Ember Dragon Chapter 601: Desire Demon

Chapter 601: Desire Demon

Slowly pushing open the pitch-black, heavy door, what ca into view was a corridor painted with hellish murals on both sides—and a particularly alluring, beautiful woman.

She was dressed in a luxurious robe that half-exposed her chest and back, a soft, charming smile lingering on her lips, her purple eyes rippling like pools of water, exuding a mysterious and enchanting aura.

However, the woman did not hide it either—amber hair revealing horns, feathered black wings extending from her back, all unmistakably indicating her identity.

——Desire Demon, a devil that survives by seducing mortals and leading them into corruption. However, in the eyes of the players, this form was not terrifying; instead, it added a touch of mystery, similar to a beautiful fallen angel.

Instantly, even a player as experienced as Luck King, who had seen countless 3D characters, was stunned, unable to breathe, standing there in a daze.

The Desire Demon covered her mouth and chuckled, her laughter crisp like silver bells. She then extended her slender, fair arm. "What’s wrong, my esteed guest? How long do you plan to stand there and watch? Please co in. We still have plenty of ti."

"O-Okay, okay."

Hearing her voice, Luck King felt like his bones were lting, even stuttering as he spoke.

Stiff as a board, Luck King moved forward, not expecting the Desire Demon to lean in proactively, letting him feel a soft sensation and inhale a captivating fragrance.

The Desire Demon stared directly at Luck King’s gradually reddening face, her purple eyes gleaming with light. She smiled and said, "My na is Eunice, a business agent of the Soul Exchange. I will do my best to serve you."

How could anyone withstand this?! Luck King couldn’t help but clench his fists, sweating all over, shouting in his heart.

Just like that, under Eunice’s personal guidance, Luck King walked stiffly along the corridor, listening to her gentle explanations.

"This is the Hell Exchange officially set up by the Empire. Here, we devils can legally trade with mortals.

You can obtain many things you’ve always dread of, only for a...slight, insignificant price." The Desire Demon blinked.

Despite his brain feeling like mush, Luck King still cautiously asked, "What can I get?"

Eunice licked her lips, her charming smile undisguised, then softly said, "That depends on the price you are willing to pay...and what you want to get."

As she spoke, she wrapped her slender, fair arm around him, her delicate hand gently brushing across Luck King’s chest.

Even as a gentleman, I can’t handle this kind of test! Luck King’s ears turned red, his blood surging, shouting constantly in his heart.

In this dreamy setting, Luck King still managed to suppress his emotions, saying, "I...I want to gain the power of Hell."

Suddenly, Eunice leaned in, her beautiful face drawing extrely close. She whispered softly into his reddened ear, "I can grant you power and endless pleasure...but...are you willing to pay with your soul?"

"I...I..."

In an instant, Luck King felt as if a layer of mist covered his vision. His mind went blank, and he lost the ability to speak, rely nodding instinctively.

As the saying goes: The land of beauties is the graveyard of heroes.

Feeling the soft touch, the intoxicating fragrance, the single, twenty-sothing-year-old Luck King felt that he could die without regret.

A charming smile instantly appeared on Eunice’s face. She softly said, "Very well, then welco to becoming my Contract Holder."

The Desire Demon spread her wings behind her, countless black feathers surged forth, enveloping the dazed Luck King, sending him into the private room of the Hell Exchange.

When he walked out of the Hell Exchange, Luck King was still in a daze, as if waking up from a dream, not fully understanding what had just happened.

He only knew that he signed a contract, sold his soul in a daze, and beca the Contract Holder of a beautiful demon.

"I-Is it over? D-Did I...get the extended class?"

Luck King looked down, staring at the strange-looking Purgatory Brand on his hand that exuded an evil aura, still slling the lingering fragrance on his body, feeling utterly bewildered.

In fact, the vast majority of demons only accepted one type of currency in exchange for evil powers or the services they could provide. Souls were usually taken from mortal beings upon their natural death.

The immortal devils could wait for a very long ti until a contract was fulfilled. If a contract allowed a devil to take a mortal’s soul before death, the devil would imdiately bring the soul back to its ho in the Nine Hells of Baator. Only divine intervention could liberate a soul possessed by a devil.

But the players didn’t know that—even if they did, they wouldn’t care. Most of them gladly sold their souls.

After all, for them, Baator Hell was just an interesting dungeon, and so explorers were even eager for it.

"This is..."

Luck King raised his head, looking at the translucent panel. All of his attributes and skills had undergone significant changes, and there was even a brand-new extended class.

\[You have signed a contract with a Desire Demon from Hell, gaining the extended class—[Sorcerer - Devil’s Pact]]

\[You have obtained the exclusive trait: [Apostle of Hell]]

[Apostle of Hell]

The devil’s contract has brought you the power of the Nine Hells of Baator. It grants you a stronger body and unique innate skills.

Gain additional attribute bonuses: Strength 1, Constitution 1, Agility 1, Charisma 3

Gain additional skill bonuses: Bluff 14, Diplomacy 12, Disguise 10, Stealth 8, Concentration 7

Looking at the densely packed information refreshed on the panel, Luck King’s mouth dropped open in astonishnt.

"As expected of the Hell Expansion Pack. Just this one exclusive trait alone is enough to crush most ordinary classes!"

Luck King couldn’t help but marvel. He opened the panel interface again, wanting to continue looking, but at that mont, a sharp pain struck the top of his head.

"Bang."

"Ouch! Who the hell—"

Rubbing his head, Luck King turned around, ready to curse, but when he saw the "attacker’s" face, he awkwardly shut his mouth.

Indeed, the one who ca was none other than the president of the Magic Coin Guild, known as the "Strongest Mage," Charlotte, holding a staff with a rather unfriendly expression.

Instantly, a silent atmosphere filled the space between the two, and the surrounding air seed to freeze.

After a mont of hesitation, Luck King scratched his head, forcing a smile as he said, "President, why are you here? Are you here to hold accountable? But that video really wasn’t who posted it..."

Luck King wanted to defend himself further, but Charlotte sighed, waved his hand, and directly interrupted him.

"Enough, I’m not as bored as you are, nor do I have your strange sense of humor. I ca to remind you—you haven’t replied to the ssage I sent you earlier."

Hearing this, Luck King awkwardly scratched his hair.

Why hadn’t he read Charlotte’s ssage? Of course, it was because he was feeling guilty!

Charlotte looked him up and down, casually saying, "You haven’t signed a contract yet, right?"

Before Luck King could answer, Charlotte continued, "I’ve already got so insider information about the event. This ti, the Hell Expansion is not sothing you can just pick randomly. There are many tricks to it. Those demon contracts vary in strength, and the gap is significant.

The best choice is to enter the top floor of the Hell Exchange and sign a contract with the emissary of the Archdevil Bael. That way, you can get powerful spells like Hellfire Storm, Greater Mirage, Human Paralyze, and even teor Swarm, as well as a series of strong spell-like abilities."

Charlotte chuckled mockingly. "But... I heard that so idiots got seduced by the Desire Demon at the entrance and signed a contract with her. They’re screwed, only getting things like Charm Person or Hypnosis—"

But at that mont, Charlotte noticed that Luck King’s face was pale, his expression one of utter despair.

"Wait a second, why do you have that expression? You aren’t the idiot I heard about, are you?"

"No, President, I..."

Luck King wanted to explain, but Charlotte grabbed his arm, pulled up his sleeve, and sure enough, found the exclusive brand of the Desire Demon.

To put it bluntly—it was a silver mark.

Luck King wore a mournful expression and said, "How was I supposed to know she was that kind of demon..."

Charlotte covered his face with his hand, sighed, then looked at Luck King with pity, his gaze full of disappointnt. "Sigh, such a good opportunity, wasted by you—letting your little head control your big head..."

By now, Charlotte’s anger had completely vanished. He patted Luck King’s shoulder, speaking with deep sincerity: "It’s co to this. There’s nothing I can do. Don’t be too upset. At least having sothing is better than having nothing. You should get familiar with your new Devil’s Pact abilities."

"Okay..."

Luck King opened his panel again, activating the shared vision, but this ti, he was visibly dejected.

\[You have signed a contract with a Desire Demon from Hell, gaining the special ability [Charm Sorcery]]

[Charm Sorcery]

Mortals are weak-willed beings who willingly submit to evil for the sake of physical pleasure. The Desire Demon feels no guilt for seducing any race, male or female.

Your Sorcerer levels at 3, 6, 9, and 12 will each grant you a spell-like ability: [Charm Person][Suggestion][Charm Monster][Dominate Person].

Charlotte rubbed his chin, his expression sowhat surprised. "This spell list is pretty powerful too. All of them are practical enchantnt spells. Looks like it’s not that bad."

Luck King imdiately let out a sigh of relief, patting his chest: "That’s good, that’s good. Let see what other abilities I have..."

\[Your contract with the devil has granted you the power of the Nine Hells of Baator. You have gained the special ability—[Devil’s Body]]

[Devil’s Body]

As a contract holder with Hell, you can corrupt your body, paying a certain price to fully transform into a devil.

Because of your pact with the Desire Demon, you have unlocked a special form [Desire Demon Form].

For so reason, seeing the words [Desire Demon Form] and recalling the beautiful woman who seduced mortals into the abyss, Luck King couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

However, Charlotte remained expressionless and urged him, "Co on, display it. You have to experint to master your abilities."

"Alright."

Although Luck King felt sothing was off, he couldn’t resist Charlotte’s urging and activated the so-called "Devil’s Body."

The brand on his arm suddenly lit up, hellfire enveloped Luck King’s body, smoke billowed, and flas swirled around him.

"No... No way..."

Luck King muttered to himself. He felt his body becoming strange, and the ominous premonition in his heart grew stronger.

Suddenly, his hand covering his chest was forcefully pushed up, and his chest beca heavy, with a soft sensation in his palms.

Next, Luck King was stunned to feel his rear lift up, his waist and abdon smoothing out, and even his skin becoming more delicate.

And he—or rather, she—grew a pair of pitch-black wings from her back, a slender tail sprouted from her tailbone, and horns erged from her head.

Luck King’s expression turned incredibly grim: "Don’t tell ..."

"Pfft."

Luck King looked over and saw Charlotte holding back laughter, pulling out a mirror he had prepared in advance and handing it to Luck King.

"Here, see for yourself."

In the mirror stood a stunningly beautiful Desire Demon, her figure flawless, enough to easily captivate any mortal.

Her black hair cascaded down her shoulders, her barely-covered white skin peeking through her tattered clothing. Even when angry, her eyes seed to be playfully scolding, enough to make the old Luck King drool.

The only downside was—this beautiful Desire Demon was actually Luck King himself.

"What the hell..."

Luck King stayed silent for a long ti before a few words finally escaped her ruby lips, words that did not quite fit her current appearance.

At this mont, even her voice had beco particularly soft and seductive. Even when she cursed, it sounded as if she were flirting.

Charlotte patted her shoulder, suppressing the smile on his face, and t her eyes solemnly, saying, "Luck King, I think specialization matters. Professional matters should be handled by professionals.

Although you didn’t pick the strongest Hell Expansion, it’s still a blessing in disguise. You’ve gained this unique ability.

From now on, you will be our Magic Coin Guild’s exclusive Succubus. All those nobles like Count Donald and Duke Lawrence will be left for you to seduce, pfft..."

Charlotte’s speech was powerful and righteous, but he still couldn’t hold back, bursting into laughter at the end.

Luck King’s face flushed red with anger, and after holding it in for a long ti, she finally squeezed out a sentence: "You absolutely must not tell anyone!"

But with her current expression, she looked just like a shy young girl, making her appear even more stunning.

"Of course, our Magic Coin Guild is always united. We would never throw dirt on one another," Charlotte promised with absolute sincerity.

However, after transforming into a Succubus, Luck King’s charm was off the charts, instantly drawing the attention of nearby players.

"Holy crap, is that a Succubus?"

"A beauty!"

"I didn’t know there were such beautiful players! Wait...why does that nickna seem so familiar?"

Luck King imdiately panicked, hurriedly casting Smoke Screen to disappear into the crowd.

Charlotte remained standing in place.

He pulled down his hood, walked a few steps, picked up a recording stone disguised as a rock from the ground, and a cruel, cold smile crept onto his face.

"Luck King, since you showed no rcy, don’t bla for being ruthless. But I’m not as reckless as you... Heh, this ti I have an ’alibi’."

Charlotte toyed with the recording stone in his hand, speaking slowly and unhurriedly: "Now...what should I na this video?"