Chapter 254 Succubus Landis 2
As a race skilled in stealth and assassination, and capable of manipulating dark power, the Night Demons are mainly divided into two branches: assassins who accept contracts from various races and merchants who engage in underground trade.
The Silent Night Trading Company is the largest and most infamous trading company in the Demon Abyss, established by the Night Demon Clan.
Landis arrived here with an excited Lina, followed by Lucius, who was worried that Landis might be led astray.
When the three arrived, a large number of demons had already gathered in the lobby on the first floor. They were closely surrounding the stage in the center, discussing the humans crammed together in the metal cages on the stage, and many of them were showing greedy eyes.
"Tsk, what's so great about a place like this?" Lucius looked at the group of low-level demons with ugly expressions and said with utter disdain, "It's a cesspool of filth."
Linas was also somewhat displeased. As a member of the "vegetarian faction," the love of beauty was an instinct ingrained in their bones. But the demons in the hall clearly could not be described as "beautiful."
"What is Victor doing, letting so many low-level demons in like this, there's no order at all..."
The two, unusually united, began to criticize Night Demon's unscrupulous methods in pursuit of money. Meanwhile, Landis, lazily standing at the back of the crowd, noticed several people inside the cage.
A young man with short red hair and brown eyes filled with unyielding arrogance; a girl with long blue hair and black eyes with a faint gold edge, possessing royal features and aloof demeanor; and a half-elf with long light golden hair, delicate facial features, and violet eyes that exude mystery.
What a typical combination! It reminded Landis of the war of the gods tens of thousands of years ago, the establishment of human kingdoms thousands of years ago, and the war of the beast tide hundreds of years ago.
In these earth-shaking changes, a group of "chosen ones" emerged.
Yes, "Chosen One"—this is an ability that Landis possessed naturally from the moment he was born. He can sense a person's destiny trajectory and the world's favoritism towards a particular person.
Therefore, during the initial war between gods and demons, Landis was well aware that his four older brothers were stepping stones for the "Chosen One," sacrificing their lives to help the "Chosen One" unify the gods.
He was an anomaly, a variable that shouldn't exist. The world didn't give him powerful physical strength, but it did give him unparalleled spiritual power and exceptional appearance and intelligence. Sometimes Landis even wondered if he was the "chosen one".
However, the obstacles they sensed when plotting against the Protoss were not unreal.
Without him, his four brainless brothers would have certainly become stepping stones, but with him around, not only was the war between gods and demons prolonged, but the rise of the "Chosen One" became more difficult, and the demon race, which should have been dormant, completely formed a formidable force on the continent of Azeroth.
As the price for defying fate, the world's consciousness only put him and his four older brothers into a deep sleep in the Abyss Ruins, and the key point is that he woke up early.
Sometimes Landis even questioned the meaning of life. Was the world's punishment for his torment of the "Chosen One" too lenient? It seemed that the world's consciousness favored him more than the "Chosen One."
I don't understand it, but if there's a bargain, why not take advantage of it?
When he awoke and stepped out of the Abyss for the first time, he seemed to hear a helpless sigh in his ear. But the world's consciousness did not punish him in any way to prevent him from leaving.
Looking back at the four clueless people who were still fast asleep, Landis walked out without a second thought.
Then, we witnessed the fall and seclusion of the gods, the rise of human kingdoms, the war between divine and imperial power, and the wars between various races for territory, and so on.
The development over these thousands of years has given Landis a sense of enlightenment. The "Child of Destiny" is born in accordance with destiny, or more precisely, it is just a useful tool to help the world develop.
Because it is beneficial to the evolution of the world, it has received some attention and favor from the world's consciousness.
But he was different. In these thousands of years of tentative involvement, Landis discovered that the world consciousness had been "indulgent" towards him. Perhaps it was because he was a product created by the world consciousness, barely qualifying as the child of the world?
Compared to a useful tool that is constantly being developed, a son is naturally more important.
Having figured out what was going on, Landis became even more unrestrained. But after stirring up several wars on the continent, he gradually began to find it boring. So, he disguised himself as an ordinary succubus and slacked off in the Abyss of Demons.
He occasionally plays some tricks, but life still feels boring. Just when he's so bored that he wants to try destroying the world, he meets a group of "chosen ones".
The aura of "destiny" emanating from these three was so strong that Landis could sense it from hundreds of meters away without even using his innate abilities. The last time he had seen such an important "chosen one" was during the war between gods and demons, when he encountered that god.
So, has this marked another crucial juncture in the evolution of the world?
Landis was instantly intrigued. He had had enough of the minor upgrades, and after tens of thousands of years, he was about to encounter the great evolution of the world again. How could he miss such a story?
"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've traveled around the mainland..."
Landis chuckled softly and exchanged a few words with Lucius. Soon after, Victor, the head of the Silent Night Trading Company, stepped forward and announced that these humans would not be sold for the time being, ignoring the discontent of the demon onlookers, and that they would be auctioned off in three days. Then he had the demons push the cages down.
"Landis, what do you want to do?"
Lucius wasn't questioning, but rather excited. Having completed what Landis had instructed, he sensed Landis's desire to "stir things up" and was also eager to join in.
"Lucius, the Abyss isn't a good place either. Why can't we live openly on the surface? What's the point of just unifying the Abyss when the continent is much larger..."
Before Landis could finish speaking, a sigh of helplessness and anxiety, which he hadn't heard for a long time, rang in his ears again, as if to stop him, or as if to remind him not to go too far.
Landis seemed oblivious, his smile growing even more captivating. "It's good that the world consciousness values this; the more it values it, the more interesting it becomes."
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"Damn demons! Once I get out of here, I'll make sure you don't get away with this!"
The boy with fiery red hair also had a fiery temper. He struggled desperately in the cage, trying to break the restraint ring around his neck.
"Behave yourselves, Arreat. Let's see what they're up to first."
The blue-haired girl frowned slightly. They didn't understand the demon language. Judging from the situation, they were going to be sold today. The original plan was to escape when the demons were alone after they broke free of the magic cage.
But now, for some reason, they've been taken back, and we don't know where they've been sent.
"Sier, what do you think?"
Olivia looked at her calm half-elf companion, Sil, and compared to the brainless Arreat, she trusted Sil's brain more.
Let's wait and see.
Syl noticed that several cages were being sent to different places, as if they were being sorted, while the three of them were being taken to the deepest room underground.
Who is that?
Arreat exclaimed in surprise, and following his gaze, Olivia and Syl noticed an exceptionally ornate and exquisite cage that had been in the room before they entered.
Inside the cage sat a black-haired boy whose limbs were bound by golden chains, his head bowed.
As if hearing their voices, the black-haired boy slowly raised his head, revealing a captivating face. He glanced at them indifferently, without any emotion, and quickly lowered his head again.
A fleeting glimpse, yet it unsettled the three. Arreat murmured unconsciously, "I might know why he was arrested..."
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