Chapter 207 - Chapter 207: Chapter 197 Radiance Island (2/2)

Byrne had never been to the Aphotic Sea, but he knew about the local customs and culture from books long ago.

He had ordered Vanessa in advance to stay in charge of the ship, not wanting her to follow the rest and enter the interior of Radiance Island for trading, fearing that Vanessa’s soft heart for the slaves on the island would cause trouble for everyone.

Chris nodded slightly, not replying, but for once showed a rare smile towards his wife.

That rare smile of his was very charming, as if the coldness of the world suddenly became warm, the contrast making people’s hearts ripple.

Afterward, Chris and Theo, along with several Extraordinary powerful experts and dozens of crew members, disembarked, and he also carried with him a precious sample of sunlight preserved in a can.

Upon reaching the island, they soon saw many slaves busily working.

The slaves were extremely exhausted and numb, wearing tattered clothes, their eyes nearly devoid of any trace of life.

The slaves all bowed their heads, not daring to look up at them, and would immediately kneel on the ground, prostrating themselves with their faces pressed against the earth, whenever approached.

The attendant soldiers and the nobles of Radiance Island, on the other hand, each walked with their heads held high, never lowering their heads carelessly.

Theo and the others felt it strange yet novel; it wasn’t that they couldn’t understand the situation, but they felt that they, a group of “civilized people,” quite simply didn’t fit in.

It was as if they had returned to the history recorded in books, to the Ouden Continent of a thousand years ago, a time when Extraordinary Exponents also existed as slave masters.

It was an era of complete domination of mortals by Extraordinary Exponents.

Because firearms had not yet been invented during that period, and collective spells and alchemy had not developed to the current level, even the city-states on the continent didn’t have armies, only Extraordinary combat groups were responsible for all military affairs.

“What are you looking at!”

Suddenly, a soldier shouted!

Everyone was stunned for a moment, quickly realizing what was happening. A young slave, out of curiosity, had raised his head and glanced at Chris, who looked like an angel.

Chris also silently looked at him.

Then his action was noticed by the guards, who immediately rushed over to pin the young slave to the ground, swung the axes in their hands, and the next moment, beheaded him.

Everyone was stunned by the cruel scene.

Residents overseas are always known to be cruel and evil, but the severity of beheading for just one glance was something they had never seen before.

Blood flowed all over the place, and the head rolled at Chris’s feet, its eyes filled with terror, staring at the beautiful man who looked like an angel.

Chris remained silent.

“Hmph!”

The bald First Messenger in a black robe let out a cold snort.

“I have always found you outsiders strange. Your nobles are simply too ignorant of etiquette, not knowing how to distance themselves from their servants, always being too kind to the slaves!”

Chris couldn’t be bothered to speak, just quietly pondered in his heart.

The Aphotic Sea, although he did not like it here, this place was indeed very suitable for advancing on the Path of Authority.

The rigid hierarchy here should be very important for the advancement of the Path of Authority.

Theo exhaled in relief, glad that he had not brought Vanessa along; otherwise, a conflict might have arisen.

He smiled and nodded, saying, “Every place has its differences, but regardless, the mutual interest between us can remain consistent.”

The First Messenger nodded slightly, no longer dwelling on those matters, and deep down knew better than to say much to the outsiders.

Although it was nighttime, the inhabitants of the Aphotic Sea were very active.

Because the Aphotic Sea had been without sunlight for countless years, they relied on moonlight and artificial lighting at night for illumination, engaging in various activities, while in daylight, when not a hint of natural light was present, they would choose to sleep.

The group passed through the poor dwellings of the slaves and after walking a little longer, finally saw a large black palace located at the foot of a high mountain in the center of the island.

That palace stood conspicuously at that location, utterly out of place compared to the many dilapidated dwellings of slaves below, and despite being not very far apart, there was a sense of separation from a different world!

The First Messenger raised both hands, still with a cadence of voice, and continued to speak:

“Let’s continue on, outsiders from the Tempest Church! Our great Spirit Communicators are there, waiting for you. They have been looking forward to this trade!”

Chris squinted his eyes, already feeling the overwhelming aura emanating from a Monarch powerful expert inside the palace.

If that guy bore any ill intent, the Fischer family’s fleet here might not have a single survivor.

However, they came under the banner of the Tempest Church for trade, so even if that great overlord truly wanted to betray them, desiring to directly seize this batch of goods, he must weigh the influence of the Tempest Church on the seas.