Ln? J > t: ~ l) P7;????? & [[h? L? EY??? Angor was surprised. The speaker was speaking in the demon language, but he suddenly thought of a tiny figure whose face he couldn't see clearly. But it was just a fleeting thought. When he tried to think about it again, he couldn't remember anything.
Was it a name, or was it an exclamation?
Angor put aside his doubts for now and controlled the puppet to slowly move toward the furnace.
He wanted to see what was going on.
It sounded like he wasn't right. This wasn't a fight between humans and demons, but an internal conflict between demons. Did one of the demons kill another one of their kind?
Puzzled, Angor looked at the source of the voice.
"Rebirth? You were devoured by that greedy old bastard, and you want to be reborn? No way! Ahahaha … Be a good boy and become the new flame of our race! "
The first thing Angor saw was a demon covering his face with his hand and laughing at the sky.
The demon was covered in flames, and there seemed to be a red shadow flashing on his hand, which looked like a snake.
After the red light flashed, the other Devil behind the furnace immediately let out a painful shriek. He couldn't see the other demon, so he had no idea what was going on. He tried to adjust his position and move to the other side to see what was going on.
As he moved, he was able to see more and more things around him.
He looked at the demon who was still laughing arrogantly beside the furnace. For some reason, the more he looked, the more familiar he felt this figure was.
"Why do I feel like I've seen this figure somewhere before?" Angor frowned and opened his memory box. He had seen many demons in his life, but he didn't remember seeing one with such a huge body and covered in flames.
While he was thinking, he made a mistake while controlling the puppet.
Originally, he had been moving along the outer walls to secretly scout the position of the puppets, hoping to find the most suitable angle. But because he was lost in thought, the edge of the puppet's sphere brushed against the wall.
He heard the sound of metal scraping against each other.
The sound was very faint, but it didn't escape the demon's sensitive senses.
"Who's there?!" The flaming devil turned around without hesitation and looked at the source of the sound with a vicious gaze.
The puppet didn't have time to dodge and was exposed in the demon's sight.
At the same time, Angor also saw the demon's face. Angor's eyes widened in surprise. Why did this demon look so familiar?
The face of a young man in a white robe flashed across his mind. That young man gave him a sunny feeling, while the young man in front of him had a dark aura about him.
"Scout puppet!" The demon's eyes became vicious. "I didn't expect it to find this place!"
The demon mumbled and waved a hand. Another demon screamed in pain, and Angor saw a red light flashing in front of him.
Crack! The transmission was cut off, and the image disappeared from his sight.
The Evil Demon by the lava pool looked at the shattered metal pieces on the ground with a sinister expression. His expression was not as arrogant as before.
"Someone else found me," said the demon in a soft voice. The demon spoke softly, but this time, he did not speak in demonic language, but standard human language. "Who could it be? My form is completely different now. They shouldn't be able to recognize me. Even if they did, the dawn is coming. No one can stop me … "
Following the demon's whispers and strange cracking noises, a red light flashed, and a chain sickle was left on the ground. Next to the chain sickle was a pool of blood that was slowly turning black.
The other demon that cursed him earlier was nowhere to be found.
At the same time, the demon looked at his arm. Under the pale skin, there seemed to be a little mouse scurrying around, forming a "small mountain" around his skin. The small mountain scurried around. Finally, the small mountain came to his palm and slowly disappeared. With the disappearance of the small mountain, the demon's palm suddenly grew in size. The originally white and shiny hand began to be covered with a layer of black shadow. Even the nails became as sharp as blades, reflecting a cold light.
"I need to hurry … There are so many delicious corpses out there. I need to get stronger before the throne arrives …" The demon mumbled and disappeared into the darkness.
Angor, who was forced to stop watching the video, stood in the yard with a complicated expression.
He was surprised because the scout puppet sent him a video before it was destroyed. It allowed him to see many details that he didn't see before.
The information contained in those details made him feel even more complicated.
The Abyss Devil had used a red light to break the scouting puppet. To be more precise, it was a red chain that emitted a strong blood-red light and kept burning.
At the end of the chain was a half-digested demon. Only the upper part of the demon's chest and head were left behind.
As the chain tightened, the demon was still being digested. In the end, nothing would be left behind. At most, there would be a pool of blood.
If Angor wasn't mistaken, the weapons he saw on the ground earlier were all "digested" in this way.
It all looked like an internal fight between demons. At most, the method used was a little scary. But what was even more ridiculous was that he was the one who crafted the chain.
Back when he became an apprentice alchemist, the first alchemy item he made for someone was this chain.
The chain had undergone a drastic change. There were strange patterns on it, and it was still being burned by fire. But as the creator of the chain, Angor definitely recognized his own creation.
Back when Rasudran was still peaceful, Angor already sensed the ripples of the chain. He also saw a red shadow, but he didn't think too much about it and thought it was just an illusion.
After all, the chain was made for Bobota, and Bobota even sacrificed his soul. Considering Bobota's strength, it was almost impossible for him to show up in Rasudran.
So Angor didn't think too much about it.
But now, when he saw the familiar face of the demon, Angor was almost certain that he was the one who crafted the chain. At the same time, that demon was most likely Bobota!
The demon looked ferocious, but its face still looked like Bobota's. Perhaps it was Bobota who had pretended to be like that.
Thinking about Bobota, Angor remembered seeing him in the Overwatch Base not too long ago. Back then, Bobota was with a short, fat apprentice named Dusky and a braided child. They were the ones who told him about Toby's whereabouts.
Angor never saw Bobota again after that. But Angor remembered something. When the Overwatch Base was being transferred to another place, there was a small accident that happened when they passed by the Lightless Mountain. Angor had just woken up from Toby's dream. When he opened his eyes, he saw someone crying on a flying vehicle in the distance, which attracted the attention of the Moonfrost Guards.
At that time, Dusky and the braided kid were the ones who cried anxiously.
According to Sunders, someone went missing during a fight against a demon.
Angor didn't think too much about it at the time. Now that he thought about it, Dusky and the braided child were both Bobota's friends. If they were crying at the same time, then the one who went missing … was Bobota?
The Lightless Mountain wasn't far from Niming Lake, which was the main entrance to Rasudran.
So it wasn't impossible for Bobota to show up in Rasudran.
However, Angor still found it strange and puzzling. If that demon was really Bobota in disguise, why would a human like him come to Rasudran?
Also, that chain.
Back in Brute Cavern, Bobota asked him to make a simple chain for him. In fact, he could even say that the chain was crude.
However, Bobota had sacrificed such a simple chain to the Bloodsoul Altar.
Bloodsoul Sacrifice was created by the "Lord of Deep", a powerful demon god from the Abyss Plane. Through Bloodsoul Sacrifice, a wizard could merge himself with a weapon. From then on, the weapon could be used at will, and no one would be able to take it away from them. Moreover, he could also obtain special effects, and his combat strength would also be greatly improved.
However, Bloodsoul Sacrifice had its drawbacks. A wizard could only use it a limited number of times in his or her life. Also, once he or she used Bloodsoul Sacrifice, he or she would be bound to the Lord of Deep. That was equivalent to putting one's name in front of the Deep Lord. Generally speaking, the Deep Lord spread the gospel of the true name far and wide, so he wouldn't notice the person who used the Blood Soul Sacrifice. But if he really did notice, then he wouldn't have a good ending.
This was why Angor was surprised that Bobota would use Bloodsoul Sacrifice on such a simple and crude chain.
Now that he looked at it again, he realized that the chain was indeed made by Angor, but it had undergone a drastic change. It was hard to see the exact details through the images, but the strange and dazzling flames that appeared when the chain was devouring its own kind were enough to tell Angor how terrifying it was.
Bobota's body shook, and the chain changed as well. What exactly was going on here?
What was Bobota trying to do?
Angor sent another scout puppet to check the lava pool again. If possible, he wanted to talk to Bobota directly.
However, when the scouting puppet arrived at the lava pool once more, it found that it was completely empty.
The only difference was that there was a chain scythe next to the furnace. There was also a puddle of dried blood next to it.
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