The seventh sequence of mages guard the internal exit of the Shadow Realm passage, and the first sequence of mages guard the external exit of the Shadow Realm passage. Through subsequent analysis, Lux has confirmed that Black Rose has some kind of conspiracy against the Shadow Realm.
, in this case, all she can do is to strengthen her vigilance.
After all, even after space compression, the Shadow Realm is still a shadow world of Runeterra and a complete sub-plane. Currently, Lux and Forsbarrow do not have the ability to control the entire Shadow Realm.
And it was precisely because of the seventh-sequence Dharma Protector that Kyle and Morgana almost reconfirmed their judgment that "there are demon believers here" and even more convinced that those composting sites were some kind of evil ritual.
If they weren't followers of the devil, how could they easily gather so many powerful negative energy mages?
Look at their attributes, undisguised shadow, curse, weakness...
Which one seems like a good guy?
However, after many rounds of being beaten by Aatrox, the Winged Sisters are now much more stable.
After discovering the seventh sequence, they did not directly shout "That evil is worth fighting" and rush forward. Instead, they took the rare opportunity to carefully observe the status of the exit from the Shadow Realm.
Then, they discovered that these people did have a huge organization - after witnessing an evil ritual (actually a new wave of composting), Kyle and Morgana deeply realized the rigor of this organization.
The reason is also very simple. The first series of law protectors who escorted the composting team in, as well as the members of the composting team, did not have too obvious negative energy!
Think about it, if this was not a strict organization with precise goals, how could they disguise themselves in such a professional way?
Let those who don't look like good people stay in the Shadow Realm, and let those who can deceive others operate in the real world. In this way, they can quietly disappear between the Shadow Realm and the real world, and no one will know.
The existence of this evil organization!
Realizing this, Kyle almost drew her sword and rushed out on the spot, but luckily Morgana held her tightly.
"The Shadow Realm is not a battle venue we are good at!" Morgana took advantage of her better condition here than Kyle and quickly pulled her aside. "If we alert them here, we will fall into the Shadow Realm.
The lone soldier among them fought hard!"
"Then we can't just sit idly by!" Kyle said firmly, "It's so evil, we must strike hard!"
"Before that, we need to find out where their lair is!" Morgana shook her head helplessly and said in a different way, "At least we need to find someone to cooperate to prevent the peripheral members of this organization from fleeing - if
If they get wind of it and run away, it will be difficult for us to clear them all!"
Kyle was still a little anxious.
"Think about the Demon Paradise before." Morgana continued, "Maybe it has something to do with these people. We can't let them escape and then defect to the Noxians, right?"
In the end, Morgana talked hard and managed to persuade Kyle, preventing her from taking action on the spot.
"So, what should we do?" Kyle suppressed the anger in his heart, "Can we just wait here?"
"Of course not." Morgana shook her head, "I just observed their ceremony carefully. Although I don't know what the purpose of the ceremony is, what is certain is that they want to transport the waste from the ceremony out of the Shadow Realm."
"It seems like this." Hearing what Morgana said, Kyle recalled it for a moment, then nodded, "So what solution did you come up with?"
"Perhaps, I can leave a mark on the waste of their ritual." Morgana smiled slightly, "Then look for the nearest exit or crack in the Shadow Realm without anyone holding it, and leave the Shadow Realm - and then, as long as I find it
If you find the location of the mark, you have found their lair!"
Kyle blinked, then finally nodded.
There is nothing wrong with Morgana's method. Since they cannot travel between the two worlds at will, this should be the best way to follow the clues and find these evil believers.
However, before that, they may need to spend some time to figure out the duration of this ritual so as to figure out when to leave Morgana's mark.
In this way, the Wing Sisters carefully hid their figures and lurked in the Shadow Realm for a long time until they determined the composting rules of the composting group and left Morgana's exclusive mark on the finished compost.
In this way, after successfully leaving their exclusive mark, Morgana and Kyle found the nearest shadow rift and left the Shadow Realm.
This is a... barren mountain.
They waited very patiently for three days, and then Morgana sensed the existence of her mark and started heading west with Kyle.
"Where is this?" Observing the increasingly dense pine trees around him, Kyle was a little confused. "I don't remember that there is such an area in Demacia."
"This is the North." Morgana gave an uncertain answer in terms of climate and lighting. "To be specific...maybe it's Mithril City, or near Owendale?"
"Have you been here?"
"No, but there are only three large fortress cities in the northern part of Demacia."
"But Mithril City and Owendale are just two of them." Kyle was curious, "Has the third city been destroyed?"
"Forsbarrow has not been destroyed, but there are not such prosperous trees there - wait, there is a big lake in front!" Morgana seemed to have completely figured out her position, "It seems that this should be
Mithril City, I remember there are many water conservancy facilities outside Mithril City, and the Demacians have maintained them very well..."
After walking out of the forest, Kyle and Morgana came to the lake.
Although it is just early winter, the lake has almost completely entered the dry season, and there is still a not-so-thin layer of ice on the lake.
Kyle and Morgana folded their wings into the cloaks behind them and carefully looked around the lake, looking for traces of human activities.
Then, looking around the lakeshore, they quickly saw angry adults wielding a fishing rod and slapping the palms of several children severely.
"How dare you?!" Even in the howling cold wind of early winter in the north, his roar was still clearly visible, "It's only December! The lake has just frozen, so come and play on the ice now.
You brats are desperate for your life?!"
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Morrie was going crazy - without any exaggeration.
In other words, any teacher who is ready and responsible will be shocked when he sees a group of kids from his class pushing a handmade ice cart onto the newly frozen ice while fishing.
Almost mad.
This summer, some students took advantage of their good water skills and went to the artificial lake to swim.
If it hadn't been for the cooperation between the Dharma Master and the people of Xingang at that time, when they were trying to stock fish fry in the artificial lake and discovered that brat, he would have drowned in the inaccessible lake water!
After that, the school carried out high-intensity safety awareness learning in order to avoid this situation - the artificial lake is large and deep, and in order to prepare for the impact of glaciers, the lakeshore is even at a negative angle, and swimming in it only requires drowning
It is extremely difficult to rescue.
What's the result now?
It's just winter, and the lake has just frozen for a short time. People who love fishing so much can only make nests on the shore, and don't even think about ice fishing, but these brats get on the ice without a care.
!
"Whoever is in charge, stand up for me!" Morrie first hit each child's palm ten times, almost slapping the palms of these children until they were swollen, and then paused breathlessly, "Stand up for me.
immediately!"
Based on Mori's knowledge of these children, there must be a leader among them!
The children lowered their heads in silence and said nothing.
"If no one takes the lead, then everyone is the leader!" Seeing that these little bastards were completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem, he gritted his teeth and said, "Very good, I will visit your parents one by one next.
During this long winter vacation, I believe they will be happy for their children to have one more social practice of handling hazelnuts!”
Hearing this, the gangsters who sneaked out to skate finally panicked.
Hazelnut mushroom is delicious, but no normal person would be willing to do this kind of thing with hazelnut mushroom!
Everyone in Forsbyro knows that although hazelnuts are delicious, the environment in which hazelnuts grow can only be described in one word. The humus soil corroded by the shadows is wet, sticky, and has a strong fermentation smell. Processing hazelnuts is "
"It's a relatively clean way to dig out feces", normal people will never like it!
Many students were shaken.
But in adolescence, the righteousness is at the forefront. Although their palms are red and their hearts are complaining, they can at most lower their heads and remain silent.
"You little bastards..." Seeing that the students were still not sensible at all, Mori's eyes were a little red, "You have never thought about what you would do if the ice broke and you fell in? Something happened to you,
What are you going to do with your family? You, you—”
"Don't be angry, teacher." Seeing that Mori was almost out of breath, a student finally said in a low voice, "Nothing will happen to us..."
"Nothing will happen?" Hearing such sophistry, Mori became even more angry, "What makes you think nothing will happen?"
As he spoke, he looked around, found a stone the size of a human head, and threw it to the lake with both hands.
With a "boom" sound, a gap opened in the ice.
"Say!" Morrie gasped, "Why do you think nothing will happen to you?"
The students were silent, and a few of them stopped talking.
In the suffocating silence, a little girl with light blond hair finally gritted her teeth and stood up.
"Because of this."
As she spoke, she came to the edge of the lake shore and stretched out her hands on the ice.
Centered on her hands, the ice layer began to thicken at a speed visible to the naked eye - she awakened her talent.
"Norsina, I thought you were a sensible and good child..." Mori couldn't help but rub his swollen temples, and his tone of voice was barely calmer, but his face was still as gloomy as if he was about to drip. "
When did it happen?”
"Just a few days ago." Norsina raised her head in embarrassment, "I have already told the Dharma Protector that starting from next year, I will leave the class and go to the Dharma Protector to study, so I thought
I want to take advantage of this winter to spend more time with everyone..."
"What is this?" Morrie touched his fishing rod again, and after a long time he groaned helplessly, "Although magic is not taboo in Forsbarrow, this is not the reason for you to use it for fun.
——Besides, you haven’t received any special training!”
"But I'm really sure." The little girl seemed to be defending, but also seemed to be persuading the teacher not to be so angry, "I have already asked the Dharma Master, and they said that I should have good talents and light hair.
Born to control frost..."
"So, what you are saying is that someone from the Master recommended that you take your classmates who don't know magic to have a farewell party at the beginning of December in an artificial lake where the ice is not yet solid?
"
Mori's tone had completely calmed down, but when his words fell on the ears of these students, the students who had been a little dissatisfied before finally realized that something was wrong.
No one dared to speak, and Norsna almost turned into a quail.
"Magic is not a toy!" After a moment of silence, Morrie finally roared angrily again, as if he had finished accumulating power, "Have you forgotten what you learned before? Using magic deliberately as you please can only bring endless disasters!
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This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Those royal guards have always regarded magic as a cautious force and should be treated with caution. These are things that have been repeatedly emphasized in general courses.
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"The purpose of repeated emphasis is not only to let you get more points on the paper, but also to imprint it in your mind!"
"You can strengthen the ice, but can you strengthen a large lake in an instant? If there are multiple ice cracks at the same time, can you control it perfectly and save everyone?"
"Using magic unscrupulously is a taboo for becoming a magician!"
"Your Excellency, the purpose of allowing the use of magic in Forsbarrow was never to let you use it for fun and fun!"
"You little bastards... let's go, let's go back now, and come with me to the Dharma Protector!"
"..."
"..."
In the howling cold wind, Morrie gave these daring little bastards a quarter of an hour of ideological education.
Finally unable to speak any longer, the exhausted teacher took a deep breath, leaned down and hastily stuffed his fishing gear into the empty bucket.
"Let's go, everyone, come here." Mori ordered in a tone that left no room for doubt, "Let's go to the Dharma Protectors. I'm afraid I need to talk to them about some things."
Just like that, Morrie carried the bucket, like an angry rooster, and got directly on the public bus heading for Forsbarrow City.
Behind him, the students also entered the cart silently.
Behind them, two young ladies also got on the cart.
A quarter of an hour later, the coachman closed the door and cracked his whip. After a dull whistle, Erniuk moved his hooves and dragged the huge carriage westward.
