Ember Dragon

Chapter 693 Cholera Hell
"Is this what you meant by that—a treasure worth twenty mortal souls?"

In the dark alley, the devil was staring at the quaint pottery jar not far away, frowning slightly, and looking at the little devil with a gloomy face.

Dick smiled and said, "Lord Uriel, how dare I lie to you? You are the owner of the Modin Casino. Who in the entire Bronze Fortress Twelve Rings dares to disrespect you?"

Uriel glanced at him coldly and winked. Suddenly, a hair-raising sound of bones cracking came from above his head, and two huge and ferocious shadows enveloped the little devil.

The two monsters looked like skinned humanoids with their skeletons tightly wrapped in dry skin. They had terrifying skull-shaped heads and scorpion tails, and the air around them was filled with a foul smell of corruption.

The slender tail was made up of bones, and at the tip was a huge, sharp barb like a sickle, flashing with cold light.

Dick was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, using his hands and feet, and was in a daze: "This, this is... the legendary Bone Demon Hook Scythe Soldier!
It is said that the Modin Casino has eighteen bone devil hook-scythe soldiers who will pierce the hearts of devils who don't pay their debts and hook out their souls!"

Bone Demons, also known as Osei Demons, are one of the most powerful lower-level devils. Driven by hatred, greed and jealousy, they serve as cruel overseers in the Nine Hells, and the Hooked Scythe Soldiers are the best among them.

In the twelfth ring of the outermost bronze fortress, the presence of the Bone Demon Hook Scythe Soldiers is enough to make a gambler who is heavily in debt tremble in fear.

"crunch, crunch"

The huge poisonous tail swayed in front of the little devil, as if it would stab him at any time.

Uriel walked forward, bowed slightly, and smiled kindly: "Dick, those who deceive me will always die miserably, like your friend Claude, that ridiculous beard demon, who has been turned into a bone artifact."

The little devil knelt on the ground, trembling all over, and said in a panic: "My lord, my lord, I really didn't lie to you, that is a treasure of great value!"

As if to confirm the little devil's words, the surface of the pottery jar suddenly lit up, revealing complex and strange patterns.

A burst of smoke came out of the pottery jar, forming a series of blurry human faces in the air. Those faces were terrified, with their mouths wide open: "Save me! Save me——"

Anger and despair overwhelmed me, as if to overwhelm everything around me.

"Such a rich soul power!" Uriel's face lit up with joy. He turned his head to look at the pottery jar, his dark pupils revealing an extremely greedy look.

In his perception, the pottery jar actually contained thousands of mortal souls! Far more than the twenty that the little devil said.

"Just a little devil, what a fool who doesn't know the value of anything!" Uriel was ecstatic.

If he presented the souls of these mortals to the ruler of the Twelve Rings of the Bronze Fortress, he would be able to be directly promoted to a high-level devil and no longer have to deal with those dirty gamblers.

Dick's face was also full of greed, but he still whispered: "Lord Uriel, you know why I didn't take this jar with me. If a weak little devil like me were to show off with the jar in the streets, I don't know how many people would covet it."

"Very good, hahahaha, you did a great job."

Uriel no longer cared about the little devil. He just stared at the clay jar with shining eyes and walked towards it quickly.

Under the thick soul breath, even the two bone demons stared at the pottery jar, with sticky and smelly saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths, and their thick long tails were shaking slowly.

"crunch, crunch"

There was total silence in the alley, and the air around them gradually became thicker, almost solidifying into substance.

Although hell has a strict social hierarchy, every devil has the ambition to be promoted and wants to replace his superior devil, and is always looking for opportunities to retaliate.

Moreover, what lies before them are the souls of thousands of mortals, which represent their chance to be promoted to higher-level devils!
What's more, Uriel and they are both lower-level devils. There is no difference in rank, only a contract and job relationship. They have no psychological burden to betray him.

As if he had sensed the Bone Demon's thoughts, Uriel's eyes flashed with ferocity, and his face darkened: "Humph, you overestimating your own capabilities, you really think I don't have the means to suppress you?

I am your master and the controller of Modin Casino!"

"Shh-"

Uriel waved his robe and took out two yellowed skulls. He whispered a hoarse, resentful spell.

"what!!"

Suddenly, expressions of extreme pain appeared on the faces of those skeletons. They opened their mouths wide and let out extremely shrill screams.

The two bone demons also covered their heads with their claws, their faces distorted, and they let out extremely miserable roars.

Uriel's five fingers slowly crushed the two skulls in his palm, causing fine cracks to appear on them.

The corners of his lips pulled out an arc soaked in the smell of sulfur: "I originally wanted you to become my loyal dogs forever, and follow me into the inner circle... Unfortunately, you bone demons-"

Uriel crushed the skeleton on the ground with his boot heel, and sneered: "How stupid! No matter how greedy and jealous you are, you should think clearly whether you have the ability to do it!"

The skull was completely crushed, and the huge and ferocious body of the Bone Demon suddenly disintegrated, turning into white powder all over the ground.

Seeing this scene,
Uriel walked forward quickly, carefully picked up the pottery jar, sniffed the smell of fear and despair, and said intoxicatedly: "Great, great! What a mellow soul."

The devil stroked the inscriptions on the surface of the pottery jar with his fingers as if he was caressing a lover. Suddenly, his eyes froze and he noticed the strange emblem in the corner.

"Wait, this is Bayer's crest?"

Suddenly, Uriel's expression changed drastically, and he looked terrified as he carefully recalled what had just happened.

No, how could he become so irrational? How could he easily kill his most loyal and capable subordinates, and touch a mysterious object without any precautions?

It was magic! He was bewitched by the magic and became as greedy and short-sighted as a gambler!
He wanted to put down the pottery jar, but found that his body was restrained by an invisible powerful force and he could only stand there, unable to move.

Uriel could no longer remain calm, he turned around suddenly, his face showing an extremely angry and ferocious expression: "Damn little devil, you are lying to me!
No, it’s not just you.”

The devil felt a darkness in front of him and a huge shadow enveloped him.

Uriel turned his head somewhat stiffly, and saw a tall, muscular giant covered with dragon scales staring down at him, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

A fist bigger than a casserole came through the air and shattered the many evil protective spells on the devil.

"boom!"

"You lowly maggots, Bayer's lackeys, let me go! I am the controller of Modin Casino! When my men come to you, you will feel a fate worse than death!"

"You're still so arrogant even though you're tied up. Beat him up!"

"boom!"

"Aren't you afraid that the patrols under Lord Zariel will come after hearing the news? Once they arrive, you'll be doomed!"

"Haha, we have the Hell Magic Barrier given by Bayer himself. No one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out!"

“Bang! Bang!” “Dear guests who have come from afar, we can be friends and partners. Don’t you want to have endless wealth and powerful power? Let me go, we can have a good talk.”

"Damn it, you are a prisoner and you want to be on equal footing with us. You are so nagging here. You really don't know what's good for you! Keep beating him! I'll punish him!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"My lord, my lord, I was wrong. I shouldn't have coveted your treasures! Please let me go. I - and the entire Modin Casino - are willing to cooperate fully."

"He was so strong just now, but now he surrenders so quickly. Something must be wrong. I think he is up to something. Beat him hard! I will let him experience bliss!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

“Oh, and this thing.”

"Wait, what do you want to do? Isn't it okay for me to cooperate? Sir, please, don't give me-ah!"

The sound of flesh being roasted was accompanied by the devil's screams.

The white shark had a hideous grin on his face and used a red-hot iron to brand Bayer's mark on the devil's chest. The mark flashed with the light of fire.

"Fuck, that's disgusting."

The Emperor of Europe was watching the White Shark torturing people with great interest, and he suddenly felt a chill and thought to himself that he would stay away from this person in the future.

Even Dark Night Wolf, who was Langli Baitiao's direct disciple and loyal subordinate, took a few steps and put some distance between himself and Langli Baitiao.

"These guys are definitely the most perverted and cruel devils in disguise! Don't mess with them!"

Although Dick, who was locked in the cage, was happy to see Uriel being beaten, he couldn't help but tremble and was extremely frightened when he saw the other's miserable condition.

But the devil's desire for violence and blood made him unable to help but peek, and he felt his eyes were opened.

"Big, my lord."

"I was wrong. I am willing to submit to you and help Lord Bayer return."

At this moment, Uriel was covered in scars and looked extremely embarrassed, without any trace of the demeanor of the owner of the Modin Casino.

And under the evil taste of Langli Baitiao, something not quite right was stuffed into his body, and even his expression became ecstatic.
The white shark held a bloodstained thick stick in his hand, looking unsatisfied: "Haha, my interrogation skills have improved a lot! As expected, I still need more practice.

Um, why are you all looking at me like that?"

Seeing his companions' ghostly looks, Langli Baitiao was not ashamed, but proudly puffed out his chest: "As the former chief of the Empire's 'Nocturne' troops, is it strange that I have such means?"

The white shark waved his stick and pointed it at the devil tied to the ground.

When Uriel saw his actions, he trembled all over and knelt on the ground begging for mercy: "Sir, sir, I surrender."

"Look, this devil has been tamed by me and is now completely free of bad habits." The white shark boasted proudly.

"."

Tiansheng Zhan Kuang was silent for a moment, then stepped forward and patted Langli Baitiao on the shoulder, and advised earnestly: "Langli Baitiao, don't take this opportunity to satisfy your desires.

I know you have had psychological trauma, but you can’t vent it here! You still have to maintain a good attitude when playing games.”

"Who has a psychological trauma?"

The white shark in the waves was so angry at the "comfort" of the natural warrior that his face turned red. Then he turned his head suddenly, stared at the trembling devil, raised his stick, and shouted: "Do you have any way to help us sneak into the inner ring?"

“Yes, yes, sir.” Uriel said anxiously, as if grasping a life-saving straw: “There is a secret passage in my casino, which is specially used to smuggle goods for a big shot in the inner ring. It can lead directly to the fourth ring.”

"What's the name of that big shot?"

"Valerius Edwards, he is Zariel's confidant, the commander of the 13th Legion, and an extremely powerful Pit Fiend!"

"Look! There seems to be this name on the mission! It's a B-level side mission, assassinating Valerius!"

"Fuck, the reward is 32,000 gold coins and 300,000 camp contributions?"

Suddenly, the four players' eyes lit up, their faces filled with excitement and excitement.

Uriel thought that the fame of "Valerius" would stun these guys, but when he saw their reactions as if they saw prey, his eyes suddenly went dark.

"Where is that secret passage?"

The white shark squatted down, looked at the devil with a chilling look, and said word by word: "Where is the secret passage you mentioned? What is the situation inside? We need you as a guide - take us there in person."

Uriel asked tentatively, "Sir, as long as I take you into the inner circle, can I leave?"

Langli Baitiao showed a kind smile on his face: "Of course, we in Yequ are most concerned about being an honest person and doing things with integrity."

".good."

"Of course, you have to sign this contract first. After all, no one can trust a devil without the guarantee of a contract." Langli Baitiao said with a smile.

Uriel was relieved and said quickly: "Okay, sir, I will draft a contract for you right away and make sure there will be no omissions. Let you..."

"No need."

Langli Baitiao took out an old parchment contract and handed it forward: "This is a contract made by Lord Bayer himself, it should be binding enough.

Yes, please sign here quickly. After signing the contract, we will be in the same boat, and I can trust you with confidence.

We will set out immediately and head for the inner ring of the Bronze Fortress."

"."

Looking at the contract filled with densely written small characters and containing countless traps, Uriel, who always liked to harm mortals and lead them to depravity, fell into deep silence.

The fellow in front of him, although from the material plane, is more suitable to be a devil than him.

At the same time, traces of players appeared in various parts of the Bronze Fortress, and the devils often found soulless adventurers from the material plane breaking in and creating chaos.

(End of this chapter)