Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 326

Chapter 326: They Must Despair!

Maximilian scrolled through the post with slow movements. He muttered to himself, almost dismissively. "Pretty standard... whining about defamation. Claiming justice will be served in the courts."

He leaned back in his plush sofa, cigar smoke curling lazily around his face. Of course, they’ll sue. He knew that already, having practically invited it with the last move. None of them was one bit scared of the courts.

Courts were meant to hold the poor responsible, to force them into line, to remind them of their place. For the powerful, though... the court was merely another tool, another ally. The judges were friends, the verdicts having already fallen in their favor before the opening statements were read.

The other leaders nodded in agreement, murmuring similarly. This was expected. Calculated. Nothing to rattle them.

Then Maximilian’s eyes widened. A flicker of something unanticipated crossed his gaze. The final lines...

To our supporters, know this: we are not cowards. We are not fragile. We are not so easily intimidated.

Valhalla’s Sinners will not bow.

Our next stream goes live soon. We’ll see you there.

He blinked once, twice. Then he exchanged a glance with Harold Veyne. Anton Krieger. Elise Dupré. Lionel Hawke. The silence in the room felt almost tangible before...

"Bahaha!"

They erupted into laughter.

"They’ll do what?" Harold wheezed between two bursts. "Go live? After everything we’ve thrown at them?"

Anton slapped his knee. "They’ll be downvoted into oblivion. Their chats will be flooded with haters. It’ll be the shitfest of the century."

Elise’s lips curled in a dangerous grin. "This reeks of desperation. You’ll see them begging their viewers for a second chance. Groveling and floundering, doing anything to reverse the course."

Maximilian’s own laughter rolled through the lounge like a tide. He clasped his hands together with the cigar still glowing between his fingers. "Glorious," he said. "We’ll watch it together. Every second. This... this is going to be exquisite. I can’t wait to see that boy finally lose control of the future."

The others leaned in eagerly, glasses in hand, predatory eyes gleaming. The air of triumph and decadence was suddenly charged with anticipation. Maximilian’s grin stretched wide, a predator on the verge of the hunt, as he prepared to watch the Sinners’ next move unfold.

They each navigated their media platforms in their minds to their stream, which was only seconds away from going live.

As the seconds stretched, their old hearts began pounding. This was an important move for ChronosX as well. The conference they published had garnered even more attention than they believed; many eyes were not only on the response of Valhalla’s Sinners but also on ChronosX in general. People who didn’t care one bit about the awakened porn industry were now keenly watching the developments as well. If played well, ChronosX could use the publicity to expand its reach even further.

Finally, after what felt like an entire minute but in reality was only five seconds, the feed went live.

The first thing Maximilian heard made him freeze mid-chuckle:

"Cheers!"

Glasses clinked together.

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