Chapter 736 - Immoral Couple (2/2)

Scorching Locke was still standing, with two blackened bars of coal in his hands.

Beside Locke were twenty crispy corpses, some of which were still burning.

Scorching Locke had been completely blackened, too, nothing left intact.

But even so, he was still alive. He breathed heavily and dropped the bars of coal in his hands.

Although he was at the center of the explosion, Scorching Locke was a Legend with remarkable vitality. Besides, as a fiery devil, he was strongly resistant to flames.

That was why he could weather through the fire.

But even so, he was greatly damaged.

He looked at Roland with fear and then turned around to flee.

However, he ran much more slowly than

before.

After only several steps, two round hammers caught his legs with long chains behind them and pulled him to the ground.

He fell and raised quite a cloud of dust.

He was so enormous that he couldn’t rise quickly after a fall.

He was so anxious that he turned around and tried to see what was going on, only to find that the Golden Sons had stabbed a few long iron spears into the ground.

Even more unbelievably, they tied the back ends of the chains to the spears and soon created a solid stake.

Scorching Locke struggled to move his legs. The chains were straightened and even creaking, but they weren’t torn apart or off from the stake.

He struggled and tried to get back to his feet.

However, another two chains that were attached to hammers flew over and bound his hands.

Two pairs of humans dragged one chain and ran opposite each other.

Those people weren’t as strong as Scorching Locke, but he was so heavily wounded that he only had fifty percent of his strength left.

Besides, he was sitting on the ground, which wasn’t the best position to exert strength in. The result was that he was pulled to the ground and his hands were spread away from his body.

All of the devil’s limbs were stretched to the limits.

Then, Barbion and the others took out more spears and stabbed them to the ground, creating solid chain stakes. This time, it was impossible for Scorching Locke to struggle at all.

Roland was quite dazzled. He really wanted to compliment them for their creativity.

However, for Scorching Locke, it was the greatest humiliation. He roared, struggled, and cursed the Golden Sons from the ground, but everybody simply ignored him.

Barbion and the others came to Locke and poked different parts of Locke’s blackened body, before they said with a smile, “I didn’t expect that we could take down the boss so easily.”

“It’s because Roland was so good,” another player remarked. “He reduced a Legendary devil to such a state with one blue fireball.”

Barbion examined Scorching Locke and found a black stick on the guy’s neck.

He moved forward and plucked the stick out.

Scorching Locke was even angrier, but he had been tied up and couldn’t unleash his strength, so he could only glare at Roland.

“Oh, a piece of epic equipment.”

Barbion clicked his tongue and tossed it to Roland. “As we agreed upon, this is yours.”

The moment he grabbed the black staff, Roland found it quite heavy.

It was merely a small pendant for Scorching Locke, but for Roland, it was a long staff.

Their body sizes were too different.

Then, Roland opened the system vision.

Item: Scorching Locke’s Fiery Staff When its user performs melee attacks, it will automatically launch small fiery spells at the enemy.

There were also two special features.

Cost of all spells -10%.

Intensity of fiery spells +1.

The enhancements were quite good.

Roland looked at the staff and wondered if he could reshape it into a sword, when he saw that Barbion and the others had cut Scorching Locke’s body and let him bleed.

Scorching Locke crazily struggled and roared.

But it didn’t help. Although the chains were clanging, the four stakes to which his hands and legs were stuck remained still.

“You’re…”

“We’re dissecting him into materials,” said Barbion casually. “A devil’s flesh, heart, brain, and other organs are all rare and valuable magic materials.”

Roland was naturally well aware of that. But this devil was still alive. Wasn’t it slightly immortal and brutal to dissect him just like that?

As if he saw the confusion on Roland’s face, Barbion put a cup of blood in the system Backpack and said, “We’ve already investigated this guy. Locke took part in at least two human-devil wars. You wouldn’t want to hear the atrocities he committed.”

“Then do whatever you want.” Roland shrugged. If dragons could be dissected for materials, there was no reason why devils couldn’t. This was an equal world.

“Thank you for your understanding, haha.”

Barbion laid his longsword on Scorching Locke’s body and was going to cut downward, when all of them stopped moving.

At the same time, Roland felt like his head had just been smashed by a hammer, and the whole world was ringing.

It wasn’t even three seconds later that the noise in Roland’s ears and brain were finally gone.

Then, he saw a woman slowly descending from the sky.

She looked quite beautiful and holy.

The woman slowly landed on Scorching Locke’s abdomen and stood proudly. She looked around, then stared at Roland. “You’re not bad. You resisted my mind control.”

Roland was briefly dazed. He then looked ahead, only to see that Barbion and the others were not moving.

He couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong with you? Get out of here.”

“We can’t move. Do you know why?”

Barbion sounded rather panicked.

Roland frowned.

“Although I haven’t completely overtaken their minds, their bodies have already surrendered to me.” Sidi looked at Roland. “You look very familiar… Let me see. Right, you’re Roland.”

She snapped her fingers, and Barbion and the others all turned around and gazed at Roland.

Their faces were all twisted, as if they were trying to resist something.

Roland couldn’t help but gasp. “Brothers, the system shows that your names are red.”

Red names were given to players in PK mode, or the enemies in a match.

To attack someone with a red name wouldn’t be punishable by the system.

“Something is wrong with this woman,” shouted Barbion. “Roland, you should run first, or kill us if you can’t.”

“How can he possibly run?” The woman narrowed her eyes and smiled. “Others will laugh at me if he does.”

Transparent chains darted out of the void into the ground, locking this space. Then, the woman looked at the giant devil below her feet. “How embarrassing, Locke. I’ll give you another opportunity. If you fail again, you don’t need to be the Great Commander anymore.”

The woman cut her finger, and a drop of red blood dripped onto Locke’s body.

“Fight for me again, lowly dog.”

The woman slowly drifted back.

The drop of blood seemed to contain marvelous power. The blackened skin on Locke’s body fell away, replaced by fresh skin and flesh.

His muscles were also bulging like sponges.

This time, he easily broke free from the chains and slowly stood up.

“As you wish, Bitch Sidi.”