Lord of Annihilation

Crossing the checkpoint, Lucius' group did not meet with any further obstacles and smoothly arrived in front of the magnificent mansion. This mansion served as the HQ of the Minaccia Gang, with its Leader residing within it.

On their way here, Lucius saw a few scattered groups of gang members, some lazing about and others serving as patrols. After sharing their numbers and position with the Forgotten through their link, he quickly forgot about them. 

Lucius trusted the Forgotten warriors to complete their job.

Carried by the Lacerman, Lucius' group entered the mansion. Entering through the door, the group arrived at a large foyer.

Stone slabs tiled the floor of the foyer and a crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling. 

'How wasteful.' Lucius snorted, noticing the spiritual energy fluctuations emitted by the crystal chandelier. 

The Crystal chandelier acted as both a source of light and a humidifier. Pectron was inherently a dry planet, with not a lot of moisture in the air. Having such an expensive chandelier was a sign of opulence and superiority. 

Step. Step.

The even sound of footstep hitting against the stone floor woke Lucius from his thoughts. Carefully raising his head, he saw a scholarly-looking man approach them.

With combed black hair and bronze-colored skin, this Terran radiated with an intense aura.

'Peak-Level Stage 1.' Lucius inwardly estimated. According to the info provided by Baltmer, this Terran must be one of the Vice-Leaders of the gang.

"What are the two of you doing here?" The Vice-Leader who seemed to be here by coincidence coldly asked.

Under the intense suppression of his aura, the Lacerman guard holding Lucius stuttered: "A—A present for the Leader." Nonetheless, he managed to complete Lucius' instruction.

Lucius never held high hopes for directly meeting the Leader. His best-case scenario was getting close enough to deliver a sneaky blow, while his worst-case scenario was getting caught and engaging in frontal combat.

Naturally, he had also made some contingency plans in case of any unexpected mishaps, one of which was meeting a Vice-Leader.

"A present?" the Vice-Leader suspiciously asked. 

The Lacerman didn't immediately reply. Lucius carefully whispered some orders into his ears, which he then faithfully completed.

Lifting Lucius off the ground, he placed him on the floor and removed the hood covering his face. A face of incomparable beauty, marred with tearstains was exposed to the Vice-Leader.

"This?!" he found himself dumbstruck.

"We picked her off the streets and were about to present her to Leader." The Lacerman quickly explained.

The Terran Vice-Leader was naturally no amateur. He quickly figured out the 'intention' of the two guards, by presenting this top-tier present to their boss. A cold smile formed on his face, as he quickly spoke.

"Good, good. I'm sure that the Boss will be very happy with your contribution." He appreciated.

"That being said, I'll take it from here." He revealed his ambition.

"But we foun…" the Lacerman looked aggrieved as he spoke with injustice.

"Silence! Are you revolting?!" the Vice-Leader quickly shut them down. He then exerted pressure on the two guards using his aura: "Or do you wish to say something to me? Hmmm?" 

The Lacerman and Terran guards wore an indignant expression but ultimately said nothing. With a forceful snort, they turned and walked outside.

Seeing them act like this, the Vice-Leader smiled coldly. He then looked towards Lucius with a lustful expression and reached out his hands to grab 'her'.

"Hehe, now you're mine." Forcefully grabbing 'her' by her chin, he raised her head and looked with appreciation. 

The face of the beauty was expressionless, bar the tearstains. 'Her' eyes were still, resembling two deep, dark pools. Looking into those eyes, the Vice-Leader felt his gaze sinking deeper and deeper into it.

Just as he was about to lose himself, his battle-honed instincts slightly tingled. He instantly regained control. His heated blood cooled as he felt a slight chill pervade his back.

'What just happened?' he inwardly questioned, while warily scanning his surroundings. There was no one except the two of them in the foyer.

'Was it her?' he asked while checking for soul power fluctuations from the beauty. There was no response.

'Was it my imagination?' just as he thought about this possibility, he heard a loud roar.

"Estes! Why haven't you arrived?!" hearing that roar, the Terran-Vice Leader trembled in fear and hurriedly answered back.

"I'm coming Boss!" he then lifted the beauty off the ground and ran while carrying her.

'Boss seems angry. I'll offer this slave to appease him.'

As he was being carried away, Lucius inwardly clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

'It didn't work' 

Earlier, he had tried to overpower the Vice-Leader's consciousness with [Charm]. However, just as Lucius was about to deliver the fatal attack with his concealed annihilation intent, Estes seemed to notice the danger and quickly shook himself of its effects.

'Such a shame. My concealment was perfect too.'

Lucius' control over his soul power was outstanding. His immaculate control, coupled with his greater soul type, ensured that no one under Stage 3 could detect his soul power fluctuations.

'Anyways, putting that aside. I've almost arrived.' He pushed down his dissatisfaction and focused on the incoming battle.

From what Lucius put together from the Leader and Estes' actions, there seemed to be some sort of meeting happening right now. As such, Lucius' initial plans of meeting the Leader alone were no longer viable.

'This just got troublesome.' He mentally sighed.

At this moment, Estes along with Lucius entered the 'meeting room'.

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The meeting room was a large hall with a long wooden table occupying the majority of the room. A single golden chair was present at the head of the table with a tall, bulky man occupying it.

Occupying the two sides of the tale were two other men, whom judging from their auras were the two other Vice-Leaders. Both of them were Terrans with Peak-Level Stage 1 aura leaking from their bodies.

"Someone is very leisurely." Seeing Estes enter the room, one of the Vice-Leaders snarled.

"Humph." Estes snorted and reply and ignored his words. Placing the hooded Lucius on the floor, he kneeled and looked towards the man seated at the head of the table and apologized.

"I apologize for arriving late, Boss. I was delayed while bringing this excellent present for you."

"Heh! Delayed over a mere slave, Estes? Is the worth of the slave more valuable than the time of our Boss?" one of the Vice-Leaders' used this opportunity to bootlick.

The Boss. He was a large, bulky man with long, sharp teeth protruding out from his pig head.

No, he wasn't pigheaded, but literally possessed the head of an adult pig. He was a Scrofanian. 

The Scrofanians were a Grade 4 species, with large, 2.8m to 3.2m tall bodies, green skin, and heads that looked like a pig. Similar to humans, they possessed a single head, a pair of arms and legs, and other facilities. 

They had superior troll-like regeneration and were born with a monstrously strong physique, capable of directly facing a human mech in battle. Their talent in soul cultivation was also rather decent and were a warmongering species. They were the lesser cousins of the mighty Orcs, who were superior races in the [Evil] faction.

"Answer the question, Estes!" The Boss of the Minaccia Gang thundered.

"I did not mean it like that Boss! Please take a look at the slave." Hurriedly saying so, Estes pulled back the hood hiding Lucius' face.

The room instantly fell silent. 

Gulp!

A few seconds later, the sounds of loud gulps echoed across the silent room. 

"When I saw this slave, I immediately knew that only a person, like Boss, would be worthy of possessing her. Please accept my humble gift!" Estes bootlicked.

Hearing his words, the heated gaze of the two other Vice-Leaders cooled. They silently grit their teeth and cursed at Estes' luck within their minds. At this moment, they understood that Estes would be heavily rewarded for his 'present'.

"Haa! Haa! You, come over here!" The Boss ordered Lucius while panting with an open mouth.

The Scrofanians had inherited their Orc- ancestors' excessive 'sexual stamina'. As such, they were overly 'active'.

Lowering his head and facing the floor, Lucius silently walked towards the Scrofanian. His still eyes were indifferent, as he silently measured the distance between the Boss and the Vice-Leaders.

Seeing that the beauty had neared him, the Boss reached his thick arms and held 'her' face.

"Look at me, sl*t!" he thundered while exerting force on the other.

He directly met the 'beauty's' eyes, the left of which was glowing with an eerie crimson light. 

'Now!' Lucius yelled within his mind and suddenly acted.

His hands pierced into the Scrofanian's chest, where his heart was present and his eyes indifferently stared into the other's shocked gaze.

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AN Note:

If you're wondering why my upload schedule is a mess, well… school's begun. Which means, there is a TON of 'overdue' assignment. (sighs).

Please bear with me for a while. I promise it will get better by February. (hopefully!)

PS: Seeing as how a lot of new stuff and info is being added to the novel, I was wondering. Should I make a discord server?

We can have character profiles, race details, plot tracking, and just general author-reader interaction. Let me know…