Glancing at Brown Darkwill, who was not afraid of boiling water, Simond felt deeply unlucky.
He really didn't know the meaning of his master's choice to cooperate with this waste. Even if he needed someone to oppose Lester's usurping power and seeking the country, he could still find a capable guy from Darkwill's bloodline. His master happened to be
I chose Brown Darkwill, a loser who becomes more and more cowardly as he lives. He is useless and has a lot of bad habits.
If he hadn't shouldered a special mission, he would have wanted to kill this ally with his own hands.
The only good thing is that he never counted on Brown, and it can't be said that he was disappointed.
"I'm afraid I can't help the Blood King this time."
As Brown Darkwill's expression changed slightly, Simond's finger pointed at the sand table, but it was the Kingdom of Demacia in the western continent of Valoran.
"What does Lord Simond mean?"
"If I remember correctly, Lord Blood King has secretly planted a lot of wedges in Demacia."
Brown laughed in apology, feeling a little embarrassed when Simond casually exposed his carefully planned layout.
"Hehe, it's just a small trick. It just happens that there are some old guys who are afraid of death and eager to get the gift of blood. I just did it as a favor."
"Whether it's a little trick or a favor, it's time to give the old thing in your mouth a try."
Simond narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly. He was very dissatisfied that Brown was still treating him carelessly until now.
"Jarvan III is too old, and the only prince of Demacia is studying in the Noxus Empire. The nobles of the kingdom are uneasy. No one knows what path Demacia will take under the influence of Noxus.
They were afraid that once the Demacia prince returned, Jarvan IV would become a dictatorial monarch like the Noxus Empire, and they would no longer have any involvement in the kingdom's political power.
A big change is coming, and the hearts of the kingdom are in turmoil. Should Lord Blood King do something?"
Brown Darkwill frowned and lowered his head and thought. In fact, he knew everything Simond said, but how could the old king of Demacia be easy to deal with? It was not only the Dauntless Vanguard who guarded the old king, but also Nok.
The magic crystal warrior guards sent by the Sars Empire had no room for him to interfere.
Even if the demon-forbidden family that leans towards him wants to do something, they are unable to do anything. Unless it is to kill the old king, there is no point in shaking down a few small nobles.
With some calculation in his mind, Brown spoke carefully.
"What your Lord said is true, but after all, Jarvan IV is the lord of a country. Especially in recent years, he has never stepped out of the palace... Otherwise, Lord Simond will send someone to get rid of Jarvan IV first? Then I will
We are 80% certain to disrupt the situation in Demacia, and even let Demacia and us attack the Noxus Empire..."
Simond, however, directly interrupted Brown who was talking eloquently.
"There is no need to go to such trouble. Lord Blood King, why not think about it. In a kingdom where the ban on demons has been implemented for thousands of years, how can the deep-rooted concepts be easily changed?"
Brown's eyes flashed, and his pale and bloodless face gained a strange color.
"Lord Symond is saying?"
Simond smiled faintly.
"People only want to believe what they see. As long as the people of the Kingdom of Demacia know the evil and danger of magic, how can an old king go against the will of the people?
Don’t forget, the reason why the Kingdom of Demacia is established is to protect the refugees who are persecuted by magic. Not only can we not let Jarvan IV die, we must also let him live well and live for a long time.”
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In the eastern part of Shurima continent, adjacent to the Dashai Desert in the north, an ownerless city built on the ruins of an ancient city rose from the ground. It became prosperous in the increasingly chaotic order of the southern continent.
The New Shurima Empire has only been established for less than ten years. Even Azir, the last emperor of the ancient Shurima Empire, who was brilliant and resourceful, worked hard to govern, but now he can only rely on the sand soldiers summoned by the Staff of Yellow Sand to restore order within a hundred miles of the imperial capital.
There is no time to care about other places. To form an army from the imperial capital to assist the Noxus Empire in marching to the void battlefield is already maximizing the use of resources.
In addition, the location of Malvi City is exactly at the northeastern border of the New Shurima Empire. There is a barren desert on both sides of the north and south. Bandits and warlords gather together, and Malvi City has become a place where strength alone speaks.
No matter the zone,
The chaos in Malvi City is famous even in the Shurima continent. There are more than twenty gangs in the inner city alone. Counting the small forces that are attached to the gangs, it can be called
There are definitely hundreds of violent organizations with names.
Because of this, as long as the background is deep enough, even if there are gangs fighting and killing people on the streets in broad daylight, they will not cause any trouble.
"Catch that brat! How dare you ruin my good deeds! I'm going to break his bones inch by inch!!"
As a young man on the roof with his whole head covered with a cloth quickly jumped over the eaves and landed on the adjacent building, a man's angry curse suddenly came from the alley, and then in the narrow alleyway
Four rude men with big muscles and round waists and black wolf heads tattooed on their chests rushed out.
Following closely behind the thugs, a short man with angular eyes and a mustache raised his head and glanced at the direction in which the young man was escaping, and cursed angrily at the leader,
"Why the hell are you still standing there? Go chase it! If you lose what the boss told you, I will skin you!"
"What about your safety?"
"This is our territory, who dares to fight with me! Go quickly!"
"yes!"
Not daring to neglect, the thugs quickly pulled out the long knives from their waists and slammed into the bustling crowd, eliciting screams of surprise.
"Black Wolf knows how to handle things! If you don't want to die, get the hell out of the way!"
Hearing the words 'Black Wolf Society', the pedestrians on the street tensed up and hurriedly hid in the shops on both sides of the street to make way for the vicious gang members. The timid shop owner even opened the door
At the first pass, the company immediately put up a sign of closure and stopped even doing business.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As a notorious medium-sized gang in Malvi City, the Black Wolf Society controls seven streets, acts unscrupulously, and often bleeds and kills.
For those with gang backgrounds, for ordinary residents living nearby, the Black Wolf is an evil force that they cannot afford to offend.
"You two go ahead and cover up that little brat. You go and call more brothers to come over. Bring the wolves and dogs with you. Don't let anyone let him go!"
Arrangements were made quickly, and the most skilled man with a beard took a few steps back, jumped up, and climbed directly to the roof of the building that was two feet high. Looking to the east, he happened to see the disappearing back of the masked boy.
He couldn't help but grin.
"You brat, did you run away?"
The masked boy climbed over a dozen buildings in a row until he escaped to the territory of the Iron Knife Gang, which the Black Wolf Guild could not deal with. Then he found a relatively safe and secluded place and sat against the wall to breathe heavily.
After resting for a few minutes, he looked back behind him. However, the masked boy did not dare to stay any longer. Carrying the cloth bag he had just snatched from the Black Wolf Society, the masked boy followed the planned safe route.
'Climb high and low, change into another set of clothes in the hiding place reserved in advance, and then take off the face covering and turban, revealing a slightly frivolous face, which naturally blends into the street and transforms into a crowd.
one of them.
After walking around for more than half an hour, the boy finally found the toilet with ventilation on both sides. The boy didn't mind that it was dirty. He took a look at the intimidating yellow-brown wall coating and pulled up the roof beam with both hands.
I went up to the second floor of the abandoned toilet.
With the cover of broken walls and floors, there is no secret on the second floor that can be seen from the outside or from below. In addition, the smell of the dry toilet is enough to make even the most sensitive hunting dog find its way to its own place. The boy's face looks as if he has returned home.
Sniffing comfortably,
He knew very well that only this stinking place that no one cared about could make those arrogant bastards forget which hero stabbed them in the eye. He was in the business of losing heads, and he was not the same as himself
The stench is nothing compared to my life.
Sitting down on the small stool, the frivolous boy took out a cloth bag that was worth a lot of money and cushioned it. It seemed to be wrapped in something, and there was no easily distinguishable sound coming from the bag.
"What is it that makes those bastards make such a fuss?"
Finally unable to hold back his curiosity, the boy opened the bag and saw that the thing in the bag was a fist-sized thing wrapped in a ball of cloth.
The young man raised his eyebrows, took out the short knife from his waist and cut open the ball of cloth. Inside the ball of cloth was a crystal ball only the size of a thumb. The crystal ball did not seem to be an extraordinary object. There was something black inside the ball.
The green mist slowly wandered around, sometimes condensing into strange vertical pupils, staring at the boy for a moment and then changing directions, looking extremely scary.
After observing it for a long time, the boy couldn't see any key except for the crystal vertical pupils that kept looking to the west. But what is certain is that if such a rare object is lost, the Black Wolf will never do it this time.
Give up and give up.
"I just don't know if Old Aldin dares to accept this thing... Or we should wait for now. It won't be too late to take action after the limelight has passed."
He casually threw the cloth bag and cloth ball into the brazier. He took out a fire stick and lit the hay in the brazier. After a while, he destroyed these worthless stolen goods. It was obviously not the first time he had done this kind of thing.
Waiting until it was completely dark, the boy put the crystal ball in his pocket and left the abandoned toilet. He carefully observed all the way and walked towards his home.
"Dong dong dong, Satya, I'm back."
With a "squeak" sound, the door was opened by an old woman, and a very familiar smell of dry toilets came to her nostrils. The old woman frowned and glanced at the sparsely populated street calmly, but found nothing.
After an abnormality, the boy made way for him.
The boy locked the door, and the two of them walked up to the room on the second floor one after another without saying anything.
There were still leftover cheese, wheat cakes and dried meat from lunch on the table. After washing his hands in the basin in the corner, the young man sat at the table and started to eat. He looked very hungry.
"You brat, the black wolf in the east of the city would make such a big noise, wouldn't it be you?"
The low-quality grease was burning, exuding an unpleasant odor. This odor was nothing compared to the boy's body odor at the moment. The old woman knew very well that every time the boy was wearing it,
If the stench comes back, it must be something shady and good.
"Sa Diya, I robbed a piece of treasure from Heiwang Club. It doesn't seem to be any ordinary treasure."
Facing the old woman who rescued and took him in, the young man who kept talking had no intention of hiding anything. He took out the crystal ball from the inner pocket of his fastened clothes and rolled it to the other end of the table.
The old woman picked up the crystal ball and took one look at it. Her expression suddenly changed. She did not hesitate to find a box that looked like white jade and put the beads in it. The old woman who put the beads away did not regain her composure, and her voice was still trembling.
"Black Mist Crystal? How could Black Wolf have such a thing?!"
Hearing this, the young man was stunned for a moment, and then his face lit up with joy. He swallowed the contents of his mouth with a gulp of water and wiped his mouth.
"Sadia, do you know what this thing is?"
Noticing that Akshan had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter, Satya took a deep breath and placed the sealed box in her hand on the table.
"This thing comes from the Shadow Island, where the black mist originated. It is an evil crystal used by the dead to communicate over long distances. The black mist crystal also has the function of locating and finding objects... It is not something that living people should be able to access at all.
thing."
The young man named Akshan took a breath of cold air, and the mustache on his lips curled up.
"The place where the black mist originates? Satya, are you talking about the black mist of Soul Eating Night?"
"Yes, since the people of the Black Wolf Society have obtained this thing, I suspect that something evil has already sneaked into this city... Let me ask you, have the eyes in the black mist crystal been fully opened? This answer
It’s a matter of our life and death, so you must answer truthfully.”
Completely different from her usual calm and calm attitude, the old woman had a sinister look on her face at this moment, and her expression was unprecedentedly solemn. This look actually frightened Akshan.
"I, I don't quite understand what you mean. What does it mean to be fully opened?"
Noticing that she was a little out of sorts, the old woman took a deep breath and explained patiently.
"It means whether the black mist in the crystal has turned into a complete round pupil. Once the black mist turns into a round pupil, it means that someone has used another black mist crystal to forcibly lock this crystal. In that case, your appearance
You will be exposed to those evil spirits, and I'm afraid it won't take long for evil spirits to come to your door and turn you into a human being and a ghost."
The longer he listened, the paler Akshan's face became. Although he agreed to Satya's joining the Sentinels of Light and received a complete set of warrior training, he never thought about the evil dead in the story who eat people without spitting out their bones.
One day it will be so close to me.
He wasn't mentally prepared yet.
"There shouldn't be... right? When I looked at it, the eye only had a thin line growing vertically, and it had never been fully opened."
Satya's tone was serious.
"Should? Yes or no?"
Akshan almost cried.
"Who knows if this thing had its eyes opened when I carried it in my pocket? I really don't know."
