Chapter 405: Death Is His Wish
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Watching Soru being devoured by the fire helplessly, the other true devils couldn't help but crease their brows. Even them was a bit terrified of this fire, after all it could consume them with just a little bit of touch.
Not just that, the victim wasn't able to speak something so all Soru could do was weep tears in a pitiful manner. His eyes were crying desperately for help. His usual arrogant demeanor couldn't also be seen now, as he rolled on the ground back and forth. It looked like the pain was unbearable that he just wished to die immediately.
The emperor sighed. He boosted his subordinates' strength, that's true. But it turned out that their brains weren't. Rolling on the ground like that, why don't he just kill himself to avoid further embarrassment?
The first true devil, Frolian, had something flashed in his eyes. He then walked over in a distance where Fan Rou could hear him and said, "Why don't you just finish it off already? It's already taking too much of our time."
There were no honorifics or anything. Just pure calling out to the person as if they stood in an even footing on them or below him.
Soru looked at Frolian with disbelief. This guy stepped forward not to save him, but instead to finish him off because this was waiting their time? His head was turning crazy because of rage. Bastards like him deserved to die more than him!
"Why would I?" Fan Rou stared at Frolian with a mocking expression, "This is my battle, so what say do you have here?"
"This is for the benefit of the both sides." Frolian answered calmly, "You save time, while we save ours. Isn't that a win-win situation? I don't see a reason why you should torture our fellow devil here like this."
"You want me to answer that?" Fan Rou smirked.
"..." Frolian didn't say anything. But it was obvious that he was willing to listen.
"Because the moment you became the devil 'itself', you deserve a fate worse than death." Fan Rou spoke in a cold tone, "What, you think that you are so mighty how because you all got a boost on your power? Hah, what an instant joke."
Frolian's eyes flashed with sinisterness. But he refrained from speaking. Then, he retreated himself, as if indicating that Fan Rou could do what he wished.
"Hah." Fan Rou sighed hard and looked at the crying Soru. He sneered and looked at him in disdain, "Arrogant, but can't back yourself up. How pathetic. Since you are dearly wishing to die now, I will grant your wish. The fun is spoilt, so what's the point?"
"Boom!" After that, Soru's body turned into a bloody mist. Nothing had left of him, only a distant memory for the devils. Sooner or later, he would be forgotten all over. After all, the emperor was not planning on commemorating anything about him.
Fan Rou stretched his arms as if he was numb from that fight. He then casually strolled out of the arena and returned to his family's side.
"A piece of cake." Fan Rou smiled and said, "But I sweat a bit, so it was a bit of fun. I mean, the torturing part."
The Rou elders sighed in relief that their son returned safely. They didn't wish for anyone of them to die here like what happened to the Su family.
"Idiot. That's a serious death match, why can't you stop playing around when you're fighting?" Xu Rou was also glad that her husband returned safely and she worried for nothing, "Not playing around wouldn't cost you anything. Would it?"
"Alright, I'm sorry, okay?" Fan Rou caressed Xu Rou's shoulders and comforted her, "As you see, I returned alive and well. So stop worrying. You should worry about yourself, instead. After all, you're going to fight."
"Why would you be worried about me?" Xu Rou laughed a bit and said, "You know me well. Don't worry, I'm going to get the third win of our family. So stop sweating it."
"Okay, I trust you." Fan Rou smiled and said. Indeed, out of all people, he was the one who knew his wife very well. She might act very gentle and elegant, but when a battle was going to be serious, she had the ability to back it up as a member of the Rou family. Remember, she was the mother of the most talented individual of all the universes around!
After which, Xu Rou flew towards the arena and entered it. She was the one to fight this time.
On the other side, the emperor was starting to get a headache. He proposed this stage because he wanted to show off the power of their clan and how much they have improved and gotten stronger. But what was this? Not just they lost 3 vital members, they didn't even win a single match! Well, they got a tie from the second round. But the other side had already had two wins.
They couldn't afford to have the Rou family win another match. After all, while the stage was set up, a pact of consequences had been fully taken as the foundation of the arena. Meaning, both sides placed a bet in this match.
The Rou family said, that if they win, they wanted the entire Devil State Universe to be under their jurisdiction and rule. While if the devils win, they would do the same to the True State Universe.
It was a fair bet with an almost exact amount of chips. But it would be only a good thing if they were winning. Unfortunately, they were now on the shorter end of the stick.
What should he do? As the emperor, he had the final say about strategies and whatnot.
"Is it about the time I use that...?" The emperor immediately shook his head upon this thought, "No, it's not yet the right time."
The two true devils looked at each other. They understood what their emperor was getting through, so they just shut their mouths and wait for his orders. Whatever it was, they were willing to jump even towards a boiling water.
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Watching Soru being devoured by the fire helplessly, the other true devils couldn't help but crease their brows. Even them was a bit terrified of this fire, after all it could consume them with just a little bit of touch.
Not just that, the victim wasn't able to speak something so all Soru could do was weep tears in a pitiful manner. His eyes were crying desperately for help. His usual arrogant demeanor couldn't also be seen now, as he rolled on the ground back and forth. It looked like the pain was unbearable that he just wished to die immediately.
The emperor sighed. He boosted his subordinates' strength, that's true. But it turned out that their brains weren't. Rolling on the ground like that, why don't he just kill himself to avoid further embarrassment?
The first true devil, Frolian, had something flashed in his eyes. He then walked over in a distance where Fan Rou could hear him and said, "Why don't you just finish it off already? It's already taking too much of our time."
There were no honorifics or anything. Just pure calling out to the person as if they stood in an even footing on them or below him.
Soru looked at Frolian with disbelief. This guy stepped forward not to save him, but instead to finish him off because this was waiting their time? His head was turning crazy because of rage. Bastards like him deserved to die more than him!
"Why would I?" Fan Rou stared at Frolian with a mocking expression, "This is my battle, so what say do you have here?"
"This is for the benefit of the both sides." Frolian answered calmly, "You save time, while we save ours. Isn't that a win-win situation? I don't see a reason why you should torture our fellow devil here like this."
"You want me to answer that?" Fan Rou smirked.
"..." Frolian didn't say anything. But it was obvious that he was willing to listen.
"Because the moment you became the devil 'itself', you deserve a fate worse than death." Fan Rou spoke in a cold tone, "What, you think that you are so mighty how because you all got a boost on your power? Hah, what an instant joke."
Frolian's eyes flashed with sinisterness. But he refrained from speaking. Then, he retreated himself, as if indicating that Fan Rou could do what he wished.
"Hah." Fan Rou sighed hard and looked at the crying Soru. He sneered and looked at him in disdain, "Arrogant, but can't back yourself up. How pathetic. Since you are dearly wishing to die now, I will grant your wish. The fun is spoilt, so what's the point?"
"Boom!" After that, Soru's body turned into a bloody mist. Nothing had left of him, only a distant memory for the devils. Sooner or later, he would be forgotten all over. After all, the emperor was not planning on commemorating anything about him.
Fan Rou stretched his arms as if he was numb from that fight. He then casually strolled out of the arena and returned to his family's side.
"A piece of cake." Fan Rou smiled and said, "But I sweat a bit, so it was a bit of fun. I mean, the torturing part."
The Rou elders sighed in relief that their son returned safely. They didn't wish for anyone of them to die here like what happened to the Su family.
"Idiot. That's a serious death match, why can't you stop playing around when you're fighting?" Xu Rou was also glad that her husband returned safely and she worried for nothing, "Not playing around wouldn't cost you anything. Would it?"
"Alright, I'm sorry, okay?" Fan Rou caressed Xu Rou's shoulders and comforted her, "As you see, I returned alive and well. So stop worrying. You should worry about yourself, instead. After all, you're going to fight."
"Why would you be worried about me?" Xu Rou laughed a bit and said, "You know me well. Don't worry, I'm going to get the third win of our family. So stop sweating it."
"Okay, I trust you." Fan Rou smiled and said. Indeed, out of all people, he was the one who knew his wife very well. She might act very gentle and elegant, but when a battle was going to be serious, she had the ability to back it up as a member of the Rou family. Remember, she was the mother of the most talented individual of all the universes around!
After which, Xu Rou flew towards the arena and entered it. She was the one to fight this time.
On the other side, the emperor was starting to get a headache. He proposed this stage because he wanted to show off the power of their clan and how much they have improved and gotten stronger. But what was this? Not just they lost 3 vital members, they didn't even win a single match! Well, they got a tie from the second round. But the other side had already had two wins.
They couldn't afford to have the Rou family win another match. After all, while the stage was set up, a pact of consequences had been fully taken as the foundation of the arena. Meaning, both sides placed a bet in this match.
The Rou family said, that if they win, they wanted the entire Devil State Universe to be under their jurisdiction and rule. While if the devils win, they would do the same to the True State Universe.
It was a fair bet with an almost exact amount of chips. But it would be only a good thing if they were winning. Unfortunately, they were now on the shorter end of the stick.
What should he do? As the emperor, he had the final say about strategies and whatnot.
"Is it about the time I use that...?" The emperor immediately shook his head upon this thought, "No, it's not yet the right time."
The two true devils looked at each other. They understood what their emperor was getting through, so they just shut their mouths and wait for his orders. Whatever it was, they were willing to jump even towards a boiling water.
Watching Soru being devoured by the fire helplessly, the other true devils couldn't help but crease their brows. Even them was a bit terrified of this fire, after all it could consume them with just a little bit of touch. Not just that, the victim wasn't able to speak something so all Soru could do was weep tears in a pitiful manner. His eyes were crying desperately for help. His usual arrogant demeanor couldn't also be seen now, as he rolled on the ground back and forth. It looked like the pain was unbearable that he just wished to die immediately. The emperor sighed. He boosted his subordinates' strength, that's true. But it turned out that their brains weren't. Rolling on the ground like that, why don't he just kill himself to avoid further embarrassment? The first true devil, Frolian, had something flashed in his eyes. He then walked over in a distance where Fan Rou could hear him and said, "Why don't you just finish it off already? It's already taking too much of our time." There were no honorifics or anything. Just pure calling out to the person as if they stood in an even footing on them or below him. Soru looked at Frolian with disbelief. This guy stepped forward not to save him, but instead to finish him off because this was waiting their time? His head was turning crazy because of rage. Bastards like him deserved to die more than him! "Why would I?" Fan Rou stared at Frolian with a mocking expression, "This is my battle, so what say do you have here?" "This is for the benefit of the both sides." Frolian answered calmly, "You save time, while we save ours. Isn't that a win-win situation? I don't see a reason why you should torture our fellow devil here like this." "You want me to answer that?" Fan Rou smirked. "..." Frolian didn't say anything. But it was obvious that he was willing to listen. "Because the moment you became the devil 'itself', you deserve a fate worse than death." Fan Rou spoke in a cold tone, "What, you think that you are so mighty how because you all got a boost on your power? Hah, what an instant joke." Frolian's eyes flashed with sinisterness. But he refrained from speaking. Then, he retreated himself, as if indicating that Fan Rou could do what he wished. "Hah." Fan Rou sighed hard and looked at the crying Soru. He sneered and looked at him in disdain, "Arrogant, but can't back yourself up. How pathetic. Since you are dearly wishing to die now, I will grant your wish. The fun is spoilt, so what's the point?" "Boom!" After that, Soru's body turned into a bloody mist. Nothing had left of him, only a distant memory for the devils. Sooner or later, he would be forgotten all over. After all, the emperor was not planning on commemorating anything about him. Fan Rou stretched his arms as if he was numb from that fight. He then casually strolled out of the arena and returned to his family's side. "A piece of cake." Fan Rou smiled and said, "But I sweat a bit, so it was a bit of fun. I mean, the torturing part." The Rou elders sighed in relief that their son returned safely. They didn't wish for anyone of them to die here like what happened to the Su family. "Idiot. That's a serious death match, why can't you stop playing around when you're fighting?" Xu Rou was also glad that her husband returned safely and she worried for nothing, "Not playing around wouldn't cost you anything. Would it?" "Alright, I'm sorry, okay?" Fan Rou caressed Xu Rou's shoulders and comforted her, "As you see, I returned alive and well. So stop worrying. You should worry about yourself, instead. After all, you're going to fight." "Why would you be worried about me?" Xu Rou laughed a bit and said, "You know me well. Don't worry, I'm going to get the third win of our family. So stop sweating it." "Okay, I trust you." Fan Rou smiled and said. Indeed, out of all people, he was the one who knew his wife very well. She might act very gentle and elegant, but when a battle was going to be serious, she had the ability to back it up as a member of the Rou family. Remember, she was the mother of the most talented individual of all the universes around! After which, Xu Rou flew towards the arena and entered it. She was the one to fight this time. On the other side, the emperor was starting to get a headache. He proposed this stage because he wanted to show off the power of their clan and how much they have improved and gotten stronger. But what was this? Not just they lost 3 vital members, they didn't even win a single match! Well, they got a tie from the second round. But the other side had already had two wins. They couldn't afford to have the Rou family win another match. After all, while the stage was set up, a pact of consequences had been fully taken as the foundation of the arena. Meaning, both sides placed a bet in this match. The Rou family said, that if they win, they wanted the entire Devil State Universe to be under their jurisdiction and rule. While if the devils win, they would do the same to the True State Universe. It was a fair bet with an almost exact amount of chips. But it would be only a good thing if they were winning. Unfortunately, they were now on the shorter end of the stick. What should he do? As the emperor, he had the final say about strategies and whatnot. "Is it about the time I use that...?" The emperor immediately shook his head upon this thought, "No, it's not yet the right time." The two true devils looked at each other. They understood what their emperor was getting through, so they just shut their mouths and wait for his orders. Whatever it was, they were willing to jump even towards a boiling water.
