69novels Chapter 73 The New Demon King of the Abyss World
Chapter 73 The New Demon King of the Abyss World
Chapter 73 The New Demon King of the Abyss World
Over Gotham.
Lucas watched with great interest as the penguin miraculously survived.
Thanks to the reverse world vine network left behind in advance.
He sensed the Penguin's impending doom the moment it happened and teleported here via the Abyss Portal.
He currently places great importance on Gotham City.
After all, although there are many villains here, almost all of them are lunatics without superpowers who just cause trouble in Gotham.
This ensures that they won't attract other superheroes.
The chaotic situation allowed him to relax and "slack off".
As for Solomon, he was not the one who summoned him.
It was purely because the other party's craving for dry food had returned, and they happened to see the kidnapped penguin man while passing through the sewers.
As for the Penguins, their performance tonight deserves praise.
For someone who views death as a terrifying threat, being able to take this step is especially commendable.
Look back.
In the darkness, Lucas suddenly shot out.
In the dark alley under the night sky.
An owl assassin who had narrowly escaped was fleeing in panic.
The other party passed through the bustling diamond district, the red-light district that smelled of perfume all day long, and the shantytowns where people lived in the cracks, and finally escaped into a skyscraper.
The enormous skyscraper, like a cold, towering tower standing in the darkness, cleaved the entire night sky.
The glass curtain wall reflects the streetlights and neon lights, with a huge LED sign in the center that reads "Wayne Tower".
It was clearly an office building, but under the cover of night, it was deathly silent, like a ghost castle.
It's different from Wayne Tower in Uptown.
The Wayne Building was originally built during the time of Bruce Wayne's great-great-grandfather, Alan Wayne.
The 13th floor does not exist on the blueprints.
This is a sunken circular platform.
The ground is made of black and white marble arranged to form a huge, outstretched owl totem.
The walls are adorned with ancient oil paintings and reliefs depicting owl heads.
At the very front is a 19th-century black-and-white group photo—a group of people wearing pale white owl masks.
After passing through a narrow and cramped passage...
It is a square conference room.
A huge, dark-colored table with a medieval style runs across the very center.
The surrounding area was filled with aristocratic men and women from the last century wearing white owl masks, formal attire, and evening gowns.
The dim light cast by the brass wall lamps stretched the shadows of these aristocratic men and women to an extremely long length.
As one of the lairs of the Court of Owls, this place is used for both general meetings and smaller meetings.
At this moment, the noblemen and ladies in the conference room all looked at each other in bewilderment upon hearing the news of Catherine's murder.
The previously noisy parliament immediately fell into a deathly silence.
Catherine, a key figure in the Court of Owls, just died so abruptly?
The news shocked them quite a bit.
But before they could recover from the shock of this role reversal...
The heavy wooden door suddenly shattered with a loud crash.
The splintering wood chips rained down like arrows, instantly turning the kneeling owl assassin before the door into a pincushion, killing him instantly.
The crimson blood splattered directly onto the nearest owl nobles.
"ah!
'
"what!"
The sudden scene startled the noblemen and ladies in the meeting, who began to scream in panic.
"Shh!"
Lucas strolled in from outside the door.
The leather shoes tapped crisply and rhythmically on the black and white marble owl pattern.
He put his index finger to his lips, issuing a contemptuous command to these usually aloof nobles to be quiet.
The sound wasn't loud.
But the results were exceptionally good.
The entire conference room immediately fell silent, and all the owl nobles looked at Lucas with trembling fear.
"Great, that means our conversation will go much more smoothly from here on out."
Lucas sat in the main seat, his figure almost shrouded in darkness in the dim light, and said with a half-smile, "Everyone, haven't you been looking for me? Now that I'm here, don't you want to say something?"
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Dead silence.
Everyone wore expressions of disbelief.
Unexpectedly, the blasphemer who was being hunted by the court actually showed up on his own!
"If you don't want to talk about it, then I'll speak first—"
Lucas slowly stood up, placing his hands on the dark wooden table in front of him: "Tell me the exact location of the underground labyrinth."
I will only give you three seconds to think.
Whoever speaks first within three seconds gets to leave alive. No exceptions!
Three seconds passed quickly, and no one stepped forward.
Beneath the mask, Lucas's expression remained unchanged.
He didn't expect these owl nobles, who were used to being high and mighty, to lower their noble heads and tell him the court's most important secrets.
Or perhaps they weren't as strong as people thought, but they were all waiting, waiting for the first person to speak up, and then becoming the traitor in the eyes of the survivors.
"The choice is made."
Lucas's last bit of patience ran out, and his low laughter sounded like a death knell to the group of noblemen and women.
"We represent the order and future of Gotham. Kill us and you will face endless pursuit, forever, until no one can save you."
Accustomed to their high status and pampered life, the owl nobles still attempted to oppress Lucas even at this time.
This is their specialty.
But the next moment, everyone's eyes widened, and their pupils contracted.
Under the dim light of the oil lamp, countless scarlet particles suddenly appeared out of thin air beside the mysterious man.
Like a crimson ocean being drawn by an invisible hand, it rustled and swirled in the air, rapidly intertwining and coalescing.
In the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, a colossal python, as thick as a water vat and over twenty meters long, appeared out of nowhere in front of them.
Its gaping maw was covered in menacing scales, the surface of which was covered with dense, interwoven patterns of scarlet and eerie green, which flickered with the giant python's breath, exuding a terrifying aura that did not belong to this world.
Just as Vekner can transform the shadow ions in the Abyss into his own Abyss Legion, so can Lucas.
This giant red python was the first shadow creature he had crafted during this period.
His—the Demon King!
"I'll talk, I'll talk—"
The moment the Demon King appeared, the noblemen and women dressed in expensive fine clothes were utterly terrified and shouted loudly one after another.
But what responded to them was a giant python shooting out.
There were no scenes of blood splattering.
The Demon Lord ate them one by one.
The noisy pleas for mercy quickly disappeared.
The conference room became completely empty except for Lucas.
"The owl's real enemy is the bat. As for me, I'm just collecting the interest I'm owed."
Lucas patted the head of the giant python demon lord, who had eaten and drunk his fill and crawled up to him, looking incredibly obedient.
After reaching a deal with Bruce Wayne, he already owned 20% of the entire Wayne Group.
Looking at the entire board of directors, they are definitely the second largest shareholder.
So in a sense...
The Wayne Building, built by Alan Wayne, should also be considered Lucas Kent's property, or at least a large portion of it should be his personal property.
Adding to the recent unpleasantness, these reptiles lurking in the shadows only need to sacrifice their lives to boast and brag in his house.
This is definitely a very worthwhile deal.