Divine Flame Crystal

Chapter 495: The Residence of the Middle-Ranked Devil

On a busy city street, a vendor quietly waits for customers to come. His stall is filled with all kinds of strange gadgets, each carefully selected to attract the attention of passers-by. There is a subtle expectation in his eyes, as if he is waiting for a special customer. The sunlight shines through the gaps in the high-rise buildings and sprinkles on his stall, giving the small items a mysterious golden color. His expression seems a bit complicated, with both a desire for business and curiosity about unknown customers.

Xingluo knew that if he really wanted to avoid suspicion, he had to completely integrate into this role. He didn't know how long he had been here, and he seemed to have forgotten his original intention. He was just doing what a hawker should do. There were all kinds of stories in this city, and his stall was like a small window looking at the world. He patiently arranged the stall, looking up from time to time to observe the people coming and going. There was still a trace of thought in his heart, that is, he hoped to meet a special customer, someone who could understand the true value of his gadgets. He believed that there would always be someone who would stop because of his stall, and perhaps there would be a special exchange between them. Time passed slowly in waiting, and the hawker's mood rose and fell with the flow of the crowd. He knew that every customer had his own story, and his task was to wait quietly until that special "devil" - the customer who could communicate with him spiritually - appeared.

Xingluo no longer had any emotions except for a hint of waiting. He just did what a hawker was supposed to do day after day. He didn't know how much time had passed, he no longer remembered, it was as if he had been a neighborhood hawker from the beginning, a special guest came to his stall, it was like the patience of an ordinary hawker on a busy city street was finally rewarded.

A figure slowly approached the crowd, his pace was neither fast nor slow, and he seemed to be full of curiosity about everything around him. There was nothing special about this person's appearance, but there was an unusual light flashing in his eyes, as if he could see through everything in the world. The vendor immediately recognized him. This was the middle-level demon he had been waiting for for a long time.

In this fantasy world, demons also have their own legends. They are naturally sensitive to cursed objects that can give them power. The middle demon stopped in front of the vendor's stall, and his eyes were attracted by the strange gadgets on the stall. These items shone with a strange light in the sun, as if telling ancient secrets. A flash of understanding flashed in the demon's eyes, and he recognized the essence of these items - they were cursed objects in legends, with the power to influence fate.

There was a hint of understanding in the eyes of the vendor and the demon. At this moment, they were no longer simple vendors and customers, but two souls who understood the profound meaning behind these items. The demon reached out and gently touched these cursed objects, feeling their power beating at his fingertips. The hustle and bustle around seemed to disappear at this moment, leaving only the vendor and the demon, as well as these cursed objects. There was no verbal communication between them, but they both understood that this was a special encounter. The demon finally picked an item, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He knew that this cursed object would bring him new power and stories. The vendor looked at the demon's back as he left, and the expression on his face seemed to be full of a sense of accomplishment. He knew that these cursed objects had finally found their home, and his stall had become more mysterious because of this special transaction. He continued to tidy up the stall, as if waiting for the next special customer, and also looking forward to these cursed objects blooming more dazzlingly in the hands of their new owners.

Xingluo was not in a hurry to get rid of his identity as a peddler, nor did he try to talk to the demon directly, as if he was just completing an ordinary transaction. He knew that not everyone was as casual as Camilla, a new middle-level demon. These middle-level demons all had ancient heritage, so they had much more patience and time than ordinary demons.

Sure enough, not long after this time, the middle-level demon came to his stall again. It was obvious that the cursed objects from last time made the other party very satisfied, and he even planned to take the initiative to ask about the origins of these cursed objects.

"Well, hello, these cursed objects were indeed made by me. If you need anything, I can also customize them for you, of course it only takes a small reward." Xingluo behaved like a greedy peddler.

However, his answer was not what an ordinary vendor would give. After all, this was a cursed item from the Realm of No Darkness. The middle-level demon glanced at Xingluo with a half-smile and said, "Okay, since you can make cursed items, how about coming with me?"

There was a hint of temptation in the devil's words, and also seemed to contain a hint of danger, but Xingluo changed his mind and realized that he would have to go sooner or later anyway, even if there was real danger, he had to go. Otherwise, how could he have a deep communication with this devil?

Xingluo no longer hesitated. He simply packed up and followed the demon to his residence. The place where this middle-level demon lived in the city was an area full of ancient atmosphere. It was far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Although it was only separated by a noisy block, the noisy sound disappeared in an instant. A primitive and mysterious atmosphere was retained here.

The residence of the middle demon is hidden deep in a narrow and winding alley, which is lined with towering old buildings. The walls are covered with traces of time, and mosses and vines are intertwined, adding a sense of depth to the place. The residence of the demon is an old mansion with a Gothic architectural style on the exterior. The spires and arches cast long shadows in the moonlight. The door of the mansion is made of heavy wood and carved with complex patterns. These patterns seem to be some kind of ancient runes, which contain unknown powers. The gargoyle statues on both sides of the door seem to be watching everyone who approaches vigilantly. Walking into the mansion, the interior decoration is full of rich classical style. There are paintings depicting demons and mysterious creatures on the walls. There is a never-extinguished flame burning in the fireplace. The firelight is reflected on the surrounding furniture, casting swaying light and shadows. The furniture is mostly made of dark wood and finely carved, revealing a calm and solemn beauty. Each room in the mansion has its own unique atmosphere. Some rooms are blocked by heavy curtains, dimly lit, and full of mystery.