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 complex totems. Only through a specific invitation can you step into this world full of temptation and fantasy.

Once you cross the threshold, you will see a bizarre space. The ceiling is hung with starlight composed of hundreds of tiny lights, reflecting on the marble floor below. The air is filled with a faint floral fragrance that makes people intoxicated.

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

In such an environment, people seem to be bound by masks, but in fact, the deep inner restraints are untied... 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 central stage of the club is transformed into a unique auction venue, surrounded by crystal clear crystal columns, each of which emits a soft and changing light.

On the auction table, a host in a retro robe slowly unveiled the prelude of a mysterious and strange auction with a low and magnetic voice.

"Gods above, let's get started."

The auction items are presented one by one, and each mysterious and strange object is enough to make people dumbfounded. It is said that the ancient crystal ball that can see into people's hearts, the mysterious scroll that can predict the future, the ancient dagger inlaid with unknown gems, and the strange plant specimens from the distant world.

Although there are no powerful things at the level of forbidden objects, these mysterious and strange objects still make people daydream and want to take them for themselves.

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

The guests bid one after another under the cover of masks, and the air was filled with tension and excitement. Here, money became the most insignificant medium of exchange.

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

Among the many guests, there is also a boy with blue hair and a mask. In fact, he is Motor, who has changed his appearance and disguised himself in all aspects. 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, including large organizations like the Short Blade Brotherhood and secret organizations with a small number of people. The Dark Moon Council is one of those secret organizations that serve the Fisher family."

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

Motor nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

"I see. I don't think it's necessary to communicate with the Dark Moon Council for the time being. After all, they seem to be a secret organization supported by my brother Austin. I don't want to cause misunderstandings."

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

"I know... even the strongest rock in the world is not as good as the love that Brother Austin has for me and Margo, 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 just rely on ourselves to solve the Blood Moon."

Motor nodded and stopped talking. As long as "Pitch Black" is here, plus the power he has, it won't be a big problem to encounter most enemies.

Although outsiders can't see it, and even find it unbelievable, in fact, his coachman and protector "Pitch Black" is a strong man who has reached the "transformation period".

He was originally a Longwan native from the west of the continent. At first, he was also a powerful extraordinary nobleman who was about to inherit the position of the head of the family. Later, because he offended the largest noble family in the local area and his family was destroyed, Qihei 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 ten years, there have been endless extraordinary people and extraordinary forces who surrendered to Fisher and sought cooperation with them in the entire Oden continent and various regions on the sea.

After all, their status and reputation have reached this point, and they have 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 Qihei followed behind.

In fact, Qihei felt that His Highness Motor's growth speed was too fast. He was still a teenager, but he had extraordinary decisiveness and action.

In the spacious and gorgeous dressing room of the club, rows of lockers cast shadows, and the air was 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 calm and determined light through the tiny gap in the mask.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and the club's boss, a nearly two-meter-tall man wearing a crow mask, walked in.

The extraordinary person of the lower level of qualitative transformation, an unattainable existence in the eyes of ordinary people...

Motor judged the opponent's strength in just a moment. There are hundreds of extraordinary people who can reach this strength in the Fisher family and the Dawn Cult.

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

Motor did not move, but saw his right hand gently raised, and the gorgeous and dazzling silver sword was pulled out of the sheath in an instant as if pulled by an invisible force, drawing a dazzling silver track.

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

"Swish!"

This is not just a blow, but an artistic display. Motor's superb swordsmanship is amazing.

"You!"

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

The tip of the sword trembled slightly in the air, and then stopped steadily a few millimeters in front of his throat. A cold air made him stiff and unable to move.

"You, you..." The club boss's voice trembled, and his usual momentum was completely swept away, replaced by a deep awe of the unknown power.

He didn't know how strong the other party's blood power was, but he was sure that it was much stronger than himself.

The blue-haired boy smiled faintly under the mask, and 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 fell, the boy slowly retracted the silver sword. He did not hesitate or hesitate during the whole process. Everything was under his control.

The club boss could only sit on the ground helplessly at this moment, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness.

Motor's face was calm, and he continued: "Tell me, the manipulator behind you... Which organization is using the club auction to make money, Bloody Moon, tell me all their information!"

After hearing "Bloody Moon", the club owner's expression changed instantly, and he gritted his teeth and shook his head repeatedly, saying: "I, I can't say... Those people will kill me, and they will also kill all my family members!"

"Kill me!"

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

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

The originally lively space was suddenly shrouded in a strange and uneasy atmosphere, and everyone's eyes were attracted to the center of the stage at the same time - there was an unprecedented blood-colored flower, which slowly bloomed in full view of the public.

The petals of this flower seemed to be stained with blood, with a deep and strange color, exuding an indescribable charm, and a hint of indescribable danger.

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

At first, the guests just sniffed this unusual scent curiously, and some even showed an intoxicated expression, but soon the mist had magic, 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 blurred, their mouths curled up into a hideous smile, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably. Then a primitive, instinctive impulse occupied their minds, and the guests began to attack each other and became sworn enemies. Fists and feet were thrown, tables and chairs flew, screams and roars were intertwined, and the club instantly turned into a chaotic battlefield.

Friends turned against each other, and strangers were even more ruthless. Those once elegant gentlemen and elegant ladies turned into violent beasts at this moment, and there was 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 watched everything happening around them in horror, trying to escape from this horrible hell, but the exit was blocked by the crazy crowd!

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

Its petals looked even more enchanting and weird against the backdrop of the blood-red mist.