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In reality, Raven and the others misunderstood Darian.
The real reason he chose to betray them was primarily his concern that Sebastian might become enraged by the air force and randomly kill some Brotherhood members.
Although Sebastian claimed he wouldn't harm Mutants, who could guarantee he wouldn't suddenly turn hostile?
To prevent the Brotherhood from losing members and affecting the dungeon mission, Darian could only sacrifice himself, join the Hellfire Club, and silently endure various humiliations from the enemy.
At this moment, Darian's eyes were vacant, and he let out intermittent moans.
"Don't stop… Don't stop!"
Darian was sprawled on the large bed in a luxurious suite.
Several lightly dressed young ladies were attentively serving him, some massaging his shoulders, others rubbing his back, all with professional skill.
On a dining table not far away, exquisite delicacies and fine wines were laid out, and one young lady was carefully feeding a peeled lobster tail to Darian.
This life was truly decadent!
Darian harshly criticized it internally, expressing disdain for the Hellfire Club's extravagant style.
An overly comfortable environment would only erode one's will and lead to decadence.
Unlike their Brotherhood, which always practiced frugality, every member worked hard and never engaged in such corrupt behavior.
In this regard, their Brotherhood was once again completely victorious!
Just then, the door was pushed open.
Sebastian walked in slowly, saw the scene before him, and said, speechless, "It seems you're adapting quite quickly."
He had originally worried that Darian might be resistant after joining the Hellfire Club, or that he might be disheartened by betraying his companions.
Now, it seemed this worry was completely unnecessary.
Darian reluctantly raised his head and said with a serious expression, "Don't be fooled by my feigned strength. In reality, I'm suffering more than you can imagine, ah, this feels great!"
Sebastian: "..."
Although he didn't have telepathic abilities, he could tell that Darian was not suffering at all; on the contrary, he was thoroughly enjoying himself.
However, Darian's behavior actually made Sebastian feel more at ease.
People who knew how to enjoy themselves were more easily driven by desire and thus more easily controlled.
If Darian were a moral paragon unmoved by fame or fortune, he would have to suspect that the other party was a spy infiltrating the Hellfire Club.
Sebastian smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is just the beginning. This kind of life will continue. Now, come with me. One of our members has returned, and it's a good opportunity to introduce you to our Hellfire members."
Upon hearing this, Darian immediately perked up, got up, and followed Sebastian to the main hall.
Soon, he met several core members of the Hellfire Club. Besides Red Devil and Riptide, whom he had already met, White Queen was also present.
The two men were just men.
The White Queen, however, was a beautifully modeled blonde beauty, dressed in a white tight-fitting leather suit that accentuated her curves. Perhaps due to the heat, her zipper was pulled down almost to her navel, revealing a large expanse.
White Queen: (V)
As expected of the White Queen, she was indeed very White.
Sebastian introduced, "You've already met these two; they are Azazel and Janos, whose abilities are teleportation and cyclone generation, respectively. As for this beautiful lady, she is Emma Frost, also our Hellfire's White Queen, whose abilities are diamond form and telepathy."
These pieces of information were not secrets, so Sebastian had nothing to hide.
The White Queen smiled slightly, her gaze fixed on Darian: "You must be Darian. I'm very interested in you."
In fact, the moment she saw Darian, she secretly activated her telepathic ability.
However, just like their first encounter, when her mental energy permeated Darian's brain, it slipped away smoothly like sliding over a mirror, producing no effect whatsoever.
The White Queen was somewhat surprised by this.
Aside from Darian, she had never encountered such a situation with anyone else. Even Sebastian couldn't immune her ability; only Charles, also a telepath, could resist her power.
Darian chuckled, "I'm also very interested in you."
In his opinion, such a talent was too wasted staying in the Hellfire Club; he should come to their Brotherhood to show off his skills.
And he was also very curious, after the White Queen's diamond form, does her whole body really turn into a diamond?
If that were truly the case, wouldn't she become the World's largest diamond supplier if she went to the bathroom every day?
Fortunately, the White Queen couldn't read Darian's thoughts, or she might have gotten mammary nodules on the spot from anger.
"And my ability is to absorb and release all forms of energy, which I presume you already know about."
Sebastian finally introduced his own ability, then asked Darian, "Your turn, Darian, what is your ability?"
"I can use magic, the kind of magic that cannot be explained by science."
Darian continued to use the same explanation he gave Charles and the others.
But this explanation was too abstract for Sebastian to fully understand, and he directly said, "Show us."
"Okay, but I need an opponent."
Darian did not refuse; he knew this was a necessary part of the newcomer process.
"Azazel, you be his opponent," Sebastian said to Red Devil.
In fact, with his own ability, he was most suitable to be an opponent, but as the Black King of the Hellfire Club, he had to maintain a certain level of gravitas and naturally couldn't just step into the arena. So, he sent out the one among them with the highest melee combat skill.
Of course, Sebastian also didn't have many other choices.
Riptide's ability was only suitable for large-scale area clearing, and the White Queen lacked offensive means. Besides himself, only Red Devil was suitable to be Darian's opponent.
He couldn't help it; he simply had too few people at the moment.
It wasn't that Sebastian didn't want to recruit more Mutants, but Mutants were as rare as the Heart of Africa, found only by chance.
And Sebastian might have been Unlucky, having only encountered a few Mutants over so many years. Unless he had a full map hack like Charles to search, it was generally difficult to find other Mutants.
Otherwise, Sebastian wouldn't have gone to raid their home base and personally poached members from the Brotherhood.
Hearing Sebastian, Red Devil readily agreed.
Ever since Darian's sneak attack last time, he had been wanting revenge, and now he finally had the chance.
But this place was clearly unsuitable for combat, so Red Devil activated his ability, teleporting everyone to an uninhabited wasteland.
Red Devil sneered at Darian, "Kid, let me see your ability."
Darian nodded, "No problem!"
Saying that, he pulled out two golden desert eagles, aiming the muzzles at Red Devil.
Red Devil: "???"
The other Hellfire members: "???"
This magic was a bit different from what they imagined.
But Red Devil quickly reacted, snorting, "This kind of weapon won't work on me."
As his voice fell, Red Devil transformed into dark red smoke, instantly disappearing from his spot.
Almost at the same time, he appeared behind Darian, pulled out a short sword, and slashed at Darian!
Darian reacted extremely quickly, discerning the sound and suddenly turning around, avoiding the sharp blade. He fired several shots in quick succession, but Red Devil instantly teleported to dodge them.
An opponent like Red Devil, who could teleport without cooldown, was indeed difficult to deal with. Coupled with Red Devil's rich combat experience, it was hard to predict his landing spots and attack rhythm.
Moreover, Red Devil, this old sly fox, was very cautious. He never overextended with his attacks. After one sword strike, regardless of whether it hit or not, he immediately teleported away, giving Darian no chance to counterattack.
If that's the case, then he could only activate it.
Darian didn't hesitate, put away his dual pistols, and immediately pulled out a magic mask to wear on his face.
In an instant, he felt a surge of immense power throughout his body, every cell filled with the aesthetic beauty of numerical values.
Red Devil noticed Darian's movement but didn't think much of it, teleporting to Darian's side again and slashing down with his sword!
Before the sword could even fall, Darian suddenly turned with a speed far exceeding his previous movements. His right hand shot out like lightning, grabbing hold of Red Devil's swinging tail.
"Got you!"
"!!!"
Red Devil's body stiffened, and he subconsciously activated his teleportation ability to try and escape.
However, his ability couldn't select a specific target for teleportation.
The next second, dark red smoke enveloped both of them, disappearing from their original spot, then suddenly reappearing on a wasteland dozens of meters away. Darian's hand was still gripping his tail tightly, not letting go in the slightest.
Red Devil performed several consecutive teleports, but he still couldn't break free from Darian's control.
Darian chuckled, "Keep running."
Red Devil immediately became enraged, "Do you think you can defeat me like this?"
He knew he couldn't escape, so he gritted his teeth and immediately raised his sword to attack.
Then, he fell into a baby-like sleep.
Without his teleportation ability, Red Devil was at most a super minion in front of Darian, and defeating him was just a matter of one punch.
"Excellent, truly excellent."
Sebastian clapped his hands as he walked forward, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration: "Your magic ability is indeed powerful, to be able to defeat Azazel so easily."
Darian waved his hand, "You flatter me, you flatter me!"
Sebastian smiled and said, "No need to be modest, you indeed have such strength. From now on, you are an official member of Hellfire, and you will enjoy all the privileges of the club."
"Thank you, Mr. Black King, but I have a question, I don't know if I should ask it."
"We are all our own people, just speak your mind."
"What I want to ask is, Red Devil is currently unconscious, how do we get back?"
"..."
Sebastian's expression froze.
He turned to look at the unconscious Red Devil, then gazed at the surrounding wasteland, falling silent.
After that, Darian stayed at the Hellfire Club, idling away his time.
It must be said that the Hellfire Club was truly rich.
Although there were only five official members, including Darian, its overall strength even surpassed most financial groups.
Not to mention Sebastian's own substantial wealth, the White Queen herself came from a wealthy family, a young lady whose family background was even richer than Charles'.
Moreover, Sebastian, as a boss, was quite generous. Various employee benefits were directly maxed out. Even the million U.S. dollars Darian had bluffed about initially was given directly upon request, without a moment's hesitation.
For him, any problem that could be solved with money was simply not a problem.
One could only say that it was fortunate Sebastian didn't have a full map hack like Charles, and it was also fortunate that he preferred to give speeches. Otherwise, with his money-power, he wouldn't need to waste his breath; simply showering money would make a large group of Mutants, and even humans, go through fire and water for him.
It was just a pity that Sebastian's ambition was too great.
He intended to push the U.S. and Soviet Union to deploy missiles, thereby escalating the two great powers into nuclear war, thus triggering a Third World War.
The true purpose of Sebastian's actions was his firm belief that Mutants were a mutated race caused by the influence of nuclear radiation.
Therefore, he planned to use nuclear weapons to eliminate the existing human forces and create more Mutants through the radiation generated by nuclear explosions. Ultimately, he would establish a new World order ruled entirely by Mutants, and he himself would become the King ruling all Mutants!
Darian was not at all optimistic about Sebastian's plan.
Leaving aside whether this plan could truly be realized smoothly, even if it succeeded, Mutants might not be able to withstand the harm of nuclear radiation.
One must know that not all Mutants were Sebastian, who could absorb nuclear radiation without being affected. If Mutants absorbed nuclear radiation and underwent secondary mutation, turning into super Mutants, this server would probably be directly updated to a radiation version, ushering in an era where everyone scavenged for junk.
Most importantly, how could Sebastian guarantee that there wouldn't be more powerful Mutants than him in the future? With only an energy absorption ability, Darian believed it wasn't enough to dominate the globe. At least Sebastian still had quite a few weaknesses.
For example, lack of long-range output, lack of displacement ability, inability to resist mental skills.
Do these weaknesses sound familiar? That's right, these weaknesses perfectly corresponded to the abilities of each member of the Hellfire Club, perfectly filling Sebastian's gaps. He didn't know if it was intentional or accidental.
Thinking this way, Darian felt that he might also have filled some gap for Sebastian, such as appearance and wisdom, or his many virtues, which would take at least a few thousand words to list, so he wouldn't go into detail.
As for how Darian figured out that Sebastian couldn't resist skill attacks.
He wasn't blind. Sebastian neither fished nor operated a mecha, yet he walked around all day wearing a helmet. It was obvious something was up.
Sure enough, he secretly glanced at the helmet's information.
[Psychic Inhibitor Helmet]
[Description: A mysterious black technology from the Soviet Union. When worn, it can completely block mental energy]
The effect of this helmet was similar to the 'Dumbass Ring'.
Sebastian apparently knew about Charles' telepathic ability, which is why he always wore this helmet to prevent his brain from being invaded by the other party's mental energy.
He claimed he could absorb all forms of energy, but he couldn't absorb mental energy.
Darian didn't understand, but this was a good thing for him.
The more weaknesses Sebastian had, the greater the Brotherhood's advantage.
Yes, Darian had already made Sebastian the Brotherhood's target. An ambitious person like Sebastian would almost certainly not be willing to join the Brotherhood and be subordinate to others.
What's more, he wasn't as unprincipled as Darian. As the founder of the Hellfire Club, how could he possibly join the enemy's camp?
So, Darian simply made Sebastian a stepping stone for the Brotherhood.
As long as he was taken down, it would not only boost the Brotherhood's influence but also allow them to recruit several core members of the Hellfire Club, completing the dungeon mission in one go—simply perfect!
Thinking of this, Darian's spirits immediately lifted.
"Sebastian, I will inherit your will and lead Mutants to an even better future!"
"Rest in peace!"