Suddenly, a long series of horns made all the demons shut their mouths, and the Red Mist at the bottom of the pit surged more cheerfully. The crystal-like lake was rolling like boiling lava.
Roland noticed that as the horns sounded, two demons walked out of the crowd and set foot on the slender stone bridge.
One of them was a Mad Demon, and the other was somewhat like the Lord of Hell mentioned by Agatha.
The former was burly enough, stronger than any Mad Demon he had seen before, but in front of the reptilian-like Lord of Hell, it was not enough.
Both of them were not wearing armor, and they pushed each other along the way. The atmosphere was not harmonious.
However, the surrounding demons did not show the slightest surprise. Instead, they seemed extremely excited.
What are they going to do? A duel?
Roland immediately thought of the card games of the barbarian races — one-on-one battles to show off their bravery. They would not stop until one side fell, and the one who survived to the end would be the hero of the race.
He was not being racist, but this kind of self-destructive fighting style looked exciting, but sooner or later, they would play themselves to death. Therefore, the once popular gladiatorial contests on Earth were only held between slaves and beasts. In other words, no one would feel sorry for anyone who died.
Of course, sitting on the side of the humans, they would naturally enjoy the show. Roland took advantage of the convenient perspective of the ghost to directly pass through the layers of demons and followed them to the stone bridge.
After entering the floating island, he found that this platform, which was about the size of the square in Neverwinter, had already arrived.
When Roland saw who it was, he could not help but widen his eyes.
It was actually a female demon!
No, he could not be sure that she was a literal female, but judging from her appearance, she did have many characteristics of a human female.
Moreover, she was quite good-looking, the kind that would definitely cause a wave in the future —
Wait, this is not scientific at all!
The alarm in his heart suddenly rang loudly.
How could an alien race that was completely different from human beings give birth to such a similar individual? Walking upright was one thing. For a predator, a higher field of vision would indeed bring more survival advantages. It could be considered a common skill point on the path of evolution, but even their appearances were so similar. This was a bit too much.
Fortunately, the female demon still retained very obvious otherworldling characteristics, such as greenish-black skin, protruding horns, bone spurs all over her shoulders and arms, and a vertical third eye on her forehead. Other than a transmigrator with extensive experience like him, no one else would have the slightest interest in such a horrifying 'monster'.
The two demons didn't start fighting immediately. Instead, they bowed to the white-robed woman before retreating to the edge of the platform and facing the Red Mist Lake.
The female devil also slowly walked to the edge of the island and loudly chanted.
The surface of the lake churned even more violently, as if something was about to emerge.
Roland realized that this was probably not a simple duel, or rather, they were not challenging each other …
As soon as this thought came to his mind, two thick tentacles rushed out of the Red Mist and swung toward the Mad Demon and the Lord of Hell. If they were hit by this attack, even if they were not smashed into meat patties, at least their lives would be in danger. However, they did not make any movement to resist. Instead, they eagerly raised their hands.
As the female devil shouted, the tentacles seemed to be extremely unwilling to stop above their heads. After wriggling for a moment, they spat out a stream of mucus and a crystal clear gem.
Then, without hesitation, they used their fingers to dig the skin on their chests and pressed the gem hard into their flesh.
In an instant, an intense light shot out, making it almost impossible to look directly at it!
Roland's heart skipped a beat. Was that a Magic Stone?
Did the combat troops of the demons use this method to obtain supernatural abilities?
However, he vaguely felt that something was wrong. The Mad Demons were the lowest soldiers of the enemy, and there were at least tens of thousands of them in a battle. If even their transformation required such a grand show, this city would not be able to do anything else all day long.
After a few minutes, the light gradually faded, and the scene that appeared surprised him.
He saw that the arrogant Lord of Hell had curled up into a ball as if it was suffering great pain. The pores on its back had all opened, constantly spurting out bursts of white mist, and its body was also showing signs of melting.
The Mad Demon, on the other hand, was much better off. Although its expression was extremely ferocious, and eye-catching blue veins were bulging on its chest, at least it was still standing. In addition, its body had obviously shrunk a lot, and its arms and legs were not as thick as buckets. Roland did not know whether it was a side effect of embedding the Magic Stone.
Looking at the two devils in completely different situations, Roland could not help but think of the transformation ceremony of the God's Punishment Army.
Did they have to pay the price of their lives to become soldiers and gain the favor of magic power?
However, the next moment, the Lord of Hell let out an ear-piercing scream. It raised its upper body and pressed down on the female devil in the field at lightning speed.
With a loud bang, the whole floating island trembled.
Roland had thought that he would see a pile of crushed flesh under the demon, but there was nothing but broken bricks.
The Lord of Hell, who had lost its target, became even more furious. Its pair of red eyes stared at the Mad Demon on the other side, its killing intent obvious.
So that was it.
He roughly understood the reason for this change.
The failure of embedding the Magic Stone would not cause the devil to die, but it would turn them into something else. At least, the Lord of Hell had become more like a reptile monster, and there was no trace of rationality in its movements. It had been an intelligent species before, but now it had degenerated into a downright beast.
But to his surprise, the Mad Demon did not show any signs of dodging. Instead, it fought with the giant reptile with a fanatical look on its face!
The Magic Stone had given it new abilities, and its shrunken body made it more agile!
The seemingly powerful four-legged monster was being pushed back by the Mad Demon's attack. The high-temperature steam it spewed could only burn the corners of its opponent's clothes, but the black waves of light released by the opponent could leave deep wounds on its body that were so deep that the bones could be seen.
In less than five minutes, the battle came to an end.
The last blow was the Mad Demon's signature throw. It tore off the monster's tail, peeled off the skin and flesh, raised the long tail bone high, and threw it at the dying target!
The bone shot out like lightning straight through the head of the Lord of Hell, and the four-legged monster no longer had any signs of life.
Roland, who was watching the battle, looked gloomy. He noticed that the winner's arm did not show any signs of withering.
After killing its own kind that had lost its rationality, the Mad Demon walked step by step to the huge corpse, tore off the Magic Stone, and swallowed it together with the opponent's flesh.
The audience suddenly burst into an uproar!
Even the female demon, who had returned at some point, raised her eyebrows in surprise.
The Mad Demon showed a painful expression again, and steam came out of its nostrils and ears... But Roland clearly saw that the Mad Demon grinned in this indescribable torture, as if it could not wait to die.
This time, the change lasted much longer. About half an hour later, the Mad Demon gradually recovered. After tearing off the skin covered with blisters, the Mad Demon's face had become completely different from before.
Roland could not help but gasp.
It was undoubtedly a face close to that of a human!
Seeing this scene, the demons on the opposite side of the island all shouted wildly.
"Charita!"
No one knew who started it first, but soon this unknown word became a roar that resounded throughout the Red Mist Lake!
"Charita!"
"Charita!"
"Charita!"
Roland's heart sank to the bottom.
He could not help but think of the rumor that Pasha had mentioned.
"It is said that before the first Battle of Divine Will began... No, it should be said that before that, some people had come into contact with demons." "
"At that time, they were no different from beasts. It was a human who imparted knowledge to them. "
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