Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 1450: Perversion in the Dark

Chapter 1450: Chapter 1450: Perversion in the Dark

East Sea, Huangyan Island.

At this moment, Huangyan Island had become the main base of the Demon Vanguard Army. The entire island was tightly surrounded, layer upon layer, and all the Sky Demon elites who had arrived at the East Sea were gathered here.

The "Heavenly Son" was the leader of this vanguard camp. Compared to ten years ago, his cultivation level had grown significantly, and he had now reached the High-level God Sovereign Realm.

At this moment, the Heavenly Son was seated in the military tent on Huangyan Island, with four crystal balls placed on the table before him. These crystal balls were unique and allowed for real-time face-to-face communication over vast distances.

Within three of the crystal balls, the images of three individuals shimmered, while the last ball reflected his own visage.

Among the three images, all depicted young people, two of whom were women.

These were the leaders of the Southern, Western, and Northern vanguard camps, all of whom were also young.

The Southern Vanguard’s leader was a woman dressed in red, her long hair tied up high. She had an air of heroism that rivaled any man, making her appear especially valiant.

The leader of the Western Vanguard was a young man, around twenty years old, who lazily reclined in a chair, cradling a white cat in his arms.

The Northern Vanguard’s leader was also a woman. This woman was stunningly beautiful, exuding an ethereal purity and elegance, as if she belonged to a celestial realm. She wore a white cape, a fur hat, and even white gloves, giving off an otherworldly charm.

Among these three, the red-clad woman from the South was Princess Tiffany Buck of the Southern Kingdom.

The cat-cradling young man from the West was Prince Colter Flynn, the fourth princely heir of the Western Royal Clan.

And the icy pure woman from the North was Princess Zola Barron of the Snow Kingdom.

Including the Heavenly Son, all four of them were members of the Sky Demon Imperial Clan and carried significant backgrounds.

Ten years ago, at Sunset Square, four major Sky Demons had emerged: one was named Colter, another was Ali Buck, the third was Jamie Barron, and the fourth was Dante Stewart.

The Four Major Royal Families of the Sky Demons—Flynn, Buck, Barron, and Stewart—represented the dominant factions and the absolute monarchs within the Sky Demon clan.

Now, the four leaders were holding a crystal ball meeting.

"This is a death sentence," said Colter Flynn, the fourth princely heir of the Western Royal Clan, cradling his cat. "A vanguard, after all, is just cannon fodder, a death squad. As for me, I’m no hero. I’ll just stay in the rear and wait for the main forces to catch up."

"Coward, you’re an embarrassment to the Flynn family name!" snorted Tiffany Buck, the red-clad woman, with obvious disdain.

"Indeed. If you don’t seize this moment to earn merits, then when would you?" Zola Barron from the North sneered coldly.

"Not interested, not interested. Earn what merits? Achieve what laurels? I’m the fourth in line. The crown prince’s position is out of my reach. Even if the crown prince dies, it still wouldn’t come my way. Besides, the crown prince isn’t going to die; he’s sitting back comfortably at home. So why should I keep fighting and shouting, only to get nothing in the end?"

"And you three—Dante Stewart, Zola Barron, Tiffany Buck—even if you manage to storm into Sunset Square, what will you gain? Some human slaves and treasures at most. You’re not getting the throne!"

"Oh, and let me remind you, the Heavenly Continent nowadays is teeming with Sons of Creation. Take the Torres family’s third son as an example. That man is a monstrous genius who appears only once in countless millennia. If you encounter him, you’re dead. Not to mention, there are countless other talented individuals. The Eight Great Families are not so easily defeated."

"With your attitude, why are we even waging war on the Heavenly Continent?" Tiffany Buck said angrily.

"You lot are, not me. I’m just a scapegoat chosen by the two factions within my family. So here I am, loving my cat and enjoying my remaining days."

"Fearmongering like this deserves to get you skinned alive and torn asunder," Zola Barron snapped at him, clearly becoming exasperated with his lack of ambition.

"Heh heh, I’m done talking with you all. But if we do get a chance to meet, dear sisters, I can still discuss life with you... in bed!"

"Get lost~"

"SCRAM!"

Tiffany Buck and Zola Barron shattered their crystal balls in unison, leaving only Colter Flynn and Dante Stewart.

"In truth, I envy you," Dante Stewart said blandly. "At least you know you won’t get anything in the end. Even if we achieve final victory, I’ll likely get exiled and stripped of everything. But no matter—I’m not fighting for the throne. All I want is the God’s Altar, the qualifications to ascend it. As long as I can enter, that will be the greatest reward for me!"

"Ha, I thought you were more interested in human women," Colter Flynn chuckled.

"Now that you mention human women, they are indeed interesting," Dante Stewart licked his lips and grinned. "That’s why I’m preparing to collect a few this time around."

"By the way, Flynn, what’s the deal with that Tower of Heaven at Sunset Square? Why is it still standing there?"

"It’s suppressing someone, apparently still not fully refined. That person’s Divine Skills are remarkable—it’s been ten years, and they still haven’t managed to kill him!"

"Oh, I’ve heard of this. Didn’t expect anyone that powerful on the Heavenly Continent. But that’s good news for us; after all, they’re refining one of their own people."

"You don’t understand," Dante Stewart said with a sinister smile. "That person’s name was Yusuf Zuck. His steed has already become my slave mount, and his woman... has been promised to my eldest brother!"

"His woman? She must be second-hand by now, huh? What’s wrong with your Stewart clan, taking just any woman? Your eldest brother’s the crown prince, the future ruler. Why would he marry a second-hand woman?"

"You don’t get it. That woman is one of us, a member of the Sky Demon Clan, and still a virgin. But more than that, she’s stunningly seductive. Just looking at her makes my heart pound uncontrollably. She’s a natural-born temptress."

"Heh, this is the difference in status. Your eldest brother can take someone’s woman, while you can only take their mount. The gap is obvious, isn’t it?"

"Heh, the future is long. Who’s to say the gap won’t narrow?" Dante Stewart’s eyes gleamed with ambition, a clear sign of his aspirations.

Just as Dante Stewart finished speaking, a sudden tremor erupted across heaven and earth. In an instant, Huangyan Island plunged into utter darkness, so dark one couldn’t see their hand before their face!

"Woo woo woo~ woo woo woo~" The sound of horns echoed, and everyone on Huangyan Island was overcome with terror in the pitch-black darkness.

The Heavenly Son leapt up in alarm, preparing to fly out of the tent.

However, right at that moment, a hand emerged from the shadows, ripping into the tent and reaching within.

Dante Stewart had long possessed incredible Divine Skills, and now that he had reached the High-level God Sovereign Realm, his power was terrifying and on par with the Eight Great Clan Leaders from years ago.

But just as he was about to resist, that hand from the darkness scooped him up, gripping him so tightly that he couldn’t move!

He was struck with terror. Could it be the Eight Great Controllers from the opposing camp? Who could be this powerful?

"Well, well, such smooth and tender skin. Oh my, this little birdie isn’t small either. But you were talking about the future just now? What future? You have none. I’m not giving you one," a voice rang out. It was neither male nor female, neither soft nor harsh, sounding like a mix of a rooster and a duck. The abrasive and grating tone sent shivers down one’s spine.

In that instant, Dante Stewart almost wet himself—not from fear of the person’s power, but from sheer disgust. This was undoubtedly a pervert, as the hand had even groped him while grabbing him!

Anything and everything was fair game for this person to grope—what else could they be but a pervert?