Water falling from the ceiling extinguished the flames that spread throughout the hall, turning the space back to its original dark and damp appearance. Most of the fire was gone, but a small ball of flame was still lit up in the hall. It was the fire of the demon and Julius, and the two of them were still burning with fire, even if they were splashed by running water. If the demon could be extinguished by water, it would be a great thing for Julius, but he probably couldn't meet such a good thing. Even when the water was on the floor, there were still flames dancing under the demon's feet, burning even in the water.

And Julius, the person who is most "close" to the devil, is no exception. The water that fell from the hole made him feel a little better, and he no longer had to endure the heat and the danger of evaporation, but the flame left on him by the demon was still burning. Julius felt a little regretful in his heart, if he and the demon were confronted under the entrance of the cave, he might be able to enjoy the feeling of the water falling from his head, then he should be in a better position - even if the demon is not very afraid of water, but at least the water can hinder him to a certain extent, and then provide Julius with a more favorable environment.

The old black robe, who had been observing from afar, was also frightened by this change. He knew very well what was on top of the ceiling, there was a whole reservoir on it, although there was a whole layer of buffer space in the middle, even if all the water in the reservoir flowed down here, it would not flood the place, but why did the water suddenly flow down, these holes should have been blocked a long time ago......

The old black robe had a terrible thought: Someone had opened the holes that served as gates, and who was that? And who else could have such abilities? He heard the same movement from other places, and the sound of running water was coming everywhere, and it reached his ears. The only good thing for the old black robe now is that he won't drown here, and the bad thing is that there is a new "guest" here. And God knows what danger this flowing water will bring, and he even thinks of the snake skeleton that left the underground lake for some reason and went to the reservoir. What if the monster comes back...... The black robe already has a plan to leave here first. As for his companions, look at him now...... Angry and fiery, he didn't think he could persuade "him", and he was very skeptical if it was his companion or the young man.

It is not an easy task to let the demon descend on the possession and make the demon obedient.

And the demon's roar over there still shook Julius's ears, "You should have been burned to death, why, you're not dead!" The demon's voice sounded in Julius's ears like thunder. Julius felt that his earwax was about to be shaken out, perhaps even his eardrums could be torn apart by his screams, and even his brains and blood could flow out.

"Are all demons as stupid as you are?" Julius glared back at the demon's roar, and the broken sword in his hand advanced a few more points. He didn't know if the sword body in the demon's body was completely melted, but judging from the feeling and the demon's reaction, it should still work.

"You say you can't be killed, then go back to where you came from!" Julius roared, and the hilt of his sword didn't even enter the demon's body—his hand went inside, into the demon's body.

Even if the other party is a demon, it is just a demon who descends to possess the body, and the body should still be the young black robe. So Julius didn't hesitate, not only the sword was inserted into the demon's body, but also his hand was inserted. He held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, and the fingers of his left hand came together to form a hand knife, piercing the demon's body. After the entire palm entered, the fingers bent up, closed into claws, grabbed a certain place in the demon's body, and pulled hard.

The demon finally let out a scream. His screams made the whole hall shake as if it were shaking, and Julius was almost unable to hear it.

"You lowly worm!" the flame on the demon's body shrank and became unstable, like a candle in the wind, about to be extinguished. "You can't kill me!"

"Maybe you really can't kill because I'm too weak...... But your host, just a human, can be killed!" Julius's flames did not weaken, but burned harder, and the demon was making his last struggle, he was going to burn the rat in front of him who dared to offend him.

The flames on Julius's body were already more dazzling than those on the demon's body, and the raging fire swept Julius into it. But Julius's movements did not stop, and his hand continued to reach into the demon's body.

"Your flame...... It's useless to me!" Julius endured the scorching flames, and half of his left forearm went into the demon's body. "Get out of here, demon!"

The demon let out a high-pitched scream—the last of his voices. The demon of the flames, extinguished. The demon who had turned from a flame to a candle flame finally lost his flame and returned to his original form. The demon could no longer look down on Julius, and the young black robe returned to Julius's sight, but the way he was now probably had nothing to do with Anhao.

The young black robe, with Julius' broken sword on his chest, and Julius's hand also inserted. His face was dark, he had no breath anymore—he was dead, too dead to be dead anymore.

When Julius pulled his hand out, the sticky blood between his fingers reminded him of the touch of his hand in the young black robe's body, which made him feel very sick. He wanted to pull out the broken sword, but he could only pull out the hilt, the sword body probably melted, and the molten iron melted the young black robe's body.

If the young black robe was still alive like this, Julius would probably have to accept his fate. He won the bet again, this demon is not a complete body, the young black robe should not be willing to give his body to the demon completely, so the demon can only temporarily occupy his body and give him a coat of flame to protect him as a host. It's just that he probably didn't expect that there would be a person like Julius, who was not afraid of fire and death, and would go straight into the arms of the demon and tear his chest with a broken sword and a hand.

Julius pushed the young black robe away, and the black robe fell to the ground and never got up again.

"What a tough guy who almost roasted me. Julius gasped and took one last look at the black robe that had fallen to the ground.