Rocot: Reborn

"Why should I believe you?" Rocot's voice was like ice. Black flames danced wildly around him, reflecting his handsome but distorted face, as if he was a demon from hell.

Facing Rocot's question, the mysterious man laughed instead of getting angry. His laughter was low and hoarse, as if it came from the abyss. "Do you have any other choice? The King of Darkness, or... Rocot."

Hearing this name, Lokod's pupils suddenly shrank, and the black flames became more violent, as if they were going to devour everything around them.

"Who are you?" Rocot asked with gritted teeth. The black sword in his hand made a buzzing sound, as if it would be unsheathed and drink blood at any time.

"It doesn't matter who I am," the mysterious man said calmly, "What's important is that I know who you are and what you're after. I can help you get everything you want, including... your sister's life."

Rocot was silent. He looked down at the dying Alia in his arms, with a trace of pain and struggle in his eyes. He knew that the mysterious man was right, and he had no choice. In order to save Alia, he could only trust this mysterious man of unknown origin.

"What do you want me to do?" Roccod took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked coldly.

"It's simple," the mysterious man stretched out a pale hand and pointed to the huge metal building behind Rocot, "I want you to help me open it and release it."

Roccod turned around and looked at the building behind him. It was a huge metal pyramid with strange patterns and symbols all over its surface. It exuded an ancient and evil aura, like a sleeping ancient beast, which was chilling.

"What is this?" Rocot asked, with a sense of foreboding in his heart.

"Forbidden knowledge, sealed power," the mysterious man said in a low voice, "and the key to your revenge."

Rocot's heart moved. He knew that the mysterious man was right. If he could control this power, he would be omnipotent and revenge would be just around the corner.

"Okay, I promise you." Rocot finally made a decision. He held Arya in his arms and walked towards the metal pyramid step by step.

The mysterious man looked at Roccod's back, a strange arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.

Rocot walked to the front of the pyramid, gently placed Alia on the ground, then stretched out his hand and pressed it on the cold metal surface of the pyramid.

Black flames gushed out from his palms and spread along the lines on the surface of the pyramid. The entire pyramid began to tremble violently, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

"Hurry! Use your power to open it!" the mysterious man urged, with a hint of excitement in his voice that was hard to conceal.

Roccod ignored him and closed his eyes, probing his consciousness into the pyramid to sense the sealed power.

However, at the moment his consciousness came into contact with that power, an extremely evil, cold, and crazy will suddenly awakened, instantly invading his mind, wanting to devour him.

"Ah!" Rocot let out a painful roar, and the black flames suddenly got out of control, raging wildly and turning everything around into ashes.

"Not good!" The mysterious man's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that this power was so strong that even Rocot couldn't control it.

“Hahahaha!” A voice full of madness and destruction echoed in Roccod’s mind, “How dare you, a lowly ant, get your hands on my power? I will tear you apart and turn this world into ashes!”

Locot felt that his consciousness was being swallowed by endless darkness. His body expanded and deformed uncontrollably. Black flames burned on his body as if to burn him to ashes.

"Brother!" Alia cried weakly, struggling to stand up, but to no avail.

"Hahaha, what a touching brother-sister relationship," the crazy voice laughed, "Then let you both perish together!"

At this moment, a golden light suddenly fell from the sky and enveloped Locot. The golden light and the black flame collided with each other, making a sizzling sound. The entire space was shaking violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

"Who is it? How dare you stop me?" the crazy voice roared.

A majestic and sacred voice echoed between heaven and earth, "Evil demons, stop being so rampant!"

A tall figure wearing a golden robe and holding a golden scepter descended from the sky and appeared in front of Rocot, blocking the terrifying dark force.

"You are..." Roccod tried hard to open his eyes, wanting to see the figure clearly, but he only saw a dazzling golden light.

"My child, you have suffered," the tall figure turned around and looked down at Rocot, his eyes full of love and pity, "Let me help you get rid of this evil power."

"Who...are you?" Rocot asked weakly, his voice trembling.

"I am……"