"God is a blazing fire, and his wrath is coming, and the end of the Emerald Territory is coming..."
"I heard the voice of God! God's messenger is coming soon! Repent quickly! Only believers will not be condemned, and sinners will be buried in the lake of fire and brimstone!"
"It's Lord Leicester! He committed a big crime! He angered the gods! The Emerald Territory should not have sent troops to invade other countries! We should all repent! Margaret and Alice, who led the troops and caused the killing, should be convicted
The tyrants! In addition to disaster, what else have they brought to us? The army commander should be General Epsol, the true patron saint of the Emerald Territory!"
"The Emerald Territory should be a stable and peaceful territory. We should not start a war at all! Look, how many people have lost their husbands and sons. We should seriously consider the future of the Emerald Territory... Guardian of the Nocmooch Plains
Those barbarians should not be those barbarians from Noxus! Those barbarians only know how to kill and destroy!"
"The messenger of God is here! He will be here soon! His name is Simond, and he shoulders the responsibility of judgment!"
I don’t know when, rumors of one kind or another began to spread among the citizens of the Emerald Territory. Although most people scorned these rumors and regarded them as the nonsense of a bunch of fanatics, and chose to stay away from them, but the military forces that followed
Mobilization and martial law have made most people understand that this matter is not that simple. Especially after certain rumors are gradually confirmed, more and more people fall into unrest, and violence and criminal incidents begin to increase significantly. In the darkness,
All the monsters and monsters stuck their heads out, and everyone wanted to sew their mouths shut to make themselves mute.
With this restlessness, undercurrents that had long been dissatisfied with Noxus began to move. There were Mombians who wanted to restore Nocmooch and drive away all Noxians, as well as other countries and
The secret organizations of the forces want to seek their own interests in this turmoil, and there are even organized groups that want to subvert the Emerald Territory, a powerful independent territory, and a state within a state that poses a threat to all forces.
In the inner city of Fidelite, the government hall, a heavily guarded confidential room.
The nearly forty-year-old General of the Fidelite City Guards and the Commander of the Shadow Crossbowmen Corps, Epsol, was sitting on the leather sofa with a frown on his face, a middle-aged man and an old man with wrinkles on his face.
Harold, the Archon of the Emerald Territory, sat opposite each other. On the table between the two of them were pieces of troublesome information. The most frightening thing was the secret message sent by the Blade of Night.
Epsol, who was roasted on the fire by some people with ulterior motives, was not afraid of people saying that he was communicating with the Mombia Restorers, because his loyalty has always been unquestionable. As long as the Lord of the Emerald Territory and Margaery
If you trust him, he will never be in any danger.
What's more, in order to prove that he had nothing to do with the Restorers, he also took the initiative to arrest some Mombians who surfaced and imprisoned them in the dungeon. Anyone who is not a fool can understand that this kind of dirty little trick is completely useless.
He is useless, and it is even more impossible to threaten his family. He has already moved his family to the fortress castle in the inner city, which is regarded as both a hostage and a trust. This can be regarded as the supreme privilege of the powerful people in the Emerald Territory.
Everyone in the fortress will be unconditionally protected by the Blade of Night.
No one wants to try to kidnap or rebel in the Night Blade's lair, unless they want to experience the feeling of life being worse than death.
The 'Holy General of the Restorer of Mombia', the 'Church of the Night Goddess' who believes in evil gods and likes to carry out dark sacrifices, or the 'Blade Herald', a thieves organization formed by people at the bottom, are all small problems. The Blade of the Night has already mastered these.
Most of the minions' intelligence can eliminate the threat at any time through violent suppression or assassination, so there is nothing to fear.
If other rumors can be eliminated through comfort and suppression, the information from the Blade of Night really made Epsol feel numb.
This is a problem that even the perverts of Night Blade cannot solve.
"The man named 'Simmond' took a boat from the border village and headed westward, heading towards Fidelite along the Black Iron River... With a body of two and a half meters, he could easily lift a large ship like a Titan.
He healed hundreds of injured patients along the way, made flesh grow from the bones, enabled the lame to walk on the ground, and enabled the blind to see...
The original few followers have expanded into thousands of followers, more than half of whom are believers who have received healing miracles. This group of believers began to believe in the so-called "God of Justice" and advocated launching wars to judge injustice.
Lord Lester...I have to say, all this is really crazy."
Epsol sighed, put down his right hand and clicked on the letter.
"The problem now is that Lord Leicester has disappeared, and the main force of the Emerald Army has also been taken out by General Margaret and General Alice. If we want to forcefully kill the so-called 'Angel', we can only rely on Emerald alone."
It may be difficult for someone with the extraordinary power to do this. At present, only Lady Xina can hope to defeat this so-called envoy, and Lady Xina happens to be playing the role of a lord at the moment. Once Xina
What accident happened when the Lord was defeated..."
"Then the Jade Territory is over. The lord has no heirs. No matter who is in power, the Jade Territory will fall apart."
Harold gave a brief summary in a hoarse, dry voice.
"Yes, the forces that want to subvert the Emerald Territory will never let go of this opportunity, so we are in big trouble."
After a while of silence, Harold whispered.
"The key is that Simond's power is unknown. If he is really a judge sent by the so-called gods, then his strength will definitely be enough to deal with the Emerald Territory."
"General Epsol, I'm afraid we can't do anything...Only Lady Xina can make the final decision on this matter."
"What you said is right, so I decided to eradicate those idiots who are ready to move before Simond comes. Unfortunately, the leader of the Mombia Restorationists has a little relationship with you. This is also the main reason why I came to you.
The reason is, if I didn’t understand your loyalty, I would have thought that you were controlling the rebels behind the scenes.”
"Really? I'm used to it."
"It is precisely because of this that Night Blade always pays attention to you."
"Thank God for not killing me."
at the same time,
In the underground fortress of the Shining Silver Mountains, Misha, who was not yet ready to officially appear, was wiping the fire talisman blade. The next moment, Xina wearing a magic steel mask pushed the door open and entered.
"Sister, we are in trouble."
"What trouble can be more serious than the lord of the Emerald Territory disappearing for no reason."
Misha put down the Fire Talisman Blade on the table with a wry smile, and watched her sister place a secret letter in front of her.
"This is the news that Morris just sent. Sister, please take a look. If I guess correctly, this is a visitor from heaven."
