Chapter 505 – Long Dead Strategist
Lux was back in Nexus Prime.
The Greed Tower loomed around him like a monument to quiet pressure. No flames. No infernal statues drooling gold. Just sleek black-tinted glass, polished obsidian floors, vertical mana pipelines glowing with pulse-like light in the corners of the architecture. It was the kind of place that didn't scream power. It whispered it. Constantly. Everywhere. In the air, in the walls, in the way every door opened with perfect timing before your hand touched it.
And still… he felt out of place.
The moment he stepped into the front lobby, several staff stopped mid-conversation. Half of them stiffened. The others bowed slightly. Some just nodded with that sort of wide-eyed hush like they were trying to figure out if he was here to kill someone or review payroll discrepancies.
"My Lord," a finance daemon said, straightening his tie so hard it almost wrung itself off.
Lux just gave a little nod and kept walking.
