Chapter 480 Fantasy Night Dream

In a hidden corner of Bol City, there is a mask club called "Fantasy Night Dream".

It is a dazzling and dangerous gem in the night, attracting celebrities from all walks of life. The entrance of the club is covered by an iron door carved with intricate totems. Only by specific invitation can one step into this world full of temptation and fantasy.

Once you cross the threshold, you will be greeted by a bizarre space. The ceiling is hung with starlight made up of hundreds of tiny lights, reflecting on the marble floor below. The air is filled with a faint floral scent that makes you intoxicated.

Most of the guests of the Fantasy Night Dream Club are celebrities in the city, extraordinary aristocrats, big businessmen, and shining stars in the art world. At this moment, they all wear carefully designed masks. These masks have different shapes, and each one is a unique work of art that protects their true identity.

In such an environment, people seem to be bound by masks, but in fact the constraints deep in their hearts have been released... Just like the Alchemy Council decades ago, people wearing masks will not be affected by anything they do, so they gradually no longer have the morality in common sense and dare to auction and trade everything.

At night, the club's central stage is transformed into a unique auction venue, surrounded by crystal columns, each emitting a soft and changing light.

On the auction stage, a host dressed in a vintage robe slowly opened the curtain of an auction of mysterious and exotic items with his deep and magnetic voice.

"Gods above, let's get started."

The auction items were presented one by one, and each mysterious and strange object was enough to make people jaw-dropping, including ancient crystal balls that were said to be able to see into people's hearts, mysterious scrolls that could predict the future, ancient daggers inlaid with unknown gems, and exotic plant specimens from a distant world.

Although they are not as powerful as forbidden objects, these mysterious objects still make people fantasize and want to possess them.

"It's finally started! I'm so looking forward to it, hahahaha!" "The value of money can only be reflected here!"

The guests, covered by masks, competed with each other to bid. The air was filled with tension and excitement. Here, money became the most insignificant medium of exchange.

And this auction of mysterious treasures is just the beginning of a bigger game...

Among the large number of guests, there is also a boy with blue hair and a mask. In fact, he is Motor who has changed his appearance and is in full disguise. At this moment, he is in the corner of the club to avoid being noticed.

"The Fisher family has cultivated 23 subordinate organizations in the four eastern countries, large and small. There are large organizations like the Dagger Brotherhood, and there are also small secret organizations. The Dark Moon Council is one of the secret organizations that serve the Fisher family."

The tall and thin "Black" lowered his head slightly and spoke calmly to Motor about the Dark Moon Council.

Motor nodded slightly to show that he understood.

"I see. I don't think we need to communicate with the Dark Moon Council for now. After all, they seem to be a secret organization supported by my brother Austin. I don't want to cause any misunderstandings."

After a long silence, he said calmly, "His Highness Austin will never think too much about it. You and His Highness Margo are his most important brothers and sisters."

"I know... even the strongest rock in the world cannot compare to the love that Brother Austin has for Margaux and me, but I don't want the people below to think too much and cause some unnecessary confusion."

Pitch Black nodded and said, "Okay, then we will have to deal with the Blood Moon."

Motor nodded and stopped talking. As long as "Darkness" was here, plus the power he possessed, it would not be a problem for him to encounter most of the enemies.

Although outsiders cannot see it, and may even find it hard to believe, in fact, his coachman and protector "Black" is a strong man who has already reached the "transformation period".

He was originally a Longwan native from the west of the continent. At the beginning, he was also a powerful extraordinary noble and was about to inherit the position of head of the family. Later, because he offended the largest noble family in the local area, his family was destroyed. He had to flee to the east of the continent and finally took the initiative to surrender to the overlord of this place, the Fisher family.

In fact, in the past decade or so, there has been an endless stream of extraordinary people and forces surrendering to Fisher and seeking cooperation with them throughout the Oden continent and various maritime regions.

After all, their status and reputation have reached this point, and they possess huge resources and influence, so they will naturally attract those powerful people who are interested.

"Let's go."

After saying that, Motor walked out of the crowd, and Heihei followed behind him.

In fact, Jihei felt a little impressed that His Highness Motor's growth rate was too fast. Although he was just a teenager, he had extraordinary decisiveness and action ability.

In the club's spacious and luxurious dressing room, rows of lockers cast shadows, and the air is filled with a unique smell of sweat and leather.

The blue-haired, masked boy stood quietly in a corner of the room, his eyes flashing with calm and determination through the tiny gaps in the mask.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open and the boss of the club, a man nearly two meters tall wearing a crow mask, walked in.

A transcendent person at a lower level of qualitative transformation, an existence that is unattainable in the eyes of ordinary people...

Motor judged the opponent's strength in just an instant. In the Fisher family and the Dawn Order, there were hundreds of extraordinary people who could reach this level of strength.

"Who are you?" The club boss's voice was low and threatening, but before he finished speaking, the scene before him made his pupils shrink suddenly.

Motor did not move, but he raised his right hand slightly, and the dazzlingly gorgeous silver sword was pulled out of the sheath in an instant as if pulled by an invisible force, leaving a dazzling silver trail.

The tip of the sword drew a perfect arc in the air, pointing directly at the club boss' vital point with a speed and accuracy that almost violated the laws of physics.

“Swish!”

This was not just a blow, but an artistic display, and Motto's swordsmanship was breathtaking.

"you!"

The club boss's eyes quickly changed from initial contempt to horror. He tried to dodge, but in front of the silver sword, all his struggles seemed futile.

The tip of the sword trembled slightly in the air, then stopped steadily a few millimeters in front of his throat. A chilling air made his whole body stiff, completely unable to move.

“You, you…” The club boss’ voice trembled, his usual aura was completely gone, replaced by a deep awe of the unknown power.

He was not very clear about how powerful the other party's bloodline power was, but he was sure that it was much stronger than his own.

The blue-haired boy raised a faint smile under his mask. His voice was calm and powerful: "Remember, no matter how powerful you are, there is always light that can penetrate the darkness. Today is your judgment day."

As these words came out, the young man slowly retracted the silver sword. During the whole process, he did not have any hesitation or delay at all. Everything was under his control.

The club's boss could only sit on the ground helplessly, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness.

Motor's face was calm as he continued, "Tell me who is behind you... which organization is using the club auction to make money? Bloody Moon, tell me all the information about them!"

When the club owner heard the name “Bloody Moon”, his expression changed instantly. He gritted his teeth and shook his head repeatedly, saying, “I, I can’t say… Those people will kill me and all my family members!”

"Just kill me!"

At this time, an unprecedented change quietly occurred in the club.

"This is the final auction item, a flower from a mysterious forbidden land, which is likely to be a high-level extraordinary material!"

The originally bustling space was suddenly shrouded in a strange and uneasy atmosphere, and everyone's attention was drawn to the center of the stage - there, a never-before-seen blood-red flower slowly bloomed in full view of everyone.

The petals of this flower seemed to be stained with blood, the color was deep and eerie, exuding an indescribable charm, and carrying a hint of unspeakable danger.

As it bloomed, a blood-red, intoxicating mist slowly rose from the center of the flower, spreading silently like morning mist, quickly filling the entire club.

At first, the guests just sniffed this unusual scent out of curiosity, and some even showed intoxicated expressions, but soon the mist possessed magical power. It penetrated into everyone's pores, invaded the depths of their consciousness, and awakened the wildness and madness hidden in their hearts!

People's eyes became blurry, their mouths curled up into hideous smiles, and their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably. Then a primitive, instinctive impulse took over their minds, and the guests began to attack each other, becoming sworn enemies. Fists and feet were thrown, tables and chairs were flipped, screams and roars were intertwined, and the club instantly turned into a chaotic battlefield.

Friends became enemies, and strangers were even more ruthless. Those once elegant gentlemen and graceful ladies turned into ferocious beasts, with only killing and destruction in their eyes.

The blood-red mist became a catalyst, completely stimulating the darkest and most brutal side of human nature!

"What on earth is going on?"

“Oh my God!”

In the chaos, only a few people who held their breath remained awake. They looked at everything happening around them in horror and tried to escape from this horrific hell, but the exit had been blocked by the crazy crowd!

And that blood-red flower was still quietly blooming in the center of the stage. It was the culprit of all this, but it seemed like just an indifferent bystander.

Its petals appear even more enchanting and eerie against the backdrop of the blood-red mist.

(End of this chapter)