This made Jack Clark's face turn grim.
However, since the opponent had targeted him, he dared to delve deep into enemy territory, so how could he possibly not have other preparations?
Roar! The Destruction Emperor Dragon, returning to the Chaos Turbulent Sea, roared, its feather horns on either side flashing with space, emitting terrifying spatial fluctuations.
While the space-time summoning mark on his left hand was sealed, Jack Clark's right arm still had space inscriptions twining around it, coordinates that could allow the Destruction Emperor Dragon to tear open a temporary pathway at any time given its current strength and the presence of those coordinates.
If any Demon Gods dared follow its true body during its arrival, it would teach them what cruelty meant.
Without the cost of maintaining a summoned existence, its destruction form could last for days, which was enough to grind down those two Demon Gods.
However...