"Soul-locking Chain!"
The Witch Demon roared, and a chain appeared out of thin air in Longbei's hand, stained with a dark gas, creeping up Longbei's arm, slowly extending upward.
Longbei could feel a breath of death traveling from the chain into his body, with a soul-invading aura trying to seize control of his soul.
"Your time is running out, why not keep talking, huh ha ha ha."
He mocked Longbei, letting out a husky, ear-piercing laugh, though he kept an eye on Kane floating not far away.
Longbei looked at the chain in his hand, then glanced upward at the Witch Demon already beginning to celebrate early.
"This chain has the rules of death and soul control, right? It even seems to harm souls; that must be its rule as well."
Hearing Longbei's words, the Witch Demon said flatly, "Yes, not bad for a Dwarf to have such sharp thinking. Ready to embrace death and become my servant? I will certainly turn you into the finest Immortal Guard."
