Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 457

Chapter 457: A Man Who Can’t Look Away

They kept walking.

The clang of boots on metal echoed uneasily as Kaiden and the women stepped deeper into the cavern. Slaves tending the fields began noticing them one by one. Heads turned. Movements slowed.

Then came the fear.

Some stumbled back, dropping tools. Others froze mid-motion, staring wide-eyed at the bloodied Elise being dragged along.

Was this punishment? Retribution? Or execution?

No one knew. Terror rippled through the workers.

Mothers pulled children behind them. Men stepped instinctively in front of the weak. All of them trembled.

Whispers spread, wondering just what was going on with panicked voices.

And the livestream chat exploded.

- Princeless Princess: What the hell is this?! Jesus Christ, are those slaves?! In 21st-century America?!

- Thirsty247: I thought ChronosX were professional clowns, but nah. I see nothing funny here. This is messed up beyond words. Is this even real, or am I dreaming?!

- Kaiden’s Wife: How long has this travesty been going on?!?! I can’t even look without tearing up; my heart contorts just by looking!

- Lapdog of the Empress: Holy guacamole. Ladies, I just shat my pants.

- Lady Leia: ... Now I understand why Kaiden stormed that building. If he knew this was here... the noble heart of the Blood Knight couldn’t take sitting still!

Her message was highlighted and lingered on-screen longer than others’, thanks to being promoted to the moderator role by Sarah, also known as Princeless Princess. The three fangirls, including Kaiden’s Wife, real name Emilia, had their messages stand out.

And thanks to this highlight, the atmosphere in the chat abruptly changed.

The audience, who had moments ago been divided, some calling Kaiden insane, some calling him a criminal, saw it. Truly saw it.

Men and women chained to plows. Children hauling heavy baskets of grain while standing on sickly, thin legs. The sight before their eyes was a human atrocity, plain and simple.

- Thirsty247: He broke the law. Yeah. But if he didn’t do anything? That would’ve been worse. That would’ve made him an accomplice.

- Princeless Princess: Hmph! I told you @everyone! You called him a madman, but THIS? If he knew... what kind of a man could just walk away? Certainly not our Kaiden Grey and his loyal Sinners!!!

- Lady Leia: If justice won’t act, then someone has to. Even if it’s illegal.

And the world agreed.

In homes, apartments, and dorm rooms, millions of people leaned forward despite the show going on inside their minds. There was no screen they could lean closer to.

Even the little boy watching from his couch with a bowl of vegetables forgotten in his lap felt his pulse quicken. This wasn’t a dungeon raid. This wasn’t entertainment.

This was a reckoning.

And their once-uncertain hero, who might’ve gone mad or thought he was above the law, became suddenly something else in their eyes:

A brave man who refused to look away.

And then, something moved.

From the fields, towering metal silhouettes stirred. Their eyes lit up in pale, eerie blue.

Golems.

Six of them, each forged from steel and mana-crystal, heavy as tanks and carved with runes. Instruments not of protection but control and destruction, ordered to protect their masters by keeping the slaves in order.

They turned toward Kaiden’s group. Their arm-blades unfolded with sharp, metallic shrieks. One stepped forward.

Then they all did.

Kaiden took a step ahead of the others, placing himself on the path of collision with these magical murder machines.

His five companions mirrored him in a crescent formation.

Calypso let Elise drop like trash onto the steel floor. Her lips curled into a delighted grin as she reached back and unhooked her demonic axe.

Luna inhaled once. Lightning crackled to life around her hand, shaping into the storm-forged blade that birthed her fan-favorite title, The Stormblade.

Nyx raised her hand, and her fingers were already moving akin to those of a composer with threads of space folding and twisting between them like invisible strings.

Bastet’s golden eyes narrowed. Solar fire ignited across her palms; not mere flame, but burning sunlight condensed into heat so intense it warped the air.

Aria planted her crescent staff down with a soft metallic clink. Silver-white light danced along its curve like moonlit mist before a battle cry.

And at the front, the Paragon of Sin raised his gauntleted hand.

From the Blood Monarch’s Gauntlet, dark crimson liquid seeped forth. It was not merely dripping like a broken faucet, but outright moving as if it had a will of its own.

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