The long night had yet to end, but the ancient castle had finally regained its peace—or at least, it sounded quiet.
But if anyone saw what the central courtyard of the ancient castle looked like, they probably wouldn't be able to remain calm.
The great demon, over five meters tall, sat cross-legged in the center of the castle. Even sitting down, he made Hao Ren feel as though he were looking up at a giant. Flames and lava constantly burst from the demon's body, bathing everything within a radius of dozens of meters in crimson light. Some of the rocks beneath him had already melted into magma, making it seem as though the demon were sitting atop a lake of lava. The demon and Hao Ren had already confirmed each other's identities, and the latter had even checked with his Data Terminal. This heart-stopping mission could be considered successfully completed.
The result left Hao Ren with an unreal feeling.
"My name is Izax." Whenever the demon spoke to Hao Ren, he instinctively lowered his upper body. It was a very polite gesture, but every time he did it, Hao Ren had to hop around to avoid the splashing flames and molten slag. The demon's voice sounded like thunder mixed with the crackling of explosions, and demon language was awkward and complicated. Without the Data Terminal's powerful translation function, Hao Ren truly would have been completely unable to communicate with this big fellow. The latter's Chinese sounded like Japanese-accented English. "It's a pleasure to meet you. Sorry for the trouble—I heard this is how people here greet one another when meeting for the first time."
Hao Ren broke into a sweat. In fact, he had been sweating the whole time; it was ridiculously hot beside the demon. He thought that this