Chapter 669 – Pressure Will Shape You
The old seal that bound Zoltarin was flickering.
Not from power.
From the Overlord's claim.
Lux turned back to the Abyssal figure. "You think putting pressure on me will break me."
"No," the Overlord said simply. "We believe pressure will shape you."
Lux grinned.
"Cute."
Then he straightened his cuffs, fixed the lapel of his three-piece suit, and let his aura flare for the first time inside this core.
Pure Greed.
Brilliant gold light burned behind him like molten sunlight breaking through a coffin.
"No one," Lux said softly, "uses my name for free."
He held out a hand.
"Now let's renegotiate."
The Overlord stared for a long time.
Then slowly…
It smiled. Just slightly.
And the air trembled again.
But not from threat.
From interest.
Because Lux Vaelthorn wasn't just a name on a bloodline anymore.
He was a player.
