Chapter 463: The Negotiation Failed Again

In the meeting room, within the endless darkness, only the sound of roaring waves could be heard.

But that sound was rapidly fading.

It was as if it was being devoured alive by something.

The ink-thick Devilish Qi, like a living poison, poured frantically into his Domain.

The originally clear stream became turbid, and then pitch-black.

Water was no longer water.

Instead, it was a viscous, icy, and foul-smelling demonic swamp.

This demonic swamp even turned around, beginning to devour his own power.

"Ah——!"

An excruciating pain originating from the depths of his Soul suddenly exploded; that was the backlash of his Domain being forcibly torn apart.

Chu He let out a miserable scream, and his vision went completely black.

It was unknown how much time had passed.

When he regained consciousness again, the roaring waves inside the room had completely subsided.

But that endless Devilish Qi, still like bone-gnawing maggots, churned endlessly, firmly suppressing his last ounce of resistance.

He knelt on one knee on the ground, panting heavily.

His entire body was wrapped in black Devilish Qi, emitting a "sizzling" corrosion sound.

A burning pain came from his skin, as if he had been splashed with concentrated sulfuric acid.

In his field of vision, that bright red health bar was continuously dropping at a steady and terrifying speed.

If this continued, it wouldn't be long before he met his end here.

Chu He hurriedly raised his hands high and waved them repeatedly.

"Stop! Stop, stop, stop!"

"We're not fighting anymore! I surrender! I surrender!"

In the shadows, a slender figure slowly condensed.

He looked down condescendingly at the battered Chu He.

"Surrender?"

"Are the people of your Dawnbreaker Guild all this spineless?"

Chu He felt not the slightest bit of embarrassment.

"Who asked you SS-Rank Professionals to be such Prodigies?"

"Professionals in their thirties can already have a Domain."

"This is simply unreasonable!"

"Are you SS-Rank Professionals all such outrageous monsters?"

The smile on Moria's face grew even thicker.

"If you want to blame someone, you can only blame your own strength for being too weak."

"For your Dawnbreaker Guild to send someone of your strength over, isn't that looking down too much on our Everlasting Night?"

Chu He was very honest.

He raised both hands, wearing a harmless smile on his face.

"First of all, our Dawnbreaker Guild holds no malice toward your Everlasting Night."

"Please do not wear such colored glasses right from the start."

He paused, his tone as sincere as if he were introducing himself.

"My purpose in coming here is simply out of curiosity about what kind of organization Everlasting Night truly is."

"Why you were able to suddenly rise in Donghai City, and how you managed to block a million-tier beast tide. That is all."

Chu He's gaze swept over Moria, and his tone shifted, carrying a hint of arrogance.

"If our Dawnbreaker Guild truly wanted to make a move against your Everlasting Night."

"To speak bluntly."

"Based on you alone as an SS-Rank, you probably wouldn't be able to stop it."

"Even with the addition of Gandalf, it still wouldn't work."

Zhou Huai controlled Moria to let out a slight scoff.

"You are truly quite confident in your Dawnbreaker Guild."

Chu He displayed an expression of taking it for granted.

"That goes without saying."

"Mister, you know nothing about the strength of our Dawnbreaker Guild."

He took half a step forward, his eyes carrying a threatening meaning.

"If I die here today, it will definitely bring unimaginable disaster to your Everlasting Night."

"How about we each take a step back; you let me leave, and I guarantee I won't continue staying here."

"At the same time, I will also represent Dawnbreaker in sending a generous portion of resources to your Everlasting Night, what do you think?"

Hearing these words that combined both soft and hard tactics, Zhou Huai shook his head.

A hint of playful amusement appeared on Moria's face.

"I'm sorry."

"The more you say that, the more interested I am in the strength of the Dawnbreaker Guild."

"And I'm very curious to know, if I capture you, what level of Professionals your Dawnbreaker Guild will actually send to rescue you?"

"Therefore, you cannot leave."

The smile on Chu He's face instantly collapsed.

He let out a long sigh, as if bearing the unbearable weight of life.

"As expected, the negotiation failed again."

He was dejected, like a defeated rooster.

"Negotiating is really so hard."

Finished speaking, he actually squatted on the ground on his own accord, stretched out his finger, and began drawing circles on the cold metal floor.

That appearance was filled with self-doubt and confusion about life, resembling a corporate slave completely crushed by reality.

Watching this comical behavior of his, Zhou Huai was somewhat speechless.

This guy's thought process was truly different from ordinary people.

However, he didn't have any plans to kill Chu He immediately.

A living core member of the Dawnbreaker Guild was far more valuable than a corpse.

Believing that this HR of the Dawnbreaker Guild should hold quite a bit of intelligence regarding the Dawnbreaker Guild.

Yet right at this moment.

An unexpected change suddenly occurred.

The air in the center of the meeting room suddenly distorted without warning.

A hair-thin black crack appeared out of thin air, like a knife mark slicing through a canvas.

Immediately afterward, the crack was violently torn open to both sides!

Space was forcibly torn apart, and turbulent spatial turbulence surged out from the crack, emitting a harsh screech.

A figure leisurely poked out from that pitch-black spatial crack.

Chu He, who was squatting on the ground drawing circles, suddenly paused his actions.

He raised his head, and when he saw that figure clearly, his eyes lit up.

Revealing an expression of wild joy.

"Mo Hen!"

"I knew you would come to save me!!"

The newcomer had a slender figure, a head of pitch-black long hair draped over his shoulders, fair skin, and a tear mole at the corner of his eye that added a bit of charm.

Mo Hen poked half his body out from the spatial crack.

Glancing at the surrounding environment, when he saw the somewhat battered Chu He on the ground.

Issued a feminine humming sound.

"My judgment was not wrong; you really are good for nothing."

Chu He didn't care about Mo Hen's verbal abuse.

"Stop talking nonsense, the target is a bit tough, hurry up and take me away!"

However, Mo Hen remained silent.

Simply raising a hand.

The next second.

Countless hair-thin pink silk threads, like blooming cherry blossoms, burst forth from his fingertips.

That scene was breathtakingly beautiful.

And breathtakingly fatal.

The pink silk threads cut through the air with a sharp whistle, aiming directly at Chu He not far away who was full of wild joy and spreading his arms to welcome him.