The underground space under the pale clock tower implements the cold and simple style of Night Blade. The cold-toned wall tiles and dark passages extending in all directions make the secret stronghold under the clock tower more like a large dungeon, with secret passages connecting the outer city.
There are several key areas that even ordinary Night Blade members are not eligible to know.
According to Morris, if killers cannot adapt to the loneliest and darkest environment, even the sharpest dagger will be easily broken. Night is the best protective color... and this is what Lester taught him.
Walking among the underground buildings that incorporate its own design concepts, Lester feels a bit strange.
It sounds a bit like being a middle-aged man. Surrounded by a group of dangerous guys with cold and cruel temperament, Lester felt like an underground king who controlled the gray world.
From his point of view, this kind of role positioning is no different from the rat king in the ditch. In other words, ordinary people look at it as majestic. In America, those who are truly called kings always have their own legal private armed forces.
The manor and the Shihao chaebol, who can influence the situation in parliament and sell missiles and tanks all over the world, will never be a gangster boss who dares not even see the light of day.
Compared with the latter, the 'underground king' of the former is like a baby holding a sand shovel and building sand castles on the beach. When a hurricane blows over, he and the shovel will disappear from the world.
This time I came to the stronghold of the Pale Clock Tower not only to meet the grown-up Shaco, to test Shaco's ability as a killer with a special task, but also to accept the oath of allegiance from the latest generation of Night Blade members.
Since Lester left the Emerald Territory and went to Ionia, the new generation of Night Blade members have been unable to become core members because they were unable to hold allegiance ceremonies, and their number has also increased. After all, Morris knows that during this period, the Demon
The face lord is disguised by Ji Si, so naturally he will not let the killers who belong to Lester be loyal to a fake master.
Starting from the most outstanding first-generation Night Blade, the Night Blade currently under full control of Morris has developed to four generations. Except for the first generation personally selected by Lester, because it is too harsh, each generation has
The core members of Night Blade usually have no more than ten people. In Night Blade, what limits the number of people is never the rules, but the right talents.
In other words, every core member of Night Blade is a ruthless character selected from thousands of people. Not only does his personal background and personal ability need to be examined, but he must also be alone before joining. Every one of them must be able to go.
The guy who plays the main character in a certain orphanage.
"...Master, Demacia's envoys have been very active recently. They have secret contacts with the Kingdom of Northland and the Principality of Valoran. The specific reason for the contact is still unknown. They have done this very secretly.
It is difficult for our people to obtain accurate information without alerting them all."
Lester calmly observed Morris, who was half a body behind him.
Morris, who is deliberately bearded and wearing loose black cloth boots, looks like a harmless middle-aged man in his forties. Although he has a family of his own, Morris still puts the focus of his life on the front of the night.
In terms of the management and operation of the blade, the man who rarely participated in the battle personally did not stop practicing and exercising, and his body contained more terrifying power than before.
A loyal and reliable man - this is Leicester's evaluation of Morris, and then he thought of Hector's situation.
Logically speaking, Hector, who had been taking large doses of the paralyzing hallucinogenic toxin Yuezibai, should have been buried long ago due to the consequences of organ failure, but now he is still alive and kicking and fighting with his nephew. This can already explain a lot.
question.
Although there is no convincing evidence yet, high-purity magic steel equipment seems to have a benign effect on the human body after a long period of killing. People who enter the 'boiling blood' state and then break free have more obvious physical improvements.
It seems that the injuries are likely to heal. The side effects are currently unknown, but overall, it is a good thing for killers who are often in the midst of life and death.
Perhaps the orichalcum itself, which is produced using the souls absorbed by the red runes, also has the effect of absorbing souls and strengthening the user?
If so, how high does the purity of orichalcum need to be? Is it more efficient to strengthen the sword or the armor? To what extent can it be strengthened by killing an adult?
Regarding this conjecture, Lester kept it in mind and was about to let Christol verify it. It happened that there was another group of northern mountain barbarians imprisoned in the dungeon who were unwilling to participate in the gladiatorial battle.
"Demacia would rather trade their treasured Demacian steel to us than give us the high-purity forbidden magic stone, but the high-purity forbidden magic stone has appeared in the mercenary guild of the Kingdom of Gran.
Used to catch slaves, I think this can already explain a lot of problems. Our neighbors to the west were not idle when they were fighting in Noxus. Sometimes they can do a lot of things without having to take action personally."
Lester sneered.
"A weak Noxus is the best Noxus for Demacia. Noxus's desire for expansion and aggressiveness are too strong, and it has already caused dissatisfaction from neighboring countries. Don't look at it.
The Principality of Valoran usually calls itself a servant state. If there is a chance, the Principality of Valoran will definitely not mind giving the Immortal Fortress a blow. The opportunity to beat a drowned dog is rare. By then, not only the Principality of Valoran, but also the Kingdom of Northland and
I’m afraid the Kingdom of Gran will get a share of the pie.”
Morris naturally understood this.
"So, the master used Valorant, the representative of the hawks in the Principality of Valoran, as the test target, and asked Shaco to remove the representative of the Young Faction to warn the Principality of Valoran not to have second thoughts."
"Yes, I think the weight of a big noble family head is enough to make those sheep in the Principality of Valoran understand the truth."
"A sheep with horns is still a sheep. Don't try to tease a tiger's beard, because that is a price they cannot bear."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Arriving in the hall, fifteen fifth-generation night blade killers are waiting in simple plain clothes. Many of them have obvious marks on their faces.
He looked tired, obviously he had just rushed back from the field.
Sacco and his uncle stood in the corner, and when they saw Lester, they knelt down and saluted at the same time.
"Owner!"
"Get up."
"yes."
It wasn't until Lester spoke that the uncle and nephew stood up. Sako quietly glanced at his uncle from the corner of his eye. Sure enough, his uncle had a serious face and no smile on his face.
Without speaking, Lester just sat silently on the high seat, memorizing the faces of the fifteen Blades of Night members with serious eyes.
In fact, he remembers the name and face of every core killer of Night Blade,
Although Leicester left the affairs to Morris to manage, he was not unsuspecting. At least if Morris wanted to betray, he had enough means to let the killers send their beloved teacher to his final death. Of course,
This kind of insurance method did not exist at all when Morris was still loyal, and it was a manifestation of 'complete trust'.
The effectiveness of cult of personality when used properly cannot be measured by thought.
"Now, offer your absolute loyalty to your supreme master in this life, Lord Lester!"
In the solemn voice of Morris, fifteen people knelt down on one knee, lowered their heads, and held up their hands.
"Swear loyalty to Lord Leicester to the death!"
After stepping off the throne, Lester took out a dark red sword-shaped metal nameplate that looked like blood jade from Morris's hand.
The unique magic steel identity plate was placed in everyone's hands by Lester, along with words of encouragement.
From this moment on, their destiny will undergo earth-shaking changes.
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I just finished coding, and there is really no inventory at all QAQ, and I still owe four more chapters to be updated.
