The Flame Demon Stone, which should have transformed into a torrent of heat, now lay as shattered pieces of ordinary crystal stone.
This scene was simply unacceptable to Losack, who had always prided himself on his cunning and deceit.
Just moments ago, I was inwardly ridiculing the stupidity of those crippled demons, and now I'm the one who's been duped!
"Damn trickster!"
Losack's furious roar made Decas burst out laughing. Witnessing such an unexpected spectacle, Decas couldn't control his expression for a moment.
The laughter from beside him instantly captured Losack's attention. His blood-red eyes bore a striking resemblance to Decas's recent expression.
"Go to hell!"
Enraged, Losack now wanted only to silence anyone who knew about this. Dark chains, imbued with his fury, shot out like a beam of black light, impaling Decas.
"Damn it!"
Caught off guard by the swiftness of Losack's attack, Decas cursed and hurled the Flame Spear in his hand.
