As soon as the Human Emperor Banner came out, I became the Lord of the Old Ones

Chapter 252 The Golden Boy Who Was Like a Different Person

Since even a relatively marginal figure like Sheikh Krat had a vague premonition that Dawn City was about to collapse, his Shattered Star Club had no future no matter how it developed.

That's why they resorted to all sorts of tricks to defraud members of their membership fees, and then exchanged all their assets for high-quality crystal coins that were easy to carry and transfer.

Therefore, there is no reason for more people in this underground money laundering industry chain, especially those who are closer to the core of power and have better access to information, not to take precautions like Sheikh Krat.

If Jean-Jacques is indeed a key link in the underground money laundering industry chain, he must also know that no matter how successful his Golden Iris Entertainment Center is, as the last barrel of resources deep underground in Dawn City is exhausted, his business, along with the city, will inevitably decline slowly until it is completely wiped out.

When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact; this is an overwhelming trend that cannot be changed by human will.

That's why he recklessly introduced ancient monsters and patients with the final stage of the Spirit Corruption Syndrome, using incredibly bloody and exciting matches to ultimately make a fortune.

Next, just like Sheikh Krat, he would fly far away and live a carefree life.

Given that Jean-Jacques was originally a mining engineer, he must have a more acute understanding of the mineral reserves beneath Dawn City than the average person.

This is a very reasonable inference.

This also proves from another perspective that the Black Dream Organization did not deceive Ms. Lelena—Dawn City is indeed on the verge of collapse.

Whether the Black Dream organization is a savior is another matter.

But judging from the character of big shots like Sheikh Clatter and Jean-Jacques who are doing so well in the city, they are certainly not the ones who can save this city.

They couldn't even stay here and share the hardships with all the citizens.

As Xu Yan thought of this, the crackling sound of electric arcs flowing around the octagonal iron cage suddenly increased by a level.

The pale blue arcs of electricity grew from the thickness of a thumb to the thickness of an arm, then turned crimson and even deep purple, like dozens of ravenous pythons leaping up at the same time and wrapping around the mechanical ape's limbs.

The mechanical gorilla grimaced from the electric shock, but was held firmly by the arc of electricity, unable to do anything except rage.

The top cover and ceiling of the octagonal iron cage creaked open together.

A spirit master wearing a black mask, holding an iron chain, slowly descended from above into the octagonal iron cage.

The cheers from the surrounding audience rose to another level.

Judging from their excited, almost distorted expressions, what's about to happen is the most exciting part of the day.

"Crack!"

The lid of the octagonal iron cage was closed and locked again.

"Swish!"

The electric arcs that had wrapped around the mechanical gorilla's limbs dissipated.

Stimulated by excruciating pain, the terminally ill patient with Spirit Corrosion, now a hundred times more ferocious, grinned and grimaced as he regained his freedom, his eyes blazing with flames as he stared intently at his newly appeared opponent, or rather, prey.

Without a moment's hesitation, the mechanical gorilla, its body stained with the blood and even the internal organs of ancient monsters, pounced with a heart-wrenching roar.

Even with the octagonal iron cage crackling with electric arcs blocking the way, many viewers still felt that the monster was not attacking its opponent, but rather themselves, who were fighting outside the cage.

They stumbled backward amid gasps, knocking over spectators behind them and triggering a chain reaction, causing chaos and disarray.

Inside the octagonal iron cage, the newly entered spirit master was surrounded by layers of multicolored light, and countless strands of spiritual energy spread out from his body, intersecting to form four or five summoning rune arrays. "Black Phantom! Black Phantom!"

The audience in the back row stood on tiptoe and screamed.

Xu Yan and Long Jianhuan stared wide-eyed, scrutinizing every detail of the self-proclaimed "Black Phantom" spirit master's summoning of his guardian spirit.

"He's a master."

Without even looking at the level and type of the guardian spirit summoned by the other party, just by looking at his calm and composed demeanor when facing the critical hits of the terminal patients with Spirit Corrosion, one can tell that he is a well-trained and battle-hardened expert in spirit control.

However, compared to Carlos, the "Golden Boy" of the Dawn Cup, this Spirit Master is a whole size larger, about half a head taller and a shoulder wider.

His combat suit was made of highly elastic synthetic fiber material, which clearly outlined his muscle lines, so there was no possibility that he had anything padded under the clothes to deliberately modify his figure.

Carlos, who is skilled in the multi-calorie style, probably wouldn't be able to expand and harden his muscles and completely change his body shape in a short time through his exquisite breathing techniques, like those who practice the non-calorie style.

Moreover, the guardian spirit he summoned was different from the one used by "Golden Boy" Carlos in the Dawn Cup.

Most of them are evil spirits, monsters, snakes, insects, rats and ants that exude a fierce aura; they are all evil spirits on the blacklist.

Surrounded by four or five malevolent spirits, and accentuated by the black mask, he truly resembled a black phantom from the underworld, exuding an aura of malevolence that sent chills down one's spine.

No wonder he dared to appear openly at Jean-Jacques's place without worrying about being recognized.

If Gao Ce hadn't possessed a keen sense of smell comparable to a hunting dog, and hadn't been familiar with his scent, it would have been difficult to connect this "Black Ghost" with the radiant "Golden Boy" under normal circumstances.

"It's him!"

The other party's physique, style, and guardian spirit were very different from Carlos's, so Xu Yan couldn't confirm it at first.

Until the other party summoned the last guardian spirit, "Silver Moon Meteor," perhaps due to the excessive mental burden, or perhaps because the instantaneous summoning gesture of "Silver Moon Meteor" was quite complex, the other party inadvertently made a habitual movement—the right ring finger curled up deeply, tightly clenching the palm, forming a miniature spiritual energy cycle on the palm.

This is a very niche summoning animation.

It should speed up the summoning process and improve the stability of the Guardian Spirit.

Xu Yan had only seen it in videos of "Golden Boy" Carlos's matches.

This is interesting.

It's understandable that "Golden Boy" Carlos harbors a grudge against the underground casino and its behind-the-scenes boss, Jean-Jacques, and sneaks in disguise to try and pull off something big.

But how did he drastically change his physique in just one month and escape everyone's notice?

They acquired so many forbidden cards and evil spirits, and even got involved with the Zhen Dan Life Group, becoming users or test subjects of "Silver Moon Meteor"?
Xu Yan did not believe that this was something he could accomplish single-handedly.

Who exactly is helping 'Golden Boy' Carlos behind the scenes?

"What is the true purpose of those who help him?"

Before Xu Yan could figure out the answer...

Inside the octagonal iron cage, where electric arcs swirled, the outcome was decided!
(End of this chapter)