Under the dark sky, the fiery runes floated in the air as if there was lava behind them that was about to explode.
Angor stood on the roof and looked at the fiery runes with a troubled mind.
Many things happened in such a short time, which confused Angor.
The sky above seemed to be a sign that Night was about to take the final step. But now, Rasudran was under lockdown, and Aurelia, the descendant of the Grand Demon, showed up.
It was as if everything had gathered together, and this Demon Castle floating in the void was both a stage and a battlefield. It was covered with layers of fog that made it hard for people to see clearly.
As Angor pondered, he heard some noises coming from the distance.
It was the sound of someone stepping on fallen leaves and branches, which sounded particularly harsh in the quiet night.
Angor looked at the source of the noise and saw Prapa and Canaan walking toward him through a winding path in the forest.
Prapa looked a bit haggard. His head was hanging low, and his face was filled with disappointment.
"Mister, I did what you asked me to do. But when they heard that we're looking for a way to dispel the curse of misfortune, they all ran away. There was a demon who thought I was cursed and almost killed me. It took me a lot of effort to escape …"
Curses of misfortune were the source of all fear in the Abyss Plane. It was normal that Prapa's words caused such a huge reaction.
Luckily, Prapa's strength had improved. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for Prapa to escape.
"It's my fault," Angor said apologetically. He took out a small bag of demon coins and handed it to Prapa. "You don't have to ask anymore. I've found a solution."
Prapa opened its mouth and wanted to ask who was the one who was cursed, but when it looked at the heavy money pouch in its hand, it swallowed its words. "Then, I'll go back to the Prey Hall first, Shopkeeper."
Angor looked at Canaan again. Canaan looked like she wanted to say something when Prapa was talking to her.
"What do you want to say?" Angor asked.
"Nothing!" Canaan replied reflexively. However, after she finished speaking, she seemed to feel that she had overreacted. So, as if she was trying to hide something, she added, "Shopkeeper, I really don't have anything to say. I went to the core area to ask around, but I didn't find anything."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Nan said, "I'm going to pack up," and then turned around and went into the courtyard.
Angor looked at Canaan in confusion. He remembered that Canaan went to ask about the reason for the curfew. Was this necessary?
He already knew that Aurucia had something to do with this when she showed up. He was about to tell Canaan about this, but he didn't expect it to run away in such a vague manner. What happened?
Angor shook his head and ignored Canaan. He sat down on the roof again and stared at the night sky. He had a feeling that the night sky would soon be completely burned by flames, just like Feng Hua's "Night".
However, not long after he sat down, Canaan came out of the shop again in a shy manner.
"Shopkeeper … Actually, I did find something when I went to the core area. But they're all rumors, and they're not very reliable." Canaan paused and carefully asked, "Do you want to hear more, Shopkeeper?"
"Go ahead. I'm listening."
Canaan hesitated for a while before she spoke slowly, "I heard that the curfew is caused by the arrival of a VIP. And this VIP is very likely to be a descendant of a demon god."
After Jia Nan finished speaking, it was as if he had vented all the heavy burden in his heart. He let out a deep breath of turbid air.
At this moment, Canaan had a feeling that she had betrayed the demons and become a "traitor".
Demons living in the Abyss Plane all knew that human wizards were interested in the descendant of a demon god. This was why Canaan was in a daze when she heard that the descendant had come to Rasudran.
She knew that the shopkeeper was a human. Canaan never asked why he came to Rasudran. However, due to the coincidental timing, Canaan assumed that Angor was here for the descendant.
On her way back, Canaan had been wondering if she should tell Angor about the descendant's visit to Rasudran.
Not telling Canaan wasn't a good idea either. After all, she did tell Angor where she was going when she left.
But if she told the shopkeeper, who was a spy for a human wizard, she would become a typical traitor.
Canaan was in a dilemma.
She thought about how generous the shopkeeper was to her these days. She also thought about how she was bullied by the snake-tailed demon, and how she was saved by the experience. She owed everything to the shopkeeper.
After weighing the pros and cons, Canaan finally decided to tell Angor.
However, Jia Nan's words that he thought to be 'impassioned' received only …
"Oh, I see."
Canaan didn't give up. "Aren't you surprised, Shopkeeper? Don't you want to try telling your human friends? "
"Friends? Who are you talking about? " Angor gave Canaan a puzzled look. "And why should I be surprised? That descendant was just sitting in my shop not long ago."
"What?!" Canaan couldn't believe her ears.
He briefly told Canaan about the demon god's descendant. "By the way, it said it's called Olucia. Do you know anything about it?" Canaan looked at him in bewilderment.
Canaan nodded like a robot. "Olucia is the descendant of the Lord of Flameless."
He already heard about this from Fafnir. What he really wanted to know was more information about Orucia and this "Lord of Flameless".
How many demon gods were there in the Abyss Plane? Angor wasn't sure, but he did know that all Abyss Plane demons were at least legendary.
According to the classification of demon gods, they were divided into three categories: Great Demon Gods, Great Demon Gods, and ordinary demon gods.
Great Demon Gods stood at the top of the hierarchy. For example, the "Crown Clown" who pursued balance in all things, and the "Lord of Abyss" who pursued sacrifice in all things. Both of them were Great Demon Gods who brought glory to thousands of planes. They were the most powerful forces in the Abyss Plane.
Great Demon Gods were slightly inferior. For example, the "Wicked Play" who loved to toy with people's desires, the "Cruel Scholar" who created Abyss Inscriptions, and the "Rising Sun" who almost destroyed the wizarding world ten thousand years ago were all on the same level.
As for ordinary demon gods, Angor didn't know much about them. However, he knew that each of them was extremely powerful.
"The Lord of Flameless is a Great Demon God." Canaan still had a blank expression on her face. She still couldn't accept the fact that the descendant of a demon god came to her house when she was only gone for half an hour.
Although Canaan was still in a daze, he did not stop talking. Moreover, he spoke of all the information he knew in detail.
As Canaan explained, Angor gained a general idea about Olucia and the Lord of Flameless.
The Lord of Flameless was a Great Demon God who could control fire. His goal was to burn eternally until he reached the end of the world. There were no flames that could cause space to collapse. You couldn't see any flames around Lord Flameless, nor could you sense any fire elemental essence. However, you were already in flames. This was why he was called the Lord of Flameless.
As for Olucia, Canaan never met her before. According to rumors, Olucia didn't follow the path of the Lord of Flameless. She seemed to be trying to find her own path.
Another thing worth mentioning was that Olucia had been looking for something related to a Great Demon God who existed before the fall of the gods. However, this was only a rumor. There was no proof.
Still, Canaan's words made Angor think about something.
Olucia must have come to the surface of Rasudran for a reason. She must have sent out the Inferno Demons and Fire-servants to scout the way. Could it be that its goal was something that Olucia had been searching for all this time?
Now, it just so happened that Night was about to make a breakthrough. Could there be some sort of connection between the two?
Angor couldn't come up with a reasonable answer, so he decided to put it aside for now. Anyway, the answers to these questions were only to satisfy his curiosity. They did not mean anything else.
After sending away Canaan, who was still in a daze, Angor looked at the night sky again.
Before he knew it, the floating fire patterns in the sky were getting brighter and denser. They looked like a spider web that wrapped around Rasudran. But at the same time, they looked more and more ferocious as if endless flames were about to fall from the sky.
"Does this fire really have something to do with Nightclub Owner?" Angor muttered to himself as he stared at the floating fire patterns in a daze.
The night sky covered by fire patterns, the city of demons, and the lonely wind in the sky.
This scene was completely imprinted in his mind.
There were no stars in the night sky, but it was beautiful.
Angor suddenly felt his earlobe getting hot. He quickly woke up from his daze and saw the flame mark on his ear releasing streaks of fire element on its own.
The fire elements formed a dense cluster of flames that floated around Angor's body.
"What's going on?" Angor realized that he couldn't control the flames around him. However, the flames didn't seem to be going away. They only danced around him as if they were expressing joy or … worship.
Angor's strange behavior attracted Fafnir's attention. Since the flames came from Olucia's mark, she paid more attention to them.
Fafnir jumped from the tree and landed beside Angor. She frowned and looked at the dancing flames with a puzzled expression.
A gentle breeze entered the area where the flames were dancing. It seemed to be checking the situation, but it also seemed to be dancing with the flames.
A moment later, Fafnir suddenly thought of something and looked up at the sky filled with fire patterns.
"Is this … Origin Fire?"
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