Chapter 298: Cure To Eternity!
[Location: The Platinum Spire – The Apex]
The private teleportation gate hissed, depositing Damien and his four Royal Guard escorts onto the highest floor of the Spire.
Damien stepped out of the swirling light and immediately felt the atmosphere shift.
It wasn’t the toxic smog of the Slag Heap or the sterile, metallic scent of the Chrome Colosseum.
The air here was thin, pure, and tasted faintly of ozone and crushed diamonds.
The environment was a breathtaking monument to absolute, stagnant wealth. The floor was a single, seamless expanse of polished platinum that reflected the starry abyss sky like a mirror.
But what caught Damien’s eye was the "trash."
Scattered casually across the pristine floor, piled in corners like forgotten toys, were treasures that would incite continental wars on the Surface.
He saw a pile of Tier 7 and Tier 8 Abyss Cores resting in a silver bowl like fruit. He saw swords forged from star-metal, identical in quality to the indestructible weapons in the Royal Treasury, tossed carelessly aside to gather dust.
It was the lair of an immortal who had acquired everything the world had to offer, only to realize that having everything was incredibly boring.
"Wait here," the Guard Captain ordered, halting at the threshold of the main chamber.
"The Prince is expecting you."