Landlord World - Start with SSS talent-Chapter 123: Could it be...?

Alex saw the symbols and images on the wall beginning to move, then gradually converging toward a single point.

The entire collection of symbols and images harmonized together, forming a blinding bright spot.

Suddenly, Alex's intuition urged him to go toward that light. Though he found it difficult to understand, he did not worry.

As his mentor had once said, he was the 'Fate Holder,' the one protected by the goddess of fortune, destined to become the ruler of this world.

That was why he trusted his instincts deeply.

Alex slowly approached, his finger reaching out as though about to touch the light. He could feel a strange energy flowing out from the light.

At that moment, the light suddenly spread out around like a web on the wall. Then, a card appeared in the center before Alex, radiating a blinding golden glow.

Noan, hidden in the shadows, furrowed his brow upon seeing this scene. Vylyss felt the same way, even feeling deeply embarrassed.

It must be known that just moments ago, she had tried to use magic to check every nook and cranny, even the smallest corners of this place.

However, what was happening now felt like a slap to her face.

What was going on? Could it be that her magic had no effect? Impossible!

She would have noticed if her magic had been interfered with by any other magic.

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The important thing was that she hadn't detected any magic around her.

But when Alex arrived, he had immediately and unintentionally activated some form of magic, helping him seize this enormous opportunity.

"Vylyss, hypnotize him!" Noan commanded. Vylyss immediately took action upon hearing the order.

She didn't want to fail again, so this time, she used all of her strength for the hypnosis.

Alex saw the golden card before him and felt joy in his heart. He knew that this was his opportunity.

However, when he reached out to touch the card, a sharp headache suddenly hit him, causing him to frown.

The pain in Alex's head was so intense that he had to use both hands to hold his head, kneeling on the ground.

Vylyss, witnessing this scene, couldn't believe her eyes. It must be known that her hypnosis ability could affect even beings with C-rank abilities.

But now, that ability was being blocked by a human who was even struggling to break free from her hypnotic magic.

"That's enough!" Noan spoke up.

Vylyss, hearing this, gritted her teeth, feeling uncomfortable, but still obeyed Noan's command, withdrawing her hypnosis magic.

Though only five seconds had passed, Alex felt like nearly an hour had passed.

The pain disappeared, and Alex, still on the ground, gasped for breath, feeling as though he had just passed through the gates of hell and returned to the mortal realm.

It was terrifying; what on earth was happening?

Alex's body was drenched in sweat, trembling violently. He tried to control his body, but he couldn't.

Suddenly, Alex remembered something, and he immediately raised his head.

"No!!!"

Alex yelled in anger and distress. The golden-glowing card from earlier had vanished.

Yes, it had disappeared in just five seconds as if it had never appeared.

"No! No! No! What is happening? My opportunity! AAA!!!"

Alex screamed with all his strength as though his throat was about to tear apart.

Noan, hidden in the shadows, watched this scene without showing pity for Alex.

It must be known that without these laws, there would undoubtedly be no fairness.

Even if you were the one to discover the opportunity, if you couldn't hold onto it, someone else would take it from you.

Alex was the 'Fate Holder,' and so was Noan. Between Fate Holders, there would be competition and mutual destruction.

A world cannot have two kings. Perhaps that is what makes the fate of the Fate Holders one of constant conflict with each other.

Noan didn't know the future, so he just wanted to collect as many opportunities from other Fate Holders as possible.

Only when he was strong enough, and the other Fate Holders were weak, could he be safe in this brutal world?

Even though Alex was in despair and suffering, Noan didn't care. If Alex were to take all the opportunities, then in the future, Noan would be the one crying.

A moment later, Alex seemed to regain his composure. He gritted his teeth, feeling that something was not right.

"Could it have been an illusion?" Alex reassured himself.

"Right, it must have been an illusion. How could an opportunity come to me so easily like that?"

Alex tried to use that logic to calm himself. Even so, deep down, he still felt as if his heart were bleeding from the pain.

The opportunity had felt so real as if he were about to reach out and touch it, but then suddenly, an intense pain appeared in his head.

Alex shook his head, took a deep breath, and tried to forget what had happened.

Of course, Noan was pleased to see Alex's despair.

Noan looked at the golden card he had placed inside his 'Storage,' feeling very pleased with himself.

Although he didn't know what this card was or its purpose, it would surely be of great importance if it were Alex's opportunity.

He wouldn't let Alex claim the card even if it had no further use.

Noan didn't rush to check the card; his gaze focused on Alex.

He wanted to see if Alex still had any opportunities left here.

Vylyss, who had also been standing beside Noan in embarrassment, clenched her teeth, focusing all her attention on Alex.

Repeated failures had made Vylyss' mood very unpleasant.

Even the ability she was most proud of—her hypnosis—had lost its effect on Alex, making her feel both embarrassed and angry.

Failing at her strength, what could be more embarrassing than this?

Vylyss would have killed Alex a hundred times over if looks could kill.

At this moment, Alex suddenly shuddered, feeling as though a pair of bloodthirsty, murderous eyes were watching him.

Alex looked around, seeing no one else and nothing unusual.

So, why did he feel such a chill, as though someone was trying to kill him?

Combined with what had just happened, Alex felt this place was strange, especially the black pit before him.

Alex walked closer, peering down into the black pit. It was very dark below; no matter how he looked, he couldn't see anything.

He grabbed a torch fixed to the nearby wall and tossed it into the pit.

Alex stared at the torch, watching it fall before it finally hit the bottom.

"Is that... human bones?"

Alex was startled when he saw the torch lying still amid a pile of human bones.

A cold sensation enveloped his entire body and soul.

However, Alex felt as though something down below was waiting for him.

He frowned, now doubting his intuition.

It must be known that his intuition had helped him escape death many times, so he trusted it deeply.

However, just one time, his intuition was wrong, and he started to doubt it.

Yes, it was just now when he saw the golden card.

In reality, he wasn't sure if his intuition had been wrong.

But if he accepted that his intuition was correct, he would have lost a huge opportunity.

This made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Alex hesitated for a long time, then stepped up to the pit's edge.

"Dammit! This time, I'm sure it won't be wrong."

Alex grabbed a torch, slowly climbing along the pit's wall. Luckily, the wall had deteriorated after months of decay, leaving tiny holes.

He placed his feet into these holes to slowly climb to the bottom.

The pit wasn't very deep, only about ten meters, so Alex quickly reached the bottom.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

As Alex placed his foot down, cracking bones echoed, making him shudder.

Of course, he knew exactly what he had just stepped on. After all, this pit was filled with human bones—what else could he step on?

Alex tried to calm himself, trusting his instincts, and made his way toward the center of the pit.

The pit wasn't large, so the light from the torch allowed him to see nearly the entire area.

At that moment, he saw a small stone pedestal in the middle of the pit, with marks on it as though something had been placed there but was now gone.

Alex looked at the marks, which resembled the impression of a small box that had been taken, and a sense of unease rose within him.

"Could it be...?"