Bab 290: Flame (7)

"This type of flame…?" said Carfe, the king of the Underearth, in surprise.

His image was that of a solemn, shirtless middle-aged man, his body muscular and firm. He had a long scar that ran diagonally across his torso, from his neck all the way down to his stomach.

At this moment, he was staring incredulously at the flames around him.

This type of violet flame actually made him feel pain. This had never happened before! As a high level Devil King who ruled over the entire Devil's Abyss, his skin's toughness was close to that of a Devil Lord's, meaning that ordinary flames wouldn't hurt him at all—even if their temperature were high enough to melt rocks. But this flame…

"This is amazing…" Carfe still remembered the Fire Devil Tribe, when he was still one of the Devil Lords of the tribe and led the devils into the war against humans, but then… He fell into the humans' trap, and had been stuck here forever.