* Clatter. *
Something fell on the table and made a noise.
Dyce Palminton snapped out of his daze.
"My Lord! The mist has spread deep into the mountains! We must make a decision as soon as possible! The situation is urgent, we cannot delay any longer! "
The deputy commander's voice rang in his ears.
The Night Lord closed his eyes as he held a letter in his hand. His pale fingers were trembling.
The letter was sent by a mage from Blackfeather City.
The mage was sent by him to protect Shauna. And now, the letter was stained with blood. It meant that there was an urgent need for help.
"My Lord! The Light of Hope hopes to receive your full support! The life and death of more than thirteen thousand citizens of Blackfeather City are all in your hands! Please make a decision! Should we send reinforcements? "The deputy urged anxiously. "You are the only one who can save them now!"
"Are there any other councilors in the city?" Dyce, the Night Lord suddenly asked.
"Aside from the Steel Lord, who has already been sacrificed, everyone has evacuated."
After a moment of silence, the Night Lord crumpled the letter into a ball and placed it on the table.
"Are there still people alive in the city?"
"There should be, and a few are still evacuating. Everyone in the Palminton Family's encampment has been evacuated …"
The deputy opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he seemed to have sensed something and eventually shut his mouth.
Although he heard the deputy's words, Dyce was still worried. He may have brought Shauna back to the family, but at this critical moment, he should be by her side to protect her.
He really wanted to go back, but this place, this army could not leave him. Without the councilors to control the situation, if they were to face a powerful Commander-class monster, the situation would be disastrous.
"Forget it, let's go. Carry out our duty, and leave the rest to the Light of Hope." He looked up with a gentle smile as he unfolded his white gold-lined commander's cloak and slowly walked out of the tent.
The sun was shining brightly outside the tent, and for some reason, the smile on Dyce's face became even gentler.
"Whatever, after this is done, I will step down as the head of the family, and return to run the cake shop with Shauna."
He had done enough for Palminton, and now it was time to live for himself.
…
…
Lin Sheng shook his dizzy head.
He almost thought that he was really Des Palminton.
The Palminton family, one of the Three Great Nobles of Blackfeather City, was a powerful noble family with the blood of the Dragon King. The Night Lord, Dyze, was the undisputed pride of this generation.
The concentration of the Dragon King's bloodline in his body had reached an unprecedented level of more than 90%.
He was almost a descendant of the Dragon King in human form.
The strength of the soul of such an existence was simply unimaginable.
"This guy … is a natural killing machine!" Lin Sheng slowly walked up to the Night Lord's body.
Just as he was about to reach out to touch the body, the Night Lord's body suddenly disintegrated like a pile of ash.
"Nothing?" Lin Sheng squatted down and rummaged through the ashes.
It was just a pile of ordinary black ash. There seemed to be nothing on the surface.
Suddenly, a purple orb attracted Lin Sheng's attention.
He bent to pick it up.
It was a silver ring inlaid with a purple gem, and it was placed in a small oval crystal box.
The crystal box was transparent, and it was not destroyed in the explosion.
Below the crystal box was a pitch-black metal disk.
Lin Sheng was familiar with this disc. It was a tool used to record important information. It must have been too dark earlier, and it was blocked by the black ash.
He picked up the disc again and looked at it carefully.
"Sorry."
The first line on the disc had a large title.
"When I saw you standing alone in the temple, waiting, waiting for the Sharena who might appear.
I couldn't hold it in anymore. Write down these words.
From the beginning, there was no Sharena. There was only a liar called Salina.
She took a long time to gain your trust, and now she has succeeded. Your Shadow Dragon Temple was almost emptied.
She was never blind, and never begged for food. She slept with more than 15 men, and was kept as a mistress when she was young. She was someone's mistress. She even had abortions and lost her fertility.
Many nobles in the city knew about this.
It all started when she made a bet with the Count of Geert in the city. She bet that she would be able to deceive you, capture you, and make you one of her servants.
Shauna said that she would wait here until she died, and she would never leave. That was just a lie.
It was just a joke.
Just a joke.
And now, it's time to wake up from the dream … "
Lin Sheng looked at the disc, and suddenly fell silent.
He looked up at the spot where the Night Lord had passed away. He didn't know why, but a trace of deep sorrow suddenly surged out from his heart.
He looked down at the crystal box in his hand. The ring in the box was exquisite, and it was obviously made according to the standards of a wedding ring.
"So what happened in the end? Where did Sharena go? "Lin Sheng sighed.
He did not see the ending of the story. Where did Sharena go?
Dyze must have returned after leading the army. Otherwise, he would not stay in the temple and be corrupted into a monster.
And Sharena?
There was no such information in his memory.
Lin Sheng looked around the cake shop. Other than some moldy and blackened cutlery, there was nothing else.
He simply sat back down where the Night Lord had been.
This was the perfect position to see the full view of the temple. Someone had even carefully carved something on the side of the table: For Dyze's use.
Sitting in his seat, Lin Sheng did not move. The influx of the Night Lord's soul had put a lot of pressure on him, and there were still a lot of memories in his mind.
He just sat in his seat, focused, and began to carefully comb through the information he had received.
As usual, all the battle memories were sorted out separately. Then the miscellaneous skills. Finally, the rest.
By the time he was done, the time in the dream was almost up.
Tick tock tock tock …
The ticking of the clock grew louder and louder.
Everything in front of Lin Sheng slowly blurred and dimmed, and finally fell into complete darkness.
Time passed slowly.
It might have been half an hour, or two hours. With his consciousness in a muddled state, Lin Sheng had no concept of time at all.
By the time he woke up, the sky was already bright.
The phone alarm clock beside him was ringing repeatedly. It seemed to have been ringing for quite some time.
* Snap. *
He reached out to turn off the phone alarm and sat up in bed.
"The Night Lord … Another councilman, and one even more powerful than the Steel Lord. Let me take a look at his battle experience and skills … "
A moment later, his face darkened, and he no longer looked at the so-called councilman's battle skills …
"That's toxic!"
Lin Sheng could not help but curse out loud.
"What do you mean all you need to do is smile in the face of a siege??"
Look at these so-called battle experiences!
"In a one-on-one fight, as long as you keep calm, you will win."
"When dealing with long-range attacks, remember to wear a gas mask. Some of the attacks have a nasty smell. "
"Spells are most afraid of being blinded, and some of the patterns can make you dizzy."
These battle experiences, in a blink of an eye, seemed to make sense. But the key was!
Among these experiences, there was a very important one!
That! Was! Was!
No need to fight!
Just get into a good stance!
And those who really needed to fight were only councilman level. And at this level, Dyze was just casually using basic skills.
His skills were not even as much as the Blackfeather Swordsmen.
He did not know anything, he was just strong.
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