The brown desert carries an endless atmosphere of despair. During the day, the dry heat wave can crack the rocks. After nightfall, the biting cold will penetrate every inch of the crack.
In this land where life and death alternate, an oasis is a luxury, but who would have thought that a dazzlingly prosperous and fashionable giant would stand out of thin air.
It does not need to be decorated with green vegetation. The whole body is gilded like a flowing sea of sand. The gems inlaid on the pillars reflect the colorful halo in the sun. It looks like the "dream made of golden sand" in ancient Arabic legends.
Asian Magic Association is rooted here. The highest silver spire is like an ancient sword tempered by moonlight, piercing straight into the blue sky.
Recently, Su Lu's attention has been attracted by the black dragon, which has actually given Chen Lang some freedom.
Almost all the people who were originally tracking him have been withdrawn, and Chen Lang is not idle either. He secretly sets up spies to monitor Su Lu's every move. As long as the opponent leaves for Italy, he will immediately follow him. After all, there is no need to stick to "above and above board" when dealing with opponents. History has always been written by the winner, no matter in which era!
Just as Chen Lang was waiting for the opportunity, Zu Hengyao brought unexpected news: Ethan, the head of the Egyptian military, wanted to visit him in person.
Chen Lang raised his eyebrows slightly, his heart full of doubts.
Although he knew Ethan's name, he had never interacted with him. Moreover, Egypt was currently experiencing internal and external troubles. Why would Ethan come to him specifically at this juncture?
Confused, Chen Lang did not refuse, but readily agreed.
Su Lu's ambition has long exceeded the boundaries of the Asian Magic Association. How can he, Chen Lang, be willing to stay where he is?
In the afternoon, Chen Lang's office was filled with warm light.
He sat by the floor-to-ceiling window and watched Zu Hengyao lead the two people in. His eyes were instantly caught by the girl beside Ethan. To be precise, it was the appearance of this girl that made him instantly understand the true purpose of Ethan's trip.
The person coming is none other than Apas.
A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Lang's mouth, and his tone was a bit playful. "I didn't expect that you, little snake Demon Core, are so naughty, how dare you take the initiative to break into the Asian Magic Association?"
As soon as these words came out, Zu Hengyao was stunned on the spot, Ethan also stopped in his steps, and subconsciously turned to look at Apas, his eyes full of astonishment.
Apas didn't panic at all. He raised his eyes to meet Chen Lang's gaze and said in a voice as calm as a deep pool of water, "Long time no see. The way you humans treat guests is to reveal someone's past as soon as you meet?"
Chen Lang raised his hand and signaled. "Sit down."
To the surprise of Zu Hengyao and Ethan, Apas actually passed Ethan and walked straight to the chair opposite Chen Lang to sit down. With his calm posture, he obviously had a higher status than Ethan.
"Do you know each other?" Zu Hengyao couldn't suppress the speculation in his heart and looked at Chen Lang and asked.
"I was cursed by the Snake Clan a while ago. I went to find the originator of the Snake Clan and asked for some tears to resolve it. I happened to have a close relationship with this Lesser Demon." Chen Lang explained lightly.
Zu Hengyao suddenly realized it, and looked at Apas with a more solemn look.
When he first met her, he thought the girl had a strange temperament, but he didn't expect that she was actually a demon who could change her shape!
How could Demon Clan sneak into the human world so easily these days?
Chen Lang leaned back in his chair and suddenly said in a straightforward tone, "You are looking for me because your mother is so cold, right?"
These words were like thunder, causing Zu Hengyao's pupils to shrink suddenly, Ethan's face turned pale, and he subconsciously blurted out. "Impossible! Empress Mother Medusa is the top Demon Beast Emperor in Africa, how could it be..."
He stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, because Apas's face instantly turned pale, and his silver-gray pupils were full of shock.
Ethan only realized in hindsight that Apas had never mentioned the death of the snake mother to him!
"You... how do you know?" Apas's fingertips clenched the hem of her skirt tightly, her voice trembling unnoticeably.
Medusa had no intention of concealing the news of the death of Queen Mother within the Snake Clan.
After all, her two sisters have already turned red and are frantically trying to gather members of the Medusa clan, even from remote tribes.
But after all, this is a family matter of the Demon Clan royal family, a secret struggle for power hidden deep in Africa. How could Chen Lang, a human being, know such secrets that even the Human Magic Council may not be able to find out?
Apas's silver-gray pupils suddenly shrank, and her fingertips unconsciously tightened the hem of the velvet skirt, leaving a few light white marks. She pretended to be calm and pursed her lips, but she didn't realize that her slightly trembling shoulder line had already exposed her emotions.
Chen Lang's fingertips tapped lightly on the sandalwood table, and the sound was particularly clear in the quiet office, like a small hammer hitting the tense nerves of Ethan, Zu Hengyao and Apas.
"I know more than that." He raised his eyes and glanced at Apas's pretending to be calm. His tone was a bit casual, but he hit the mark every time. "For example, your visit to the Asian Magic Association this time is not about 'establishing cooperation' at all. You want to ask me to give you protection, and by the way, you can use my power to compete with your two sisters for the position of Medusa's mother queen."
Apas's breathing suddenly stopped, and his chest heaved violently. A hint of panic flashed through his silver-gray pupils first, and he shrank like a frightened baby snake. Then he was covered by a layer of cold and hard guard, and even the ends of his eyes were tinged with a bit of sharp chill.
She subconsciously took half a step back, and the hem of her skirt swept across the carpet, leaving a shallow trace.
Ethan, who was standing beside her, froze even more, and a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his back, sliding down his spine. He clenched the military badge hidden in his sleeve, his knuckles turning white. It was only at this moment that he was shocked to realize that he was not here to "escort a visit", but was clearly involved in the bloody power vortex of the Demon Clan royal family!
What made him even more shocked was that from what Chen Lang meant, Princess Medusa, whom he thought was the "legitimate heir", had such a precarious position within the Snake Clan that she didn't even have basic support from the ethnic group!
"What you said is too arbitrary." Apas took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart. His voice was as cold as ice and he tried to cover up his lack of confidence with a strong tone. "I am here to discuss cooperation with the Asian Magic Association on behalf of the Medusa family. How can I talk about 'fighting for power'? Don't make assumptions out of thin air or ruin the friendship between the two families."
"Cooperation?" Chen Lang sneered, leaning forward slightly, resting his elbows on the table, crossing his fingers against his chin, his eyes as sharp as knives, penetrating Apas's disguise, "Since ancient times, humans and Demon Clan has always been incompatible with fire and water. If you had no other choice, would you put down your body and seek help from a human? Moreover, as soon as your mother died, Snake Clan immediately divided into three factions. Your eldest sister controls the snake and scorpion tribe, and your second sister has the support of the eagle and snake tribe."
He paused, his eyes swept over Apas's pale face, and his tone became more mocking. "And you? Princess Apas, although you are the most favored daughter of the Queen Mother, apart from your pure appearance Medusa bloodline, what capital do you have to compete with them? You have no tribesmen, no military power, and not even an elder who can speak for you. Your so-called 'cooperation' is just a desperate call for help."
Every word was like a heavy hammer hitting Apas's heart, making her face become paler. She never expected that Chen Lang not only knew the news of the Queen Mother's death, but also knew the distribution of factions and internal affiliations within the Snake Clan, as if she had seen Snake Clan's civil strife with her own eyes...