Reincarnated with a lucky draw system - Chapter 378

Chapter 378: GOING UNDER THE RADAR
Nick was infamous for the way he treated ladies like play toys, using them merely to ease his mood or just for the fun of it.

His reputation spread like a dark shadow across the corridors of power, whispered in hushed tones among those who knew of his exploits.

Women were nothing more than fleeting amusements to him, discarded without a second thought, their dignity shattered under his callous whims.

With disgust still etched deeply on her face, her features twisted in a grimace of revulsion, Lilian turned away from the hall.

The bitter taste of the encounter lingered in her mouth, fueling her steps as she left to carry out the orders given by her father, the governor.

The weight of her responsibilities pressed upon her shoulders like an invisible burden, but she moved with determined grace, her robes swishing softly against the polished floors.

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Aaron stood at the edge of the galactic cluster, a vast expanse of swirling stars and nebulae stretching out before him like an infinite tapestry woven from light and shadow.

His mystic eyes glowed with an otherworldly hue, piercing through the cosmic veil as he searched for the strongest beings within the galactic cluster.

The air around him hummed with latent energy, a subtle vibration that made the void feel alive with potential threats and opportunities.

“You are not planning to conquer it yourself, right? Lately, you have been going solo for a while,” Alice said, her voice carrying a note of concern as she stood behind Aaron.

She materialized from a rift connected to the sanctuary, her form elegant and poised, her long hair floating gently in the weightless environment, catching faint glimmers from distant stars.

“Actually, I am. But this time, I’m not planning to consume it thoughtlessly. That’s the reason I requested your help,” Aaron said to Alice.

He turned slightly toward her, his expression calm yet calculated, the faint glow of his eyes reflecting the strategic thoughts racing through his mind.

“What’s that?” Alice asked, tilting her head curiously, her eyes narrowing as she studied his face for clues.

“They are getting close to narrowing down on me. I want to be under the radar while I continue devouring. I wish to stay within sight of my enemies to know their plans,” Aaron explained.

His voice was steady, laced with a quiet intensity that revealed the depth of his scheming.

He gestured vaguely toward the cluster, his hand cutting through the void, stirring faint ripples in the spatial fabric.

“That’s new. You have never cared about blending in,” Alice remarked, a hint of surprise coloring her tone.

She crossed her arms, the fabric of her attire shifting with a soft rustle, her posture reflecting a mix of intrigue and skepticism.

“I have to now. I’m closer than it looks to the sovereign rank, plus I’m closer to the actual powerhouses and enemies at this stage. One slip-up and things will become complicated and annoying, slowing me down,” Aaron replied.

He let out a measured breath, the exhalation visible as a faint mist in the cold expanse, his mind already envisioning the intricate web of alliances and deceptions ahead.

“That so? Then what do you want me to do?” Alice asked, her curiosity piqued, leaning forward slightly as if to draw the plan from him.

“There’s a rumor going around about the celestial devourer that devours planets. I want you to play that role, or play the role of his subordinate while I pretend to stop you,” Aaron explained.

“Playing the noble knight?” Alice quipped, a wry smile tugging at the corners of her lips, her amusement evident in the slight arch of her brow.

“Yes. With that, I should be able to easily gain the favor of those at the top,” Aaron explained further.

His plan unfolded in his thoughts like a carefully orchestrated symphony, each note designed to elevate his position without revealing his true intentions.

“Noted. But I don’t think I can do this alone. I’m not as monstrously strong as you,” Alice admitted, her voice softening with a touch of vulnerability, her hands clenching subtly at her sides.

“The others can help. You just have to be the leader,” Aaron replied reassuringly.

He placed a hand on her shoulder, the contact brief but firm, conveying a sense of shared purpose amid the vast isolation of space.

“Noted,” Alice said, nodding as resolve hardened in her gaze.

With the plans already prepared, they kicked off into motion quickly.

The air crackled with anticipation, the void seeming to pulse in rhythm with their impending actions.

Alice sought the help of Michael, Leo, Maxwell, and the others, aside from Dracula.

She reached out through ethereal channels, her calls echoing across dimensions, summoning allies whose presences materialized like ghosts from the mist.

Controlling space with effortless mastery, Aaron sent them all to the very heart of the galactic cluster.

The warp enveloped them in a cocoon of distorted reality, the journey instantaneous yet disorienting, depositing them where the governor administrator resided amid towering spires of crystalline architecture and the gathered powerhouses of the galactic cluster.

The central hub buzzed with energy, holographic displays flickering with data streams, the air thick with the hum of advanced machinery.

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“Administrator! Some group of people have appeared out of nowhere nearby. We have no information on them, and yet they all look dangerous,” the assistant to the administrator informed urgently.

The assistant burst into the command chamber, his face pale and flushed, sweat beading on his brow under the harsh glow of overhead panels.

His uniform was crisp but rumpled from haste, his voice trembling with alarm.

“The devourers. So they were never one but a group? Prepare our forces at once to intercept and neutralize them. Use all of our manpower. We can never be so sure of their strength,” the administrator ordered.

His voice boomed with authority, masking the undercurrent of dread that tightened his chest.

He rose from his elevated seat, the throne-like structure humming faintly as he paced, his robes billowing like storm clouds.

He gave a series of instructions to his assistant as quickly as he could, his words tumbling out in rapid succession.

Fear of destruction made the situation dire for him, his mind racing with visions of crumbling worlds and shattered defenses, the weight of responsibility crushing like gravitational pull.

Still not convinced that they could pull through and defeat the enemy, the administrator reached out directly to the defense minister of the super cluster, which he was directly under.

His fingers danced over holographic interfaces, sending encrypted signals through the void, desperation fueling the urgency of his plea.

The chamber’s lights dimmed slightly as power diverted to the communication array, casting long shadows that mirrored his growing anxiety.