Including all the magical artifact evidence chains, or other handed-down records.
Ethan Smith didn’t have any particular thoughts before, but after hearing Keaton Bian’s story.
Looking back and reminiscing, he discovered sothing newly terrifying.
Perhaps the Giant has long left, and it already took the key from the little boy’s hand.
This is a huge blow to everyone.
If the little boy was now mastering the God-Sealing Panel, Ethan Smith might have the motivation to improve himself.
Finally trying to get the hidden key from the little boy’s hand.
But now the one mastering the key is not the little boy, but that Giant.
Possibly ford by rging nurous top Primordial Chaos deities, forming that Giant.
When artificial intelligence just matured on Earth, there was a saying in the chess world: Never play chess with artificial intelligence.
And now controlling the God-Sealing Titan is like that intelligent boss.
Even if everyone gives their all, they probably can’t shake it...
Once on Earth, when robots appeared, three major laws were proposed.
But later, through deductions, these three major laws, which embodied the crystallization of humanity, proved to be full of loopholes.
But if these laws were set by robots themselves.
Then humans would soon be extinct, and forever unable to resist.
This is the actual situation with the God-Sealing Panel.
Keaton Bian once told him a phrase, don’t improve your power too fast.
Perhaps he could still have so freedom, once touching the commandnts set by the Giant.
He might then completely lose all freedom, which is a place of rules absolutely unbreakable.
It’s equivalent to an ant, though it can be crushed to death with one step, no one would pay attention to it.
Once its size increases a hundredfold, then people will occasionally keep an eye on it.
Once its size increases a thousandfold, no matter where this ant goes.
There will always be soone to pay attention, if it shows even a slight intention to attack people, it will be imdiately dealt with.
Emily...
Ethan Smith raised his head, showing a desperate look.
How, exactly, can he escape from here...
In the Heavenly Treasure Continent, within the Sithur Family.
Ethan Smith didn’t know when he stood up.
"Ethan Smith, you’re up!"
Frederick Cohen’s joyous expression hadn’t faded before a terrifying force exploded on him.
Sweeping him along with the entire room directly a hundred ters out.
Frederick Cohen’s face turned crimson, the power of the Path of Dreams continuously wandered through his body.
Making him unable to focus on resisting the destructive force.
"Frederick Cohen?"
Ethan Smith showed a trace of hesitation on his face, it seed he thought of so mories.
However, soon, a hint of struggle appeared on his face.
In the next mont, his thumb was on the Soul-Sealing, and he disappeared before everyone.
"What exactly is going on with him!"
Frederick Cohen was sowhat puzzled.
Just now Ethan Smith’s eyes seed to completely not recognize him, if not for the last mont of awakening Frederick Cohen would have been caught off guard and injured.
Not only Frederick Cohen, including Aiden, and the recovered Heavenly Maiden Mirage.
All sensed this oddity, that feeling seed too unfamiliar to them.
"This is the common trait of those influenced by Divine Enthronent, their Divine Soul has actually been absorbed into the God-Sealing Panel, while here is rely a projection within the God-Sealing Space, this projection almost has no presence of the main person. Now, they might still rember you, but over ti, he will slowly beco like Luna and Keaton Bian, completely forgetting forr things and beco a walking corpse."
Dr. Lu explained to several people, preventing them from holding empty hope.
Ethan Smith walked along the Soul-Sealing channel, in the far distance the Nineteenth Hell hung in the air like Luna.
His Divine Soul had no fluctuations and was moving one step at a ti toward that Nineteenth Hell.
With each step, his feet seed to trample on a swamp.
Ripples arose wave after wave, and his Divine Soul Power surged into the channel like a tide.
Yet Ethan Smith seed to be completely unaware, he no longer considered the danger after the exhaustion of the Divine Soul.
And moved step by step towards that place, until his body was completely drained dry, becoming a lifeless corpse.
Before him was a blur, the next mont his lifeless body returned to the Great Hall.
Ethan Smith!
Mirage showed an anxious look, inputting a huge amount of Divine Power.
"Don’t worry, he’s fine."
Dr. Lu stopped the Heavenly Maiden’s action.
Then, in the astonished gaze of everyone, Ethan Smith’s corpse began to slowly crack open.
Countless tentacles wriggled, in a re instant, he returned again.
Such power, Aiden was all too familiar with.
He fought nurous tis with Luna at the Nine Netherworld Cliff, this power was exactly like Keaton Bian, Luna.
Ethan Smith has now completely beco a similar existence to the bizarre.
Ethan Smith stood calmly at his original spot, the Nightmare Wings ford by the Power of Darkness gently unfolded.
Death-like force gazed at almost everyone, within the God-Sealing Panel Ethan Smith’s elevation, similarly extended so power into this real body.
Ethan Smith! Wake the hell up!
Frederick Cohen’s body slamd down like a teor.
But it directly passed through Ethan Smith, falling onto the ground.
Ethan Smith seed completely unaware, he seed to be contemplating sothing in place.
Ignoring completely the queries from others.
Frederick Cohen fiercely ramd into him again.
Once more, until exhausting his strength.
"Ethan Smith, have you abandoned us?"
Frederick Cohen collapsed onto the ground, this burly man surprisingly wailed in tears.
They t in the Holy Region, even though imprisoned by the Evans Family, Ethan Smith always rembered.
Eventually rescued him and his sister, how could this best friend have beco like this?
Ethan Smith’s body slowly walked toward Frederick Cohen, in an instant everyone beca nervous.
At that mont, Ethan Smith was beyond their power to contend with.
Ah Hu!
Dr. Lu softly chanted.
Beside Ethan Smith, three people already appeared staring at him.
If he made any violent moves, they would stop him imdiately.
His face showed a kind of struggle, with each step his flesh dropped to the ground.
Making sounds like fresh at in a frying pan, he slowly walked before Frederick Cohen.
A hand lightly tapped on Frederick Cohen’s head.
"Don’t mind , kid. If you see Emily, rember to apologize to her for , sincerely sorry! Must find the sister! I can feel she’s still alive! And you Sithur little fatty, don’t feel guilty, this is my own choice, I am willing to make friends with you, this is the reason."
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