Edward and the others quickly brought the Devil Race baron before Zhang Tie.
Just as before, the Devil Race baron was still locked inside that Exoskeleton Semi-Automatic Confinement Pod.
The Devil Race baron looked utterly dejected, his face ashen. Under Aziz and the others' meticulous care, he seemed to have put on a little weight over the past two months, but the sharpness and danger that had once surrounded him were gone for good.
At this moment, the Devil Race baron was like a tiger whose teeth had been pulled and claws broken. Yet more importantly, the repeated blood sacrifices, and the torture of repeatedly destroying, refining, and healing the Earth chakras he had condensed, had long since caused his mind and body to collapse completely.
In the myths and legends of the Western Continent, the petty, selfish, hot-tempered gods punished angels who had brought knowledge and light to humanity by repeatedly tearing out their organs for beasts and birds of prey to carry away, then healing them again and again—a cycle without end, suffering without rest.
The Devil Race baron naturally had not the slightest thing to do with angels, but the suffering he had endured after falling into Zhang Tie's hands was no different from that of those angels in the myths.
The metal gag stuffed into the Devil Race baron's mouth had been removed. Yet even without it, he had lost the ability to scream and shout. Drool ran from his mouth as he stared blankly at Zhang Tie and stammered, "Ea... Earth Knight..."
The aura of Zhang Tie's advancement to Earth Knight had swept through the entire Castle of Black Iron. Naturally, the Devil Race baron imprisoned in the Palace Tree dungeon had sensed it as well.
Even though his Earth chakra had been destroyed, the