However, when the fool smiled at the door, almost all the prisoners saw his grinning mouth and crazy eyes.
The noisy prison suddenly became extremely quiet in the next moment.
Just when the Noxian soldiers escorting the fool realized that something was wrong, the prisoners who had suddenly become quiet for a moment suddenly started to scream louder like crazy.
Different from the previous swearing of allegiance, the prisoners who shouted again were extremely excited. Their faces were crimson, their eyes were bulging, and there was no logic in their words. Some even started to grab the ground with their heads.
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Sensing that something was wrong, the two Noxian soldiers dragging the fool quickly reached out and grabbed the weapons at their waists.
However, the fool who was being dragged by them twisted his joints in an unnatural way, and with a flick of his wrist, he took out a small knife.
The knife was not sharp, but it was such a dull knife that it easily bypassed the protection of the armor and pierced the necks of the two Noxian soldiers - the two elite soldiers did not even have time to let out a muffled sound.
Humph, he fell down softly.
Withdrawing the knife, the fool hummed a tuneless tune with satisfaction. She twisted her neck, raised her hands high like an actor taking a curtain call, and stood at the door of the prison and turned around.
"Come and dance!" He clapped his hands above his head, and the crisp applause seemed to penetrate time and space, "Dance, dance, don't stop!"
All the prisoners, no matter what their status, what crime they were charged with, or how long they had been in the prison, after hearing the applause, they all started a morbid dance as if they had been given an order.
Although no one applauded in the same rhythm as this idiot, as his clapping frequency became faster and faster, the prisoners' dance did become more and more crazy.
At first, the prisoners' dancing was just as mechanical as puppets, and each one looked stiff and abnormal; but as the clapping speed became faster and faster, their dancing finally gradually became crazy.
In this high-intensity, inhuman dance, the prisoners began to slobber and bleed from their mouths - when the Noxian soldiers outside discovered the problem and hurriedly notified Swain and rushed to the scene, this
All the prisoners in the cell had died in this extremely crazy dance.
The next moment, Lamer's devil eyes appeared at the entrance of the cell.
This fool, who in the eyes of other prisoners only knew how to play with dolls, finally put down his hand.
There were no more begging for mercy and wailing, and the whole cell was silent, with only a dry laughter echoing.
"Hahaha!"
It seemed that the corners of this fool's mouth were split because he was smiling so happily. He raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the devil's eyes staring at him in mid-air.
"The dog's nose is so clever!" He maintained the smile on his face, and his tone seemed to be telling an old friend he had not seen for a long time a recent joke, "It's a pity that you are late again!"
As he spoke, he raised his right hand and made a very impolite gesture towards Lamer's Demon Eye - before a force of gravity pulled him towards Swain, he raised the dirty sword again.
The rusty knife was inserted into his throat without hesitation.
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When Swain arrived at the scene, there were only horrific corpses on the ground.
Without exception, the faces of these deceased people all had obviously morbid smiles, as if they were crazy and confused at the last moment of their lives.
As for the guy who insulted Lamer at the last moment, when he fell, his eyes were still wide open and filled with ridicule.
Vaguely, Swain felt Lamer's anger.
"He committed suicide?" Swain glanced at the cell full of corpses and frowned, "Found nothing?"
"Cunning bastard, he gave up another body." There was undisguised anger in Lamer's tone, "But...it's not without gain. As long as he leaves traces, he will not escape my pursuit."
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"Chasing?" Swain was a little surprised, "Does demons also have goals?"
"Of course." Lamer smiled, "Demons always have their own pursuits, and I am no exception - just like you for Noxus."
"This is different." Swain turned his head and stopped looking at the mess on the ground, "It's completely different."
"Maybe it can be the same, maybe?" The devil's eyes dissipated, and the black crow appeared on his shoulder again at some point, "How about making a deal? You help me find him - or his traces -
—I'll help you deal with the people you want to deal with."
"Sounds good." Swain strode out of the cell, "But are you planning on recommending your Devil's Hand?"
"Things like that are not worth caring about." The crow flapped its wings and seemed to be in a better mood. "You have proven your own potential, mortal."
"Then, I need to know who he is and why you are chasing him." Swain obviously had his own ideas. "It is too dangerous to make a deal with you without knowing anything about it."
"He is also a demon." As if he was certain that Swain would definitely agree to the deal this time, Lamer generously shared this secret, "We usually call him Sacco, the demon of delirium."
"Delirium..." Swain moved his ears to catch the traces, chewing the word carefully, "It's really interesting, delirium - chaotic madness?"
"That's right."
"Then what can I do?" Swain asked. "Capture a demon? I can't do that."
"No one can catch Sacco." He snorted, "But as long as I understand everything about him, he will become a part of me."
If you know everything about Shaco, can you devour him?
Upon hearing this, many thoughts subconsciously flashed through Swain's mind - could it be said that this is the way the demons compete within themselves?
Does Insight and Devouring only work on hidden demons, or does it work on all demons?
If it's the former, does that mean that Tam's way of devouring other demons is true devouring?
Thinking of this, Swain suddenly thought of some legends about demons circulating in Noxus - there seems to be a demon that represents fear?
Then if this demon of fear wants to devour other demons, doesn't it just need to make other demons afraid?
At this moment, Swain thought of a lot.
However, on the surface, he remained calm, and even the pace of leaving did not change at all.
"Let me think about it." Swain said calmly, "When I go to see Darius' brother, we can have a good talk."