Lu Yang was dumbfounded. He had not expected Duree to trust the Starry Sky Magic Array and his own spells so completely in the face of such a powerful temptation, without the slightest suspicion toward him. Duree had simply entered Bandalsburg Prison, entered his Inner Space—what was Lu Yang still hesitating for?
Light flashed.
Duree pulled Lu Yang down into the desert outside Bandalsburg Prison. His feverish gaze swept around, but he could not find the Blazing Demon God's divine soul. He immediately looked anxiously at Lu Yang and asked, "Where is His Majesty the God King?"
Lu Yang's right hand was still held by Duree. At such close range, if he did not know how to seize the opportunity, he would truly be an idiot. He immediately activated Purifying Skyfire in his right hand, and a cluster of pure white flames ignited on Duree's armor.
Duree reacted instantly, blinking thirty meters away as a layer of crimson armor covered his body. At the same time, a terrifying black light formed into a demonic eye and burrowed into Lu Yang's body.
"Why weren't you controlled by my spell? Tell me, what kind of flame is this?" Duree roared at Lu Yang. Though the fire was tiny, it showed no sign of going out as it burned on his crimson armor.
This was Dragon Crystal Armor. Among lower-god-level armors, its fire resistance was the strongest. Duree had only recently exchanged for it from the dragons. Ever since the three subordinates he had sent out failed to return, Duree had sensed that the Blazing Demon God was targeting him. He had deliberately spent twice the price to buy this set of armor.
Lu Yang had already fallen into Duree's illusion. This was the innate spell of the Nightmare Race, capable of easily