After the slave owners went bankrupt, they all wanted to keep me as a mistress.

But just as she was about to recite the incantation from the forbidden book to summon the legendary hero, a six-pointed star magic circle emanating thick black energy suddenly appeared beneath her feet, and she heard a series of incantations.

According to the high priest's prophecy.

That forbidden book is one that could potentially summon a future hero or a demon king.

But whether the summoned creature was a hero or a demon king, even the high priest couldn't tell. He could only order these silver-ranked or higher elves to go to the heart of the human realm to search for the legendary forbidden book.

Once the forbidden book is found, it must be summoned on the spot, and a contract must be signed with that future hero.

If the summoned creature is a demon king, it must be eliminated immediately, and the forbidden book must be taken back to await the next opportunity to use it.

In Vera's eyes, the six-pointed star magic circle with its thick black aura was clearly a sign that the Demon King was about to be summoned.

Out of fear of the Demon King, she stopped casting her spell at the last moment and hurriedly left the dungeon with the forbidden book, only to encounter a human slave-hunting group on her way back.

She only had time to hide the forbidden book in a place where no one would find it during her escape. In the end, she was seriously injured and on the verge of death when, half a month ago, she was completely trapped by the human slave-hunting group using the fifth-tier magic scroll "Anti-Magic Cocoon".

Fearing she might die en route to the capital, the human slave-hunting group simply consigned her to an auction house in Radiant City.

However, her injuries were too severe, and the auction house staff did not even dare to remove the magic-suppressing cocoon to treat her. They could only let her stay in the magic-suppressing cocoon to recover slowly, and it was only after half a month that they brought her out for the auction.

Then, she met her current owner—

Vera took a deep breath, clearing her mind of thoughts, and spoke in as calm a tone as possible:

"The abyss is a taboo for both humans and elves."

"Ordinary monsters cannot leave the dungeon, but demons from the abyss can! Some powerful demons can even drive the dungeon's monsters out of the dungeon to attack surrounding cities!"

Vera seemed to have thought of something, and said in a serious tone, "The monsters on the first fifty floors of Blackrock Town were just wiped out by that adventurer group, but they certainly didn't have time to stay here to explore if there were any passages leading to deeper levels..."

Mu Qiu's eyes flickered; he understood Vera's implication: "You mean, this underground city in Blackrock Town might not just be a medium-sized underground city, but it might also be connected to other large underground cities, or even super-large underground cities?"

"Ok!"

Vera nodded emphatically.

"Master, do you know the name of the nearest super-large underground city?"

"what?"

"The Succubus's Nest!"

The carriage paused slightly at the end of Vera's clear voice, and its speed noticeably decreased.

Outside the carriage, a sudden uproar erupted.

"Sir, the Adventurers' Guild has arrived," the coachman's voice came through the curtain.

Mu Qiu lifted a corner of the carriage curtain. What came into view was a magnificent and rugged stone building, far superior to the shabby little guild in Blackstone Town.

The massive oak door was wide open, and figures came and went in a constant stream, most of them dressed in leather and chainmail, carrying swords and bows, looking travel-worn, their expressions ranging from excited to exhausted. The air was filled with the mixed smells of leather, sweat, cheap ale, and a faint stench of rust and blood, creating a rough yet vibrant wild atmosphere.

At the top of the building, a huge shield-shaped emblem shines in the sunlight, with a pattern of crossed swords and staffs in the center.

"Let's go."

Mu Qiu lowered the curtain and stood up first, followed closely by Vera, who subconsciously pulled her hood down further to cover her overly conspicuous pointed ears and silver hair.

As Mu Qiu stepped off the carriage, several gold coins fell into the driver's hands again: "You wait here and do not move."

"Yes, sir!" the coachman replied, clutching the gold coins tightly and bowing.

Vera stood quietly half a step behind Mu Qiu, her body under the cloak tensing slightly.

The guild hall was filled with a mix of powerful and weak auras, which made her instinctively wary.

More importantly, there was a faint, unsettling aura in the air, an aura she had vaguely sensed a month ago when she used the forbidden book...

Chapter Ten: What kind of evil intentions could a succubus have?

[Ding! Host, your intelligent guidance function has returned!]

As soon as Mu Qiu stepped into the Adventurers' Guild, a gentle and sweet voice rang in his mind.

Mu Qiu paused slightly, pulling Vera behind him, standing still as he surveyed the guild's surroundings and pondered the question in his mind.

"Where did you go? Why did it take you so long to answer?"

[Here's the thing, I just discovered that you're unregistered in this world. To prevent you from being discovered and sacrificed by those vile... vile demons, I've generated several optional identities for you.]

"Why are you telling me such an important thing now?"

Mu Qiu raised an eyebrow.

He's been here for a month already, and only now does the system remember to assign him an identity?

The system did not answer his question, but continued to pop up prompts on its own.

[Ding! Three optimal identities have been generated for you. Please note that the identity you choose will not change your bloodline; it will only alter your records in each country and issue you with items to prove your identity.]

[1. By paying 50 system funds, you will become the son of a fallen baron in the Aurian Empire.]

[2. By paying 100 million system funds, you will become the demon child born from the previous Holy Maiden of the Church and the Abyss Demon.]

[3. By paying 150 million system funds, you will possess the aura of the Demon King, and this aura will only be detected by the Abyss faction.]

"Ok?"

Mu Qiu's gaze swept across the system panel, and when he saw the third identity, his eyes suddenly sharpened.

"What do you mean by this third identity? You want me to be the villain, right? I'm not doing that!"

[Host, you've misunderstood. Having the Demon King's aura, you can unleash it to suppress units from the Abyss faction!]

[When you no longer need the Demon King's aura, you can actively conceal it.]

"That sounds good."

Mu Qiu's heart stirred slightly. With the aura of this demon king, he wouldn't have to worry about demons from the abyss when he went to the dungeon in the future.

This system is actually quite thoughtful.

Knowing that he might go on adventures in the dungeon in the future, you sent him a Demon King's aura in advance, so that he might accidentally encounter a demon from the abyss one day, right?

Just to be on the safe side, he cautiously asked, "If I choose the third option, will paying 150 million in system funds also be counted as a loss?"

Of course, any changes to the system's funds, made in any way, will be included in the calculation of profit and loss.

Hearing this, Mu Qiu felt relieved.

"Then I'll choose the third one, which possesses the aura of a demon king!"

[150 million system funds have been paid to you, host. Congratulations! You now possess the aura of the Demon King!]

"Not bad... Hmm? Wait a minute, System, are you sure you're not mistaken about something?"

Mu Qiu was about to praise the system when he suddenly realized that something seemed off.

He hurriedly opened the system panel and saw a line of numbers prominently displayed in the system funds.

[System Funds: 9,994,700 Gold Coins]

Mu Qiu: "..."

Dude, I finally lost 1.5 million, how did you manage to make it all back for me?

Mu Qiu suddenly looked up, staring blankly at the system panel in front of him.

Why does he feel like the system doesn't want him to go bankrupt?

"System, what are you doing with the potion?"

The system panel seemed a little embarrassed, so it moved up a bit.

Mu Qiu's gaze followed it upwards.

In my mind, the system's apologetic voice also rang out.

【Oh dear, I'm so sorry! Host, it's like this, the system failed to generate an identity for you immediately. Therefore, to compensate you for this, I will pay you a sum of system funds when you choose your identity. I forgot to mention that earlier!】

So this system funding was compensation for him? Hmm, that makes sense then.

Mu Qiu's furrowed brows suddenly relaxed.

Since the system isn't intentionally trying to prevent him from going bankrupt, then there's no problem.

Anyway, with more system funds, even after I go completely bankrupt, I'll have more personal wealth to my name, and I can bring more treasures back to Earth.

It's just a mere 1.5 million gold coins, surely he can spend it all?

"Hey, remember to tell me sooner if anything happens in the future. Also, try to hide the Demon King's aura."

[Okay, the Demon King's aura has been concealed for you, host.]

Meanwhile, above Mu Qiu's head, at the edge of the circular corridor on the second floor of the guild, in a relatively secluded corner of the shadows, the air was slightly distorted, and the light seemed to be partially swallowed by an invisible force, forming a blind spot that was difficult for ordinary people to perceive.

In the corner, two graceful figures, so alluring they could take the breath away of any living being, leaned lazily against the cold stone railing.

Standing on the left is a petite white-haired girl.

Her long, pure white hair, without any blemishes, cascaded down like a waterfall, with a few strands falling in front of her pale red eyes. She wore a dark red leather battle suit that perfectly outlined her fair skin and alluring curves.

Although petite, her breasts were much fuller than those of her peers, and she had a long, thin red tail with a heart-shaped end, which swung back and forth restlessly like a whip ready to be unleashed.

To the right of the white-haired, red-eyed girl was a taller, purple-haired woman.

Her figure was even more stunning, with a leather battle skirt and breastplate tightly covering her body, barely covering the most crucial parts.

Large swathes of snow-white skin were exposed to the air, and the full curves stretched the fabric into an astonishing arc, making one wonder if it would burst through the breastplate at any moment and be completely exposed to the air. The slender waist and the plump hips formed a perfect proportion, giving people a strong visual impact.

However, what is even more striking are the horns that curve out from the sides of her forehead. These horns seem to be carefully polished from the finest obsidian, shimmering with a dark luster. Their shape is elegant and understated, curving slightly backward like goat horns.

A waiter carrying a tray walked past them without looking to the side, his gaze sweeping over the area without pausing, as if it were just an empty shadow.

Several passing adventurers chatted and laughed loudly, their gazes sweeping over the women's breathtaking curves and faces, yet they seemed to see only air, completely unmoved.

Their existence is like a blind spot in the sunlight to ordinary people; they are clearly there, but cannot be recognized.

Because they are the demon lords of the abyss, the embodiment of calamity walking in the world, the seven heavenly kings who stand above all demons and occupy the top of the abyss!

"Is this little guy the hero of this year's competition?"

The purple-haired woman chuckled softly, her slender, jade-like fingers lightly touching her red lips. Her gaze locked onto the black-haired boy below in the hall: "He's really pitifully weak. I wonder... what kind of expression he'll have when he sees us?"

"The previous generation's useless hero was so scared when he saw us that he wet his pants, muttering things like 'impossible' and 'newbie village'..."

"Selena, he is not a hero."

The white-haired, red-eyed girl stared intently in Mu Qiu's direction, a smile suddenly appearing on her usually aloof face: "Did you feel it? That aura..."

"Hmm?" Selena frowned slightly. She looked at the black-haired boy who was standing motionless in the hall. Suddenly, he looked up and then looked in their direction. He exuded an aura that made her soul tremble and her thighs involuntarily clench.

But soon, the other party lowered his head again, and his aura disappeared without a trace.

"Demon, Demon King?!"

Selena stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"But the aura he exuded just now was clearly..."

"That's a disguise, Selena," the white-haired girl said matter-of-factly. "This is human territory. Use your brain and think about it. The Demon King has just been born. How can he easily reveal his aura?"

"Besides, over the years, we've already defeated nine heroes in a row. We have a guaranteed 10-pull gacha pull. We can't keep summoning heroes ten times in a row, can we?"

“That’s true. This is the tenth summoning. It’s time for the Demon King to descend.” Selena nodded hesitantly, shifting her voluptuous figure as she looked back at the black-haired boy in the hall. “But why do I feel like the Demon King is different from what’s described in the legends? He… doesn’t seem like someone who would do bad things!”

The white-haired girl countered, "Have you seen the Demon King?"

“In the entire abyss, apart from the Mother of All Demons, no one has ever seen the Demon King’s face. He disappeared before we were even born…” Selena suddenly realized: “You mean… I can’t judge whether he is the Demon King based on his appearance alone?”

The white-haired girl continued, "Take another look at the moon elf beside him."

Selena glanced instinctively at the elf behind Mu Qiu and suddenly gasped.

In her perception, the silver-haired elf girl was constantly emanating a lustful aura towards the Demon King.

"This month's elf... has she already succumbed to the Demon King?!"