Butos's eyes were staring straight at the box that contained the immense power, and in a trance, Butos walked towards the box little by little.

The Ringwraith snickered, he knew the power of the Flame Spirit. Even if this eternal soul is sealed, its extremely powerful evil aura can still captivate and confuse anyone who gazes at it.

Butos's will was being eroded, and although his soul was struggling, trying to break free from the shackles brought to him by the "Fire Spirit", all Butos could do was to make himself slightly slower to get closer to the "Fire Spirit".

Red flames burned in Butos' eyes......

The box seemed so enticing that it was uncontrollably tempting to get close and peek into the secrets inside......

Butos was gradually lost, and his weak will was close to falling.

"Stop, Butos!" an old roar rang out behind Butos.

Standing in front of the door of the room with a staff of faint light, Erasmus was as weak as an old goshawk.

However, Butos didn't seem to hear anything at this moment, he was only a few steps away from the box at the moment, and he longed from the bottom of his heart to open it......

"Stop!" Eramus slammed his staff on the ground with all his strength.

Suddenly, gray-white vines grew from under Butos's feet and quickly wrapped around Butos.

The strength of Fujiman was staggering, and Butos was forcibly restrained in place.

And Butos is still struggling, he desperately wants to open this mysterious box......

Eramos's face was paler than ever, and his body could no longer support him to continue the spell.

With all his strength, Butos stretched out his right hand towards the box, and Fujiman was tugging, stopping Butos. Butos's arm was strangled with blood marks one after another.

Eramus is well aware that if he doesn't do anything about it, then something terrible will happen.

Eramus uttered the spell again, this time the Sleeping Charm.

However, the Ringwraith in the Black Ring had already sensed Eramus's thoughts.

The Ringwraith was not afraid of Eramus, who was so weak at this time. The Black Gas returned the spell to Eramus just as the Sleeping Spell was about to be released on Butos.

Eramus was so badly wounded that he fell to the ground. And the staff fell to the side.

The white vine man also disintegrated and disappeared in an instant.

The flames in Butos' eyes burned. The box in front of him was an incomparably precious treasure for Butos at this time, and he wanted to open it, he wanted to get a glimpse of all the secrets in this treasure......

A golden-red glow flowed through the cracks of the box, and in the dark room, the dazzling color became something incomparably beautiful.

"Turn it on...... Open it, my little Butos......" The Ringwraith smiled wickedly, he couldn't wait for Butos to take the Flame Demon out of his ......

Butos's hands trembled, and little by little he approached the treasure in his heart.

Butos didn't know why he was so excited, he was already attracted to what was in front of him, he didn't want to think about it, he wanted to open the box, he longed for everything in it......

Butos slowly placed his hands on the box, and the warm sensation spread throughout Butos's body.

That pleasure, that pleasure, instantly occupied Butos's heart, and yet, Butos was still not satisfied......

Butos gently lifted the box that sealed the "Flame Spirit".

By this time, Ilamós had gradually come to his senses, and when he saw what Butos had done, his old eyes were full of helplessness and despair.

"No......" Eramos's heart is like ashes.

The moment the box was opened, the flames of nothingness and the scorching light took over everything.

Wails, roars, and abyssal whispers from the depths of darkness erupted from the flames.

At this time, Butos regained consciousness, and he saw everything in front of him.

The soul of the Flame Demon loomed in the flames, and this terrifying ancient demon was in the state of a baby. At this time, the fire demon was sleeping in the fire of hell, as if it were a life that had not yet come to the world.

At this point, the ring spirit could no longer hold back.

The dark abyssal language continued to emerge from the black ring, and little by little, it infected the soul of the fire demon.

Butos suddenly had a very bad feeling, he couldn't tell what was wrong, although everything was developing according to the idea of the Ringwraith now, but ......

"Wait, wait!" old Butos ......," called Butos, a little flustered.

However, it was already too late.

When the last abyssal words came out of the Black Ring, the Fire Demon slowly opened his eyes.

Exhaustion and laziness filled the eyes of the fire demon, but murderous intent and evil were also present in his eyes.

Eramos was powerless to stop this, and his old soul trembled in his tired, scarred body.

The Ringwraith laughed insolently, he awakened the sealed Fire Demon, and he was about to possess the ability to parasitize the Fire Demon.

This purple dragon's conspiracy has reached an extremely important step.

The Firefiend's eyes looked around the room, and when he saw Eramus lying on the ground, the Firedemon's eyes instantly filled with hatred, and in his memory, this old human was no small threat to him.

The infantile Flame Demon raised his immature but enveloped fiery palm towards Eramus, and a raging flame erupted from his palm.

Eramus could only barely hold his staff to fight it, the faint light getting weaker and weaker in the flames, and the old mage with both wisdom and strength was about to be consumed by the fire of hell.

The Ringwrath smiled: "Eramus, you don't have to use your life to overdraw your mana, you must perish!

Buttoston was terrified, as if he had done something wrong, as if he had caused a catastrophe, a catastrophe that would be difficult to reverse.

"Stop, old Butos!" exclaimed Butos.

"Why, my dear little Butos?" At this time, the ring spirit no longer needs to hide himself, he can completely parasitize in the fire demon and get rid of this weak and incompetent Butos.

"No, no...... You're not old Butos at all...... You've been deceiving me......" Butos' eyes were full of sadness and loss.

"Deceive, you lowly life! If I had found the 'Spirit of the Flame Demon' earlier, I wouldn't have had to train you stupid ant!"

"Actually...... I knew for a long time that you might not be old Butos......" Butos had tears in his eyes, but Butos knew that he could not cry, his tears could only flow because of old Butos.

"Hahahaha, then why do you want to allow me to exist?" everything Butos said was so ridiculous to the Ringwraith.

"Because, I miss the voice of old Butos. Butos' brow furrowed, tears still not falling.

Suddenly, the sound of a break sounded. Eramus' staff was broken, and the only thing that could sustain Erasmus in the flames was the gem on the original staff.

Butos knew he had to save Eramus at this moment, and he couldn't allow his mistakes to cost others. Butos suddenly thought of something, so Butos ran as fast as he could, towards the outside of Eramus's palace.

In the palace, demons and humans are contending, and evil vines are constantly spreading. Beyond the palace was the scorching sun and the endless sky.

Butos took out the black ring he had hidden on his chest and pointed it out to the sun, and the sun was scorching the black ring, but this time, Butos did not hear the screams of the ring spirit.

The ringwraith's laughter came from the palace: "You stupid ant! hahahaha! I have placed my trust in the fire demon, and now you are worthless to me!"

Butos's tears welled up in his eyes: "No!"

Butos ran back to the palace again, by which time Erasmus's hair was slightly charred.

Butos looked at the Flame Demon in the form of a baby wrapped in black gas, and then at Eramus, who was aging at a visible rate.

Butos made a bold and decisive decision. Butos lunged at the Firedemon and strangled him by the neck with his strong, powerful hand.

"What are you doing!" rang out in the angry voice of the Ringwraith.

The hellfire melted the skin on Butoth's arm in an instant, but Butos was still squeezing the firefiend's throat.

The intense feeling of suffocation forced the infant Firefiend to stop attacking Eramus, and the raging flames shifted from Eramos's surroundings to Butos's body.

Butos was burning, his skin and bones were about to be destroyed, and his fragile life was like a dimmering spark.

But the Fire Demon is also facing a crisis.

The Ringwraith cursed angrily at Butos, and used black gas to transform Butoth's body back into the form of the six- or seven-year-old child.

At this time, Erasmus was already awake, and as soon as Butos's body was restored, Eramus unleashed an ice spell on the fire demon.

Ice cold first wrapped the body of young Butos, and this time Butos was not hurt again, and while cold ice protected Butos again, he also began to press towards the fire demon.

Footsteps came from outside the palace, and Eramos and the Ringwraith knew that the people of the kingdom had come to their aid.

The Ringwraith angrily insulted everything and wrapped the Baby Flame Demon in black air.

The surging black gas shrouded the entire room in darkness, and when the light returned, the fire demons and the ringwraiths had fled.

The weakened Butos was now a child of six or seven years old, and he slowly rose from the ground to see the reinforcements of the kingdom of Tenostia, as well as the terrible old Eramus.

Eramos sat down in a decadent manner, shards of his staff and dim gems scattered around him.

Eramos's life is almost gone.