Chapter 483-Hall of Chaos

Chapter 483-Hall of Chaos

Dave floated in the air and clapped his hands, crushing all the ingredients and treasures inside the cauldron with a powerful force.

Boom!

Waving his hands, Flamy appeared in front of Dave, who scanned Flamy and noted that he had become stronger.

"Hahaha, this master has finally appeared,"

Flamy exclaimed while preparing himself for a potential punch from Dave.

However, Dave just looked at him strangely and issued a command.

"I will borrow your essence for a while and guide the girls inside the cauldron."

Flamy was stunned but felt a change in Dave's demeanor.

Overcoming his resentment before, Flamy now saw his master as a bright presence in his world.

"Master!"

Flamy was a bit teary but nodded, determined to do his best.

Unaware of the impact of his actions on Flamy, Dave, resigned to Flamy's narcissism and he had no idea that he altered Flamy's perception of him.

Flamy entered the cauldron, and the golden fire effortlessly dissolved the ingredients, devouring their nutrients and essence.

Satisfied that everything was in order, Dave instructed the two girls to enter the cauldron.

They jumped inside, completely submerging their bodies.

"Wow! I can breathe inside," Caryll exclaimed in astonishment. Hannah was equally stunned, but Dave explained.

"You can now start to absorb the heat inside your body. The process will be painful, but if you succeed, your body will become stronger."

"You might even be able to destroy a small world with a punch, hehe. Flamy will monitor the heat and your conditions. If you reach your limit, he will expel you from the Myriad Cauldron."

"It's now up to you how much you absorb and how strong your perseverance is. After all, I'm just helping you get stronger, and you need to show your talent."

Caryll and Hannah nodded, signaling their readiness.

Seeing that they were prepared, Dave announced, "Then begin the training, and just like before, I will come back later to see your progress."

With that, Dave disappeared. He had realized that Aby was calling him because someone had appeared in his new system function.

The Hall of Chaos had finally attracted its first customer, and Dave was excited because it had deliberately spread its wings to many places, appearing to those desperate for help.

Dave entered the Hall of Chaos, and a white mask materialized in his hands.

He covered his face with the white mask, and as he did, his aura changed, becoming more mysterious, preventing anyone from probing his identity.

Looking at Aby, who was waiting for him, Dave sat on a chair. Aby's size increased to 6 feet tall, and she sat at the table, her alluring figure catching Dave's attention.

"Fufu, do you want to taste me? Kyaah, what a bad guy,"

Aby teased, her eyes clearly enjoying the playful banter. Dave, frustrated, knew he couldn't do anything about her.

He planned to release his frustration on his other women who weren't busy later.

Seeing Dave's frustration, Aby stopped teasing as a golden gate appeared before them.

The gate opened, revealing a middle-aged man wearing gorgeous clothes, radiating the aura of a veteran warrior.

Despite his appearance, the man had a large wound on his chest, indicating weakness in front of Dave.

Dave used his Chaotic God Eyes to scan the man.

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<Muller Defeco>

Age: 504,530 years old.

Race: Human

Title: Emperor of the Lightning Empire, One of the Sovereigns of the Human Race.

Power: Semi-Transcendental Being.

Status: Cursed by the Demon Blood. Deceased.

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Dave was stunned but he smiled and said, "Welcome to the Hall of Chaos. We have one motto in life, I mess with beautiful women, be it your wife or your daughter."

Of course, Dave didn't say that, but he almost wanted to. However, he stopped himself, remembering Aby's advice to be serious.

Having read the script, he continued, "Welcome to the Hall of Chaos. I am the Master of Chaos and the Omnipotent Being. I can grant any of your wishes as long as you pay the equivalent price."

. . . . . .. . . . . . . . .

Inside the Lightning Empire's Royal Castle, a middle-aged man lay on the bed, surrounded by five people, all filled with grief and sadness.

Three women, exceptionally beautiful, and two young men were present. The mature woman, the Empress Bea, inquired about her husband's condition.

"Is there really no way to remove the poison from his body? We must save my husband," she asked, tears streaming down her face.

Two other women hugged her, offering comfort.

The doctor, the most renowned in the Human Alliance, sadly shook his head.

"Forgive me, Empress Bea. Even with all my knowledge, I cannot find a solution to this problem unless we manage to seek the blessing of a hero or an angel to dispel the curse."

His words increased the desperation within everyone, as they knew it was impossible to ask for an angel's help.

Despite appearing calm and benevolent, angels were known to be capricious and demanded significant payment.

There was also uncertainty about whether they would honor their word, given humans' strained relationship with angels due to the Celestial Slayer incident.

"Mother, don't worry. I'll agree to the marriage proposal of that Metal Emperor's Son. He might provide us with the antidote for Father," 

The woman, Naga Defeco, the oldest princess of the Lightning Empire, was once a fierce general with legendary achievements.

However, she now appeared stressed, though she managed to compose herself.

"No, sister. If you do that, that bastard will just toy with you, and he might even kill you," her younger sister, resembling Naga but looking younger, interjected, disagreeing with the idea.

"Yeah, sister. That bastard is just playing with women, and his reputation is bad. Even if you agree to marry him, we do not know if he will keep his promise," added Felice, the Crown Prince of the Lightning Empire, expressing his disagreement.

Despite being next in line for the throne, he had no desire to sacrifice his sister. He preferred a secluded and normal life, but with his less-talented second brother and disinterested sister, he felt the responsibility to find a solution.

"Yes, you should not do that."

Suddenly, the middle-aged man, the emperor of the Lightning Empire, lying on the bed, opened his eyes and spoke with difficulty.

"Father!"