Latis knew one thing clearly, he was dragged here, the Tyrant promised endless desire, making everyone reckless.
Indeed, from the beginning, there was no need for guards here; as long as the value was sufficient, every greedy buyer would become a loyal believer of the Tyrant.
I must admit, the Devil's words are immensely tempting, not everyone can maintain absolute rationality like Bologue.
Bologue also felt that perhaps it was his debtor status that exempted him from such influence, he had long seen through the Devil's essence and established a close umbilical bond.
But what Bologue didn't notice was the golden halo in his eyes repeatedly spinning, as if Aimou was contemplating something complex, something she found difficult to handle.
Their gazes overlapped, Aimou looked up at the high platform, at the Immortal Heart that was contained.
