Chapter 363 - A Cheater (1/2)

The soul pieces of a Devil King, after hiding in a dark corner for decades, finally gained wisdom and revealed itself… It was a cliche in knight novels.

But art was often based on reality.

Such cliches suggested that similar things had happened in reality.

It might not be a Devil King, but could be some other kind of devil, such as a Succubus.

However, the specter before their eyes indeed seemed to be a soul piece of Diablo.

The piece the size of a fingernail had turned into a giant three meters tall. How big would the Devil King’s original soul be?

In this magic world, the quality of the soul could totally reflect the upper limit of one’s abilities as long as their body was good enough.

Good bodies, on the other hand, could give birth to powerful souls too.

Most Warriors seemed to have more brawn than brains, but in fact, none of the high-level Warriors was an idiot.

Even if they seemed to be, it was usually a show to fool people.

They were only less smart than the spellcasters of their level.

By the same logic, a high-level Mage wouldn’t be physically weak either.

Both Cage and Andonara were quite silent. They felt lucky that they came early and that they brought Roland.

If they had come a dozen years later, this soul piece of the Devil King would’ve grown stronger, and it would’ve been trickier to deal with it.

Chances were that the Reed family could have been destroyed by it.

“You’re frightened?” The specter smiled in disdain and looked at Roland, before he focused his eyes on Cage again. “You want to ask me something? Why do you think I would reply?”

The specter was not as strong as before, only two meters tall. But his cold smile was still intimidating.

Cage thought for a moment and said, “Because you are a Devil King. As far as I know, a Devil King is an evil but honest devil hybrid.”

The specter chuckled and said, “Diablo is Diablo, and I am me. We’re two individuals since I gained consciousness.”

“You’re his clone and have his memories. Do you not have the same personalities?”

“You human beings are all from your mothers’ uterus. Are you your mother’s clone?” said the specter coldly.

Cage was lost for words. After a while, he finally said, “What I want to know is if the curse you mentioned is real.”

The specter laughed again, merrily and c.o.c.kily, “Of course it’s real. Phoenix betrayed all the devils as a Devil King. How could he have a happy ending?”

“How can the curse be lifted?” Cage stepped forward and glared at the specter.

“Kill all the Devil Kings.” The specter continued laughing c.o.c.kily. “But do you think it’s possible?”

Cage looked even more awful.

Andonara walked back to Roland and looked at him concernedly.

If the curse was real, and Roland was her love, would anything happen to him?

Roland patted her arm and said, “I’m a Golden Son. I’ll be fine.”

Andonara realized that this made sense and took a breath in relief.

“What’s a Golden Son? You seem rather bold!” The specter had been observing Roland. Hearing his reply, it mocked, “n.o.body except the G.o.ds can resist a curse from all the Devil Kings.”

Roland smiled but didn’t say anything, and Cage and Andonara looked at the specter in a weird way, as if it were a b.u.mpkin.

Cage turned around and looked at Roland and Andonara. “Do you have any questions?”