"You want to be your slave?" Siria glared fiercely.
Up to now, only others would beco his slaves. When had he ever been soone else’s slave? And even if he were willing, who would dare want a demigod like him as a slave?
Ordinary slave chips were at most only able to control martial artists below the level of Transcenders. For martial artists above that, it was necessary to use a soul contract for control.
This soul contract was sothing passed down from the Root Universe, and its essence was a type of runic pattern. Only powerful runic masters from that era could possibly inscribe such a soul contract. However, these things were incredibly expensive. Even back then, Siria had paid a great price to acquire just a few.
Of course, within cosmic civilizations, there also existed so secret techniques from the Root Universe that could establish a soul contract without using runic patterns, but such things were almost never shared.
Even if one obtained such a secret technique, because it needed to establish a connection through the soul, if the caster and the subject had a significant disparity in strength, there was a high possibility of the process damaging the soul. Not only would the contract fail, but you might lose more than you gain.
Therefore, controlling a demigod was hardly easy. Even if Fang Jueyu had a way to control him, the process was extrely dangerous.
"Having the privilege of being my slave is an honor!"
In fact, Fang Jueyu had thought it over carefully; if he could control a demigod slave, the long-term benefits would be substantial!
Even though he had the Wanshen Manor, and in case of danger, Fang Jueyu could summon demigod puppets to assist him, each use consud a considerable amount of Cosmic Crystals. Over the long term, this was a massive expense.
If he turned Siria into his slave, as long as he didn’t encounter a situation where he was besieged by a group of demigods, he could completely put his mind at ease, and this free henchman wouldn’t cost a thing.
"Hahaha, what a joke! , a mighty demigod, beco a slave to a little Divine Ability User like you? I’d rather die than fulfill your wish!"
A hint of determination flashed in Siria’s eyes. Surrounded by all the demigods, fighting was absolutely not an option, and escaping was nearly impossible. Today, he would either die in battle or beco Fang Jueyu’s slave. There was hardly a third path!
"Who would’ve thought that I’d et such an end today," Siria sneered coldly. He never imagined he would be driven into a corner for offending a Divine Ability User.
"Even if I die today, I’m still a powerful demigod!" Siria laughed to the sky, and the vast Cosmic Source Power shook the entire Okai Civilization.
Siria’s eyes were resolute. A force began to ignite within his internal universe, and a destructive power slowly seeped out of his body, feeling like a massive star nearing the end of its life.
"Stop pretending like you’re an overlord of West Chu!" Fang Jueyu pointed forward. "Trying to self-destruct? You won’t succeed in that in front of ! Guys, get him!"
In an instant, a colossal power surged from each of the hundred demigods’ bodies. A crystal-like cage appeared around Siria.
This cage nearly completely isolated him from the outside world, and the Cosmic Source Power he had accumulated to ignite his internal universe suddenly beca depleted.
"Clang!" Before Siria could make his next move, a silver sword stabbed through the void and pierced his abdon.
For a demigod martial artist, such physical trauma was trivial and could nd in a mont, but this was no ordinary sword. It was a complete Divine Weapon!
The mont the sword pierced Siria’s body, it began to devour the Cosmic Source Power within him!
The power inside him, already barely sufficient to ignite his internal universe, beca calm and quiet after the Divine Weapon stabbed into his body.
"Heh heh heh," Fang Jueyu approached Siria. "Trying to self-destruct in front of ? That trick won’t work! I’ll give you a chance, open your soul to , or I’ll employ ruthless asures against you!"
The power difference between Fang Jueyu and Siria was too vast. Fang Jueyu had no ans to forcibly plant his Soul Mark into Siria’s soul, unless Siria voluntarily opened his soul to him. Otherwise, Fang Jueyu would have no way around it.
"If you have the guts, just kill !" At this mont, Siria was like a lion without fangs, glaring at Fang Jueyu, unable to do anything.
"Oh no, I’m not going to kill you, killing you would be a huge loss for !" Fang Jueyu said. "But I’ll have them beat and curse you. I have all the ti in the world, and I can slowly wear you down!"
Among Fang Jueyu’s demigod puppets, so mastered powerful arrays and inscriptions. Relying on these techniques, Fang Jueyu needed to expend only a small number of resources to control Siria.
After all, the Cosmic Federation School imposed no ti limits, allowing Fang Jueyu to play the long ga with Siria.
"What... what are you going to do?"
"You’ll find out soon enough!" Fang Jueyu took out a ring and tossed it to one of the demigods. "Your task now!"
"Yes, young master!"
That demigod extracted a multitude of unfamiliar items from the ring, drawing a complex rune in the void. Subsequently, a large amount of Energy Crystals and Cosmic Crystals ignited, and chains flew out from the array, wrapping around Siria.
At that mont, he felt as if his body had been hollowed out, losing most of his strength, Cosmic Source Power, and even control over his own body!
"What have you done?" Siria was terrified, wanting to struggle, but the scarlet chains inflicted trendous pain with every attempt.
"Heh heh heh, I just love the tough ones. Like I said, if you resist, I’ll have them beat and curse you, but you’ll have to lose your ability to resist first!" Fang Jueyu said insidiously.
"Despicable!"
"Hahaha, don’t bla . If you must, bla my teacher Wang Genji. I learned this shalessness from him," Fang Jueyu recalled so of the demigods, leaving two to guard the place. One wielded a whip, while the other held sothing that looked like an oil lamp. Both items were genuine Divine Artifacts!
"Beat him until he submits!"
"Yes, young master!"
Under the gaze of all, Fang Jueyu returned to the ground. By this ti, the forr invaders had long been consud by the storm of ti and space. The demigod, subdued by Fang Jueyu, seed like a warrior of the entire Okai Civilization!
The entire royal city was cheering. Warriors and ordinary residents alike shed tears of excitent.
"Mr. Fang, thank you for saving our civilization." Queen Aisana bowed deeply to Fang Jueyu.
"So white, so big!" Fang Jueyu caught a glimpse of sothing he shouldn’t have, feeling two warm streams flow down from his nose.
"Mr. Fang... you..."
"Oh, it’s nothing, maybe the weather is too dry and I’m a bit overheated. Just had a fight, might have gotten a little shaken up, nothing to worry about!" Fang Jueyu quickly wiped away his nosebleed.
"That’s good," Aisana sighed in relief, then looked worryingly at the sky where the figure was wrapped in red chains. "Mr. Fang, what about that demigod..."
"Oh, no worries, I’ve got him under control. You can pretend he doesn’t exist. I need soone to handle chores, and he seems fit for the job, but he’s a bit too arrogant. I think he needs so training, so I’ll be staying here for a while longer."
"That’s great!" Queen Aisana smiled joyously at these words. "Soone, arrange accommodation for Mr. Fang imdiately. Use the highest standards!"
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