In the live stream, under the gaze of countless viewers, the Dark Giant Dragon, emanating a terrifying aura, swallowed the man whole.
In an instant—
The giant dragon’s form wavered, transforming back into that mature and enchantingly frigid beauty.
She gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with a white handkerchief, looking sowhat pitiful.
If it weren’t for the scene of her transforming into a giant dragon and devouring soone just monts ago, perhaps so would have already started to feel sympathy and concern for her.
Ding!
A notification for a reward popped up on the live streaming interface:
"An anonymous viewer has tipped one hundred thousand Soul Power."
"Their ssage reads:"
"A thrilling murder scene, quite exhilarating, I like it a lot."
The One-eyed Giant swayed its neck, surprised.
—Is this even possible?
These rich folks really know how to play.
"Listen, we’re a respectable hotel here, so you better show so respect," the One-eyed Giant buzzed.
The cold beauty ca up to him, whispering, "There are quite a few nice things in that man’s storage bag."
"You take thirty percent, I take seventy, any objections?" the One-eyed Giant said.
"None at all," the cold beauty replied with a satisfied smile.
Aweso.
Eating such a master and getting paid for it.
One should know that the prison is full of reincarnated prisoners, and it’s rare for anyone to awaken, and even if they do awaken, they possess just a few points of Soul Power, certainly not enough to sustain their dietary needs.
It seed she had made the right choice!
As she thought this, she suddenly heard the One-eyed Giant buzz, "We’ve got another guest."
Boom boom boom—
The bronze door opened.
The old man who had co before leapt in with two subordinates and said in a heavy voice, "Is this enough?"
He threw over a gemstone.
The One-eyed Giant caught the gemstone and rubbed it, and instantly on the Book of the Dead appeared lines of ice crystal letters:
"Soul Storage Gemstone."
"Containing 1.2 million Soul Power."
"Available for extraction at any ti."
The One-eyed Giant wasted no ti extracting all the Soul Power from the gemstone, then revealed a smile.
This ti it was a genuine smile.
For the most dangerous mont had passed.
Over one million Soul Power was enough to perform so of the One-eyed Giant’s special moves.
At least the power for three rounds of fighting was secured.
—From this mont on, he was the One-eyed Giant!
"Please, co in," he buzzed.
The bronze door closed behind the old man.
The old man looked around and asked, "Do you know which room the man who just ran in is staying in?"
"No fighting allowed in here," the One-eyed Giant cautioned.
The old man lowered his voice and said, "He took away an extrely important ancient formula from our gang, if you could do us a favor..."
The One-eyed Giant’s gaze grew heavy.
This old fool, does he not realize I’m streaming live?
Wait a second.
Perhaps he really doesn’t know.
What does that imply?
My broadcast is targeted at all the top-tier rich.
He’s not among them...
Tsk.
"The person you’re looking for is dead," the One-eyed Giant buzzed.
"Dead?" the old man exclaid.
"Yes, I ate him," said the cold beauty softly.
"You—"
"I am a dragon."
"That ancient formula—"
"How much will you pay?"
The cold beauty glanced at the One-eyed Giant and saw a hint of approval in his gaze.
He’s supporting !
He was supporting when that guy took advantage of just now.
And he’s still supporting as I gouge this one now.
What a bunch of characters.
Why had he never realized the One-eyed Giant was such a stylish and powerful man before?
The cold beauty gently stroked her hair, neatly arranging it with her hand.
The old man’s face showed a hint of bitterness as he stamred, "Money... But our leader is afflicted with an extrely powerful Curse. We need that ancient redy to save him before we can open our gang’s treasury."
"So you’re saying you can’t produce the money?" the cold beauty asked.
"We can only get the money after saving our leader, esteed guests. I wonder if you could give us the recipe first," the old man said.
"Give it to them," the One-eyed Giant commanded magnanimously with a wave of his hand.
But the cold beauty hesitated and whispered secretly, "I’ve already eaten the recipe, it’s been digested long ago."
"What?" the One-eyed Giant exclaid in surprise.
"I was bluffing him just now, what do we do now?" the cold beauty asked.
The One-eyed Giant frowned, then suddenly spoke up, "Wait a minute, your leader is stricken with a Curse?"
"Yes," said the old man.
"Are you good at breaking Curses?" the One-eyed Giant asked the cold beauty.
"Not really," the cold beauty shook her head.
At that mont, within the dark Death Demon Cave, began to erge strands of Holy light.
An attractive man with golden curls suddenly appeared.
He first bowed to the cold beauty, then to the One-eyed Giant.
"My lord, the Holy Power can break any Curse," he said with a genial smile.
"What’s this? Are you too looking to get a slice of my hotel business?" the One-eyed Giant asked through a private transmission.
"My lord, we are truly poverty-stricken," the golden-haired man confided quietly.
"You? Impoverished?" the One-eyed Giant couldn’t help but scoff.
"Guarding a world full of re mortals, what benefits can we reap? None at all," the golden-haired man complained.
That’s the way it is.
This must be the reason they set up an interrogation room in the sin prison.
But that place operates in the shadows, it’s quite troubleso to use every ti, unlike my hotel where I can be directly involved.
After all, that place is for executing prisoners, whereas the hotel is for vacationing.
This is an upstanding place!
"We’ll split seventy-thirty," the One-eyed Giant said coldly.
"Deal!" The golden-haired man spun around, approached the old man, and said, "Bring your leader here, I’ll take care of the Curse."
The old man was overjoyed and hastened to reply, "Yes, my lord!"
He quickly approached the bronze door, leaped through it, and soon disappeared.
At this ti, two real tycoons arrived.
It must be said that the Death Demon Cave was filled with the lingering Power of countless resentful spirits and the deep presence of Demon God energy.
The two of them were shivering from fear as soon as they arrived.
"Are you two okay? If it’s too much, you can check out," the One-eyed Giant said with concern.
—After all, if he scared his guests to death, he wouldn’t be able to make any money.
"Aweso! I love it, this is the feeling I want!" one of them said.
"Exactly, I can feel the vibrant Magic Power... I want to stay here long-term," the other one added.
The cold beauty hurried to greet them, led them into the hotel, and helped them with checking in and room registration.
One of them took a longer look at her and said softly:
"Respected Black Dragon, may I take a photo with you?"
"A photo?" the cold beauty was taken aback.
"Yes, you are a truly powerful giant dragon. Please, let take a photo with you. I an no disrespect, but when I go back, I can boast—I stayed in the Demon God’s palace and even took a photo with a giant dragon," the man said with excitent.
The cold beauty thought for a mont and felt it wasn’t an affront, but—
What would he say?
The cold beauty couldn’t help but turn her head to look out towards the plaza.
There, Little Ulysses was removing a Curse from soone lying on the ground.
Further away, the One-eyed Giant, addressing the Void, was energetically describing the hotel’s location and its various anities.
When she looked towards the One-eyed Giant, he also looked back at her right away.
"Photos are fine, but rember, there’s a fee!"
"—These bastards are always so rich. If you want to make so milk money for the kids, you’ve got to make them pay."
The voice of the One-eyed Giant echoed in her ear.
Heehee.
So he was paying attention to this place.
The corners of the cold beauty’s lips curled slightly as she said to the guest beside her, "For a photo, please pay 200,000 Soul Power or an equivalent-value treasure."
"Can I get an autograph as well?" the guest asked.
"Certainly," the cold beauty replied agreeably.
"Then I’ll pay!"
The guest promptly took out his money
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