"A minor insurance policy." Austin flicked his finger.
SWISH!
The silver mark transformed into a streak of flowing light, completely ignoring the Hellfire burning around the Demon King, and sank directly into its forehead.
The Abyssal Demon King trembled all over. It could feel a brand being firmly stamped onto its soul origin.
"Once the matter is resolved, the mark will naturally disappear," Austin said, his voice icy. "Barak, but if you dare to flee back to the Abyssal realm halfway..."
He paused, a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes. At the moment he left the mark, Austin Sage had already acquired the true name of this Abyssal Demon King. "I will personally go to the Abyssal realm, drag you out, find another place, and seal you away for ten thousand years."
The massive body of the Abyssal Demon King Barak trembled violently, burying its head even deeper. It had only one thought right now: get as far away from this terrifying Mage as possible.
"Get lost."
