Chapter 290
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After a moment of inspecting the contents of the instrument, Azmodeus could basically deduce what the purpose of the Cosmic Sealer was.
This understanding put an even more amused look on his face.
"So you wanted to seal me up? Like some sort of devil!? Isn't that too cruel of you??" Azmodeus laughingly spoke these words, various emotions passing through his gaze.
"..."
The Island King took one look at those curved, crescent moon-like eyes of his and knew that he was fucked.
There was no doubt about it…
And it turned out that he was as correct as could be!
"Tell me, old man. How would you like it if I were to seal you up in a cosmic boot for an indefinite amount of time?"
Azmodeus's expression suddenly morphed from an entertained one into something far more evil. His face warped and spiked, leading to the intense fluctuation of both his body and aura.
"Do tell me… How would you like it!?"
