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My Living Shadow System Devours To Make Me Stronger

Chapter 833 - 834: Broker · Nov 08, 2026

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801 Chapter 801 - 802: Minion Formation 2026-11-08
802 Chapter 802 - 803: Kindness Is Cheap 2026-11-08
803 Chapter 803 - 804: Hollow Stillborn 2026-11-08
804 Chapter 804 - 805: Nothing Personal 2026-11-08
805 Chapter 805 - 806: The Witness 2026-11-08
806 Chapter 806 - 807: Hollow Saint 2026-11-08
807 Chapter 807 - 808: Self Determination 2026-11-08
808 Chapter 808 - 809: Evils Unleashed 2026-11-08
809 Chapter 809 - 810: Metamorphosis 2026-11-08
810 Chapter 810 - 811: Time 2026-11-08
811 Chapter 811 - 812: All His Prisoners 2026-11-08
812 Chapter 812 - 813: New Outcome 2026-11-08
813 Chapter 813 - 814: River 2026-11-08
814 Chapter 814 - 815: Two Children 2026-11-08
815 Chapter 815 - 816: A Book 2026-11-08
816 Chapter 816: Too Early And Too Late 2026-11-08
817 Chapter 817 - 818: Builders 2026-11-08
818 Chapter 818 - 819: Yari The Chained City 2026-11-08
819 Chapter 819 - 820: Are You A King 2026-11-08
820 Chapter 820 - 821: Chosen 2026-11-08
821 Chapter 821 - 822: Weak Links 2026-11-08
822 Chapter 822 - 823: Relic Of His Greatest Failure 2026-11-08
823 Chapter 823 - 824: Old Habits Die Hard 2026-11-08
824 Chapter 824 - 825: Third Party 2026-11-08
825 Chapter 825 - 826: Sixteen Percent 2026-11-08
826 Chapter 826 - 827: Ontological 2026-11-08
827 Chapter 827 - 828: Pettiness 2026-11-08
828 Chapter 828 - 829: Too Many Losing Heroines 2026-11-08
829 Chapter 829 - 830: Echoing Words 2026-11-08
830 Chapter 830 - 831: Yari 2026-11-08
831 Chapter 831 - 832 Chain Brand 2026-11-08
832 Chapter 832 - 833: Prison City 2026-11-08
833 Chapter 833 - 834: Broker 2026-11-08
834 Chapter 834 - 835: Cult 2026-11-08
835 Chapter 835 - 836: New Order In The Cracks 2026-11-08
836 Chapter 836 - 837: Finesse 2026-11-08
837 Chapter 837 - 838: Black Crow Base 2026-11-08
838 Chapter 838 - 839: New Evil 2026-11-08
839 Chapter 839 - 840: Systematic Take Over 2026-11-08
840 Chapter 840 - 841: New Shadow 2026-11-08
841 Chapter 841 - 842: Vor’thal Abyss Devourers 2026-11-08
842 Chapter 842 - 843: A Hopefully Ideal 2026-11-08
843 Chapter 843 - 844: Alone 2026-11-08
844 Chapter 844 - 845: Reunion 2026-11-08
845 Chapter 845 - 846: Shamed 2026-11-08
846 Chapter 846 - 847: Collateral Damage 2026-11-08
847 Chapter 847 - 848: Casual Revelation 2026-11-08
848 Chapter 848 - 849: Final Rebellion 2026-11-08
849 Chapter 849 - 850: Branded Elite Layer 2026-11-08
850 Chapter 850 - 851: Elixir Of Pseudo Immortality 2026-11-08

Chapter 833: Chapter 834: Broker

His admiration for Seraph Null’s cruelty aside, they still needed a place to rest and a base of operations.

”Normally, if this were Aetherus, an inn would suffice.”

Still, he turned his head, scanning the streets. There had to be some place offering lodging. His stomach grumbled softly.

Then a louder rumble followed.

He paused. That one was not his.

He turned slightly and caught Sithara raising her eyebrows, eyes wide in embarrassment.

Her face reddened until it was almost crimson.

”I... I...” She lowered her head, muttering, ”Just... hungry...”

Damon smiled faintly.

”Suppose the neatest place to gather information would be a tavern.”

Lazarak nodded in agreement.

”Let us ask the locals here for directions.”

Damon shook his head.

”They would eat you alive in a place like this. We already have eyes on us. The idea is to—”

He reached out suddenly, shadows surging from the walls, grabbing a man from a nearby alley by the neck and slamming him against the wall.

”And ask them for directions.”

Damon turned to the man and released his Omen of Dread.

The man’s legs went weak. Before he could even scream, he soiled himself.

Damon grimaced briefly, then reshaped the shadows around the man into jagged spikes that hovered inches from his skin.

”Which way to the nicest place I can get a meal. Lie and you die.”

The man gulped.

He had not even done anything yet. He had merely been following them, like everyone else. At most, he would have demanded mana cores for directions or robbed them if they were weak.

Business as usual.

Who knew he had provoked a fiend.

With trembling fingers, he pointed.

”That way. Several turns to the left. The Nude Virgin is the place.”

Damon nodded.

The shadows pulled inward with a sickening crunch, devouring flesh and blood alike.

A low system chime echoed.

[You have slain Kiea]

His hunger eased slightly.

”I already told you. If you lie, you die.”

Damon turned his head to the other side.

A second man, hidden within the shadows, was dragged forward as the darkness solidified around him like a shroud, hauling him toward Damon.

”You have the same condition. Lie and you die.”

Damon sang the words lightly.

The man broke instantly, spilling everything he knew without hesitation. When he finished, Damon tossed him aside, letting him collapse onto the street.

Sithara followed close behind Damon. Then she reached out and held his hand.

Damon frowned down at her, but she did not seem bothered in the slightest.

”How did you know the first guy was lying?”

Damon knew, of course. He had lived that life.

”I grew up on streets like this. I know how lowlifes act. After all, I was one.”

Sithara smiled up at him.

”I don’t think you’re a lowlife. You’re our king.”

Damon smiled and shook his head, saying nothing.

”Great, I’m a king without a kingdom.” he finally added.

The tavern called the Nude Virgin stood on a busy street. It was cleaner than the areas they had passed through, but only marginally so.

As soon as Damon entered, eyes turned toward him. Everyone pretended not to stare.

His expensive armor was a dead giveaway, but both he and Matia carried enough menace to discourage sudden greed.

He scanned the room before his gaze settled on a lone man sitting in a corner.

Damon took a seat across from him. Sithara and her brother followed, sitting beside him, with Lazarak taking a seat shortly after.

Damon gestured to one of the servers, a large man missing an arm.

”A drink for my friend here.”

The man sitting alone smiled.

”What do you want, friend?”

Damon’s expression remained calm.

”What’s your going rate?”

The man shrugged.

”Depends. What are you asking?”

Lyn and Sithara did not understand what was happening. Lazarak, however, had some idea.

This man was an information broker.

How Damon knew was unclear even to Lazarak.

”For now,” Damon said, ”tell me how the guards operate.”

”Heheh.”

The man took a sip of the drink the server brought.

Lyn followed suit, took a taste of the alcohol, and nearly choked from the bitter burn.

Sithara reached for her drink, but Damon quietly took it away. After a moment of hesitation, he reached into his shadow storage and pulled out a cup of tamberry juice, setting it in front of her.

She pouted visibly.

”That’ll be three rank three cores,” the man said. ”Nothing much, since you’re new in town.”

Damon narrowed his eyes.

”Three rank one cores. You’ll take it. This is public knowledge.”

”Two rank, two cores,” the man countered.

Damon crossed his arms.

”One rank, one core. Shall I go lower?”

The man smiled.

”You drive a hard bargain, friend.”

He leaned closer, lowering his voice. The smell of burned herbs lingered on his breath.

”The power hierarchy of Yari is complicated. But broken down, it’s simple.”

Damon nodded slowly.

”Go ahead.”

The man opened his palms expectantly.

Damon glanced at Sithara. She reached into her pouch and handed over a rank one core.

The man smiled, voice low.

”The Chain knights are above the gate guards. Elite guards with fanatical devotion, Chosen for loyalty, not talent.”

He covered his mouth slightly.

”The Archivists are the record keepers. Espionage. Information gathering. They record sins, crimes, defiance levels. They decide punishments after the fact. Bastards are the eyes and ears of Yari.”

His voice dropped further.

”You never see them. But they see you.”

The broker looked more afraid of them than anything else. Damon glanced briefly at his brand. That was likely how they gathered information.

”Next are the Wardens. High enforcers with semi divine authority. They live in the deepest layers. The king of the chained people is one of them.”

He swallowed.

”And lastly, Seraph Null himself. Ruler of the realm. Resident of the Black Spire.”

Damon nodded.

He slowly pulled out a rank three core. It was large, glowing softly with dense energy.

”Tell me something interesting, and I’ll make it worth your while.”

His smile sharpened.

”If it’s boring, you die.”

He leaned forward slightly.

”Do you accept?”

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