Chapter 94: Priceless Treasures
Members of the Order of Sequence and other organizations gathered around the attacked building. Most were positioned far enough away to barely catch a glimpse of the action unfolding in the gaping hole.
“I can see the Group Leader, the Gentleman, and the Fraudster!”
“Looks like someone’s launching an attack on them!”
“Oh my! Do they not realize who those three are?!”
“I’d call that guy the bravest in the whole Free Country!”
“Look out! He’s going for the Group Leader!”
In a flash, a figure dashed toward the elderly magician at the front, swinging a fist.
“Take that! Explosive Punch!”
The criminal boss’s star was [Explosion], capable of detonating anything at close range. He could even blow up air and create shockwaves. Of course, the farther away one was, the less powerful his attacks became. He felt those three suddenly popping up were quite formidable. Just standing back and blowing up things wouldn’t do much, so he opted for close combat. After all, a mere two or three meters could threaten anyone’s life.
Thanks to a previous deal with a mysterious figure, his mental power had reached its peak, boosting his explosive strength several times over. Even high-tech materials couldn’t withstand this terrifying destructive force, let alone a mere human body!
Not to mention, even a high-ranking Star Eclipse would be but dust in his hands!
Whoosh!
As the criminal boss closed in to just three or four meters from the Group Leader, his palm heated up rapidly, glowing with a searing red and yellow light. At this range, anyone would be shredded to bits by the shockwave!
“Gotcha!”
Suddenly, the criminal boss noticed that the old man before him showed no emotion and simply raised a hand and waved it casually.
Bang!
The criminal boss felt as if he’d been rammed by a high-quality object, flying back and slamming into a wall, his explosive star interrupted.
Those with keen eyes noticed that the flying figure had several eerily black-feathered feathers attached to him, looking completely bizarre.
The bishop from the Order of Sequence’s pupils dilated slightly at the sight.
This scene… seemed like something out of a book.
The Demon King’s disaster feathers descending upon all living beings, turning them into fanatical, diseased followers, finally becoming demonic minions.
Though this notion seemed absurd, modern studies suggested it was just a severe contamination of Star Eclipses impacting intelligent beings’ brains, like turning them into entirely different people.
Then everyone in the crowd watched as the person smashed against the wall stood up, crazily laughing as if maddened, mumbling something incoherent, his movements equally perplexing.
Finally, he collapsed to the ground under the bewildered gazes of the onlookers, seeming to lose all signs of life.
Dead?
That was quick!
Among those witnessing this was no shortage of skilled individuals.
They could see that the person who had attacked the Group Leader possessed immense mental power, rivaling that of the Holy Church’s Holy Knights—definitely top-tier in the Underworld.
And yet, here was this top-tier expert unable to even make it past one encounter with the Group Leader of the Rising Sun Theater Group. Was this just a simple Ultra Star Eclipse!?
Simultaneously, the bishop’s face turned solemn as he confirmed one thing:
That Group Leader was undoubtedly the same Demon King who had once annihilated the Holy Church.
Ultra Star Eclipse? Ridiculous; he nearly let the surface phenomena fool him.
Was there really any Ultra Star Eclipse that powerful?
A Holy Knight level Star Holder could drop dead in a second, while other Ultra Star Eclipses weren’t nearly as exaggerated.
You’re still a Demon King, even if classified as ultra—that definitely wasn’t just standard ultra.
The bishop spoke to those nearby, “Once those three Star Eclipses leave, let’s handle that Star Holder’s body to prevent transformations into Star Eclipses.”
The knight nodded and quickly sprang into action.
When they shifted their attention back to the skyscraper, they discovered the three Star Eclipses had vanished without a trace.
“Let’s head back to the performance site.”
The group quickly realized what was happening and moved back to the stage area, now mostly filled with understanding Star Holders, about a hundred of them, all curious spectators who had stuck around.
With the ordinary folks scared off, this was all that remained.
A bunch of Star Holders exchanged wide-eyed glances, rivals and allies mixed in but with no one ready to chat.
After all, the Rising Sun Theater was still there.
If things broke out into a brawl, they’d be truly done for.
As the curious crowd returned, they noticed the Group Leader and his companions had returned to the stage.
If you couldn’t solve a problem, eliminate the one causing it. Life is often snuffed out without hesitation by the Star Eclipse Embodiment.
The petite and cute Announcer stood onstage, beaming at the few remaining audience members.
“Thank you for your patience, dear audience! The interrupted performance is about to resume, so don’t hold back your applause and cheers! Let’s hear your most enthusiastic support for this thrilling show!”
The audience clapped, doing as the Announcer said.
The group’s performance began once more.
This time, no one decided to play disruptions.
Even with only a hundred or so spectators left, the theater members put forth a sincere effort, seemingly unfazed by the fact that the audience consisted entirely of Star Holders.
No matter who you were, anyone watching their performance was an audience member equal in status.
Meanwhile, in a seemingly unnoticed corner, a white-haired figure with golden eyes watched the show—Hilo.
He had just witnessed one of his customers get killed by the Group Leader but hadn’t intervened.
Once a transaction was done, it was no longer his concern.
No matter what the customer did with the trade, he bore no responsibility.
Besides, he could always find more willing customers.
However, Hilo was more concerned about one thing.
“How can I get her?”
He gazed at the petite silver-haired figure on stage, feeling a sudden eagerness to possess something for the first time.
But unfortunately, she didn’t agree to any trades.
However, if it were a real transaction, it seemed he couldn’t meet the equivalent price.
Because in many ways, the [Wish Machine] was priceless.
So a normal transaction was unlikely to work.
Yet, forcing a trade was also an impossibility.
The power specifications of the Night Star were just a bit too high.
For instance, Hilo’s power was called a Supernova—a pretty reasonable designation.
But the Night Star’s star was labeled as “out of this world,” because the known maximum was “out of this world,” but really, it was going a tad higher, and who knew what to call that?
If Hilo wished to force a trade, he’d at least need to match the specifications of the [Wish Machine].
But alas, it seemed that only that missing Origin of the Stars could qualify.
