Chapter 645 - 643: Who Wants to Instigate the Immortal-Demon War?

Chapter 645: Chapter 643: Who Wants to Instigate the Immortal-Demon War?

In the sky above.

One miserable scream followed another.

"AHH... Stop..."

"Boy, I said stop! Do you think so little of me that you wish to make an enemy of all of Celestria?"

Hearing this, Aaron Sinclair burst out laughing. "Hahaha, that’s hilarious. I don’t like the sound of that at all. Don’t tell me that after you brought your men to my doorstep to start a fight, we’re supposed to just stand here respectfully and let you beat us up? Or should we have asked, ’Have you eaten yet, Divine Monarch?’ Do I look like an idiot to you? I’ve always lived by one principle: I won’t bother anyone who doesn’t bother me. But if someone messes with me, I’ll pay them back a hundred, a thousand times over."

As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of feathers on the back of the Golden Crow’s neck, yanking them and making it cry out hoarsely.

"CAW... This is outrageous! Simply outrageous! Do you really think you can withstand the wrath of Celestria?"

Corvus’s furious voice reached everyone’s ears.

Aaron Sinclair chuckled. "A bald crow still squawking when you’re about to die." As he spoke, he stood up and stomped down hard on the Golden Crow beneath his foot.

His physical strength was already immense, and he even infused this stomp with his Cultivation. The powerful force of the impact spread out, causing space itself to tremble and distort. The Golden Crow under his foot let out a piercing shriek and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, Aaron Sinclair shot into the air, his figure standing poised in the sky, the hem of his robes fluttering.

As for the Three-legged Golden Crow, Corvus, the Divine Monarch of the Golden Crow Clan, he was so grievously injured that his eyes had rolled back in his head. His flapping wings froze mid-air, and his body tumbled uncontrollably a few times before plummeting straight toward the ground. Golden feathers drifted down in its wake.

The Golden Crow’s body slammed heavily into the ground, gouging out a massive crater in an instant. The Golden Crow in the pit twitched its wings, as if convulsing, and let out a series of hoarse, grating squawks and hisses that were awful to hear.

The Golden Crow was quite a sight now. Its head and body were covered in bald patches, completely devoid of feathers. The flames on its body were dim, looking as if they were about to go out. The situation was just as Aaron Sinclair had jeered—it was now a truly bald crow.

After Corvus transformed back into his human form in the crater, his hair was a mess. A large patch on top of his head was now completely bald. His golden armor was in tatters, with several tears revealing his arms, legs, and chest. He looked like a refugee on the run.

"Insolent... Insolent..."

For a dignified member of Celestria like Corvus to be so utterly humiliated... he, who had always been high and mighty, couldn’t bear it.

And so, stumbling out of the crater, Corvus flew up to ground level, his eyes blazing with fury as he stared at Aaron Sinclair.

"You are a born demon, bloodthirsty and cruel. If a demonic creature like you is allowed to grow, you will surely become a scourge upon the world. You forced my hand. I will kill you today!"

Corvus pointed at the good-for-nothings he had brought with him and roared in fury, "What are you useless fools waiting for? Kill him, no matter the cost!"

"Yes, Divine Monarch."

The subordinates who had come with Corvus, having finally recovered, began attacking Aaron Sinclair with reckless abandon. The force of Aaron Sinclair’s earlier punch had sent them flying and left them unable to gather their Cultivation for a long time. They could only watch helplessly as their Divine Monarch was plucked and beaten to the ground. Now that they had recovered, they were determined to take this brat’s life.

"Demon, surrender at once!"

"Kill..."

Cries of battle rang out.

In response to their attacks, Aaron Sinclair just sneered and coolly spat out a single word.

"Scram..."

As he spoke, Aaron Sinclair waved his hand, and the Magic spells flying toward him were instantly reflected. His power struck his opponents directly, and in that instant, they began falling from the sky one after another like dumplings dropping into a pot. All they could do was cry out in pain.

Corvus was stunned by this scene.

’His men... defeated in a single move?’ "Impossible... This is impossible." He couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

The next moment, Aaron Sinclair’s figure flashed. He instantly appeared on the ground, standing directly across from Corvus.

Aaron Sinclair gently brushed a lock of hair from his forehead. He chuckled and said, "Hey, bald crow, you got any other tricks? Hurry up and use them. Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. Once you get to know me, you’ll find I’m actually quite polite. I always like to be considerate of others."

"Bald crow." Hearing that name again was an utter humiliation for a majestic Golden Crow. His eyes turned red with fury.

"You... are courting death."

As he spoke, Corvus performed a Sealing gesture with his hands and summoned his Magic Treasures.

’I have to say, compared to the Magic Treasures my dad just casually handed over, this so-called Divine Monarch of the Golden Crow Clan is pretty damn poor. The Magic Treasures he summoned look impressive, but they’re actually just a pile of junk.’

The so-called Golden Crow Divine Arrow, Demon Suppression Pearl, and Demon Binding Bracelet. As these Magic Treasures came within three meters of Aaron Sinclair, phantom images of the Magic Treasures on his own body manifested. Their powerful auras immediately crushed and destroyed his opponent’s artifacts, which turned to dust and smoke in an instant.

Aaron Sinclair scratched his head and said with a slight smile, "Don’t blame me. The Magic Treasures on me felt yours crossed a line, so they automatically defended against them."

He was telling the truth.

But to Corvus, it sounded like pure mockery, and he was so enraged that he coughed up another mouthful of blood. "Damn it, how can this be?"

Aaron Sinclair said earnestly, "It might be because I have a few too many Magic Treasures on me."

’He wasn’t lying about that. He really did have a lot of Magic Treasures on him. From the rings on his fingers to his bracelets, the golden ribbon in his hair, his belt, and his other accessories—all of them were top-tier Magic Treasures. Some were even relics from the Ancient Times.’

’These were all gifts from his father. He even had a pile more in his Storage Ring that he could swap out. All things considered, he was basically a rich second-generation kid, wasn’t he?’

"Boy, you forced me to do this! Today, even if I have to sacrifice all my Cultivation, I will still cut you down!" After making his threat, the Divine Spear appeared in his hand once again.

This time, he struck his own chest, spitting out a large mouthful of blood that sprayed all over the Divine Spear. At that moment, the Divine Spear in his hand erupted with a brilliant light, and ancient runes surfaced upon it.

In that instant, a powerful aura surged toward the heavens.

Seeing this,

Aaron Sinclair raised an eyebrow and couldn’t help but comment, "Oh? What kind of move is this? Seriously, I’ve never seen someone hit themselves before attacking. Could this be the legendary tactic of ’injuring the enemy by a thousand while losing eight hundred yourself’? I’ve learned something new today. Come on! Let me see your ultimate move."

’He guessed it was some kind of Magic that consumed one’s Life Force to grant a temporary boost in power.’