’s gaze was gloomy, and his expression was extremely 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 game; at this moment, with a strange laugh, it swung the scythe mercilessly across Constantin’s body.

In an instant, Constantin’s figure trembled, and some soul fragments 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 punishment?"

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? Meeting for the first time, Monsieur Constantin has prepared such a generous gift for me, how overly polite~"

Constantin looked at Su Yuan with a gloomy expression, trying to say something, 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 fragments.

Handing over this curse seal signifies submission to the other as a servant.

The demon decree in the Descent God Game, 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 formed 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 someone who had once lost to Su Yuan!

Both the final punishment of the game and its process weighed heavily on Constantin’s heart.

’Damn it!.... Is this Su Yuan really my nemesis?’

Holding the decree, Su Yuan shook it slightly and laughed, "Well then... Constantin, until we meet next time."

Filled with resentment, 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 Judgement 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 immediately 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 game 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 game!

At least, Alpha knew that Reinhardt had once broken through Constantin’s demon game.

As for others... even Darian, now at the Ninth Stage of the round table, had been unable to defeat Constantin under the game’s rules.

And Su Yuan shook his head slightly, as his victory this time was in large part due to Ashley’s help...

"He’s out! It’s Yang Heng!"

At this moment, an exclamation came from among the students of Great Flame 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 came out, Domen didn’t!"

"Hmm?? Look over there at Qiguang, Domen 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 Flame’s team.

Having just completed the Descent God Game, Yang Heng was still a bit dazed, but the assembled geniuses of Great Flame 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 time 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 something 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 someone 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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