"But it won't be easy to trick our Lord, Lefran."
Placing the red wine named 'Farewell' on the stone bench, Vladimir raised his eyebrows. He didn't seem to care about his grandnephew at all. Instead, he spoke directly to Lefran.
"Although Feyego is indeed powerful, it's just a small matter for that Lord. You don't think that a good-for-nothing grandnephew like me can cause any trouble for that Lord, do you? You and I both know that if it weren't for the fact that he doesn't have the heart to do anything to this world, Feyego would have died long ago. "
"But that doesn't stop you from washing your blood clean, does it?"
Lefran asked in return. She didn't believe that Vladimir would appear in front of her without any backup plans that she didn't know about. In fact, neither of them could confirm whether or not the other had come here with their real bodies. Both of them were good at faking their deaths, so it was hard to say whether or not they trusted each other.
"So we also have to find Izurde and make her be stopped by our Lord before she is obtained by Feyego. During this process, I have to show that I can be of use to him. I can't do this without your help, Miss Lefran. "
Actually, it could be done.
Vladimir showed a humble smile. He pointed to Feyego on the side and showed a mysterious smile.
"It seems that you have indeed obtained some results from the blood that I gave you."
Lefran frowned slightly. The blood that she had given to Li Ke had obviously been studied by Vladimir. Otherwise, he wouldn't have said such a thing. She immediately began to think about how she could express her sincerity to Vladimir without exposing herself, or how far she could go to prevent Li Ke from attacking her.
"Of course, who wouldn't search for the power of a god? Not to mention me, who chases after blood. "
Vladimir took out a small bottle and shook it slightly. He was very obsessed with Li Ke's power, but he didn't dare to touch it rashly because that destructive power was not something he could resist at all. If he used it, it would irreversibly cause huge damage to his soul and body. But if he gave it to his grandnephew, Feyego …
Then it would be fine. Feyego was an infatuated man. For Izurde, he could even destroy the world. A mere physical injury was nothing.
"I see …"
Lefran looked at Feyego. Feyego's current strength was already very shocking. If he was able to recover Izurde, together with the experimental subject in Vladimir's hands, then he would indeed be able to put up a show in front of Li Ke and would not be killed directly. If that was the case …
There would be a lot more room for maneuver!
Just as Lefran was thinking about how to help Vladimir, a hoarse and drawn-out voice came from behind the two of them.
"It seems that you are discussing something interesting. Do you mind if I join in?"
This voice was very magnetic, and it was followed by a burst of green smoke. In the smoke, the first thing that appeared in front of them was a green lantern that was constantly wailing, followed by a green skeleton that was holding a chain and was only left with bones.
Warden Soul Lock.
The monster's terrifying figure was reflected in Lefran's eyes. The other party's skeletal face seemed to be filled with mockery. He smiled as he looked at Lefran and Vladimir, who had stopped because of his arrival. His tone was full of ridicule.
"Or are you saying that you don't welcome me?"
When he said this, he swung the chain in his hand slightly. The hook shimmering with a cold light was reflected in the eyes of the two. The two looked at each other and came to the same conclusion.
This was a good scapegoat, but he would definitely be killed immediately if he appeared in front of Li Ke.
"No, we are always very happy to accept any like-minded people who are willing to join us. Come on, partner, let's drink this wine together. Let our friendship extend infinitely. "
Vladimir took out a wine glass again. His motto was to be elegant. He was fully prepared at any time and place. Hammer looked at the wine full of sadness of parting. He smiled strangely and used his skeleton arm that was emitting green smoke to take the blood-like wine from Vladimir, then put it to his' lips'.
When the wine entered his' lips', Hammer immediately felt something different. He saw a scene full of sadness:
"… Sister, where are you going?"
Hammer looked at his seriously ill and unconscious sister, who had been hanging out with her on the streets and relying on each other for survival. He thought of his mother, who had gone to look for food, and his father, who had disappeared for a long time. While crying, he put the last half piece of black bread in his arms into the arms of his seriously ill and unconscious sister, who had lost most of her consciousness. Then, he wiped his tears with his arm and escaped from the dark alley they used to call home.
But although tears kept flowing down her face, and she was in great pain, her footsteps did not stop. She knew very well that if she continued to take care of her seriously ill sister, not only would her sister die, but she would also die.
So she had to abandon her sister, just like how her mother and father abandoned them. If she wanted to live, she had to abandon her family like them.
She didn't want to look so despicable when she ran away, so she thought of her parents who also abandoned them because of poverty. But her conscience and memories of the past kept condemning her, making her understand what she had done.
She wanted to scream, but she was afraid that she would wake up some powerful people, or alert the guards on night duty. If that happened, she would be killed mercilessly and thrown into the smelly ditch.
She didn't want to die, she didn't want to be despicable, but she still had to do despicable things. Even if she struggled to live until the next day, she might die in a few days like her sister.
The fear of death, the reluctance in his heart, the guilt, the unwillingness and dissatisfaction with his situation, the expectation and yearning for a better life, the torment of his conscience, and the sorrow when he cried. All of his emotions converged into a bright red liquid that filled his mouth and took effect in the depths of his soul. It made his mind, which had long lost all humanity, surge with boundless sorrow and emotion.
"Ah … What a pleasant torture."
The scarlet liquid turned into a cloud of mist at Hammer's throat and dissipated, and he indeed felt the taste of wine entering his throat. Vladimir was indeed a true artist. When he brewed this emotion, he also took the taste into consideration.
"This world is always so wonderful. Even without the polishing of a true master, you can still create such art … You really are a vampire, dear sir. You suck the life essence of others and brew it. You are indeed a true artist."
Hammer returned his empty glass to Vladimir with a sigh, and Vladimir poured him a new glass of wine with a smile. Although this person in front of him was just a lowly prison guard back then, he felt that this person was despicable when he wiped his shoes for him. But this person was obviously similar to him in some ways, and even if others didn't know, he knew what this person in front of him did.
To be honest, he really wanted to kill this skull in front of him. If it weren't for his bewitchment, he could still play the game of chess a thousand years ago for some time. It was also because of this guy that the kingdom he lived in ended in a stupid way.
Yes, it was Hammer's bewitchment that Feyego successfully found the Water of Life on Fuguang Island and chanted the curse of destruction on the Sword of Destruction. He turned Fuguang Island into Shadow Island and brought the Black Fog to this world.
But seeing that the other party was about to become his second target, he didn't care about this. They could still talk about art a little.
"Not at all. Mr. Hammer's torture of souls is amazing, but don't you think it's a little rude? You see, just like the person you killed before, we can totally … "
Vladimir and Hammerstone talked about something he saw when he came here. That was, Hammerstone killed a mother's son in front of her, and then put the souls of her son and her husband back into the lantern in front of her. At that time, Vladimir didn't think much of it. But since he wanted to rope this guy in, he could comment a little on what he did.
To be honest, he did think that Hammer's idea was good, but it was a little crude. If he could get the mother to join in this drama and not just be a spectator and a victim of torture, it would be the perfect drama.
After all, the most torturous thing wasn't being powerless, but being in love with the other party, but destroying the other party because of one's own selfish desires and desire to survive.
That was the real torture.
Hammer still had some omissions in this aspect.
"Ah, indeed, I did make some omissions …"
Hammer nodded. Although he felt that the biggest joy in his life was being schemed against and hurried over to take a look, since the other party was also a guy with good taste and strong strength, it wasn't impossible for them to communicate with each other.
Come to think of it, at the end of the story, when he put the artist into his lantern, his wails would definitely be wonderful. After all, the person in front of him was Feyego's granduncle. The tragedy that occurred in the family ethics drama would be able to please him to a greater extent.
Feyego was really a treasure boy. He was always able to surprise him.
"Boring idiots."
Looking at the two of them chatting happily, Lefran didn't have any thoughts of communicating with this skeleton who suddenly appeared. Like Vladimir, this skeleton didn't have any restraint or modesty at all. He was a complete monster, and only vampires who fed on human emotions could have a good chat with him.
As for her?
She was a beautiful 16-year-old girl who controlled an empire. How could a perfect woman who was abandoned by a heartless man all day long be associated with them?
I'll leave this to Vladimir.
At this thought, Lefran's figure disappeared into the darkness. When Vladimir glanced at her from the corner of his eye, he saw her gesturing to him with her hand that was still in the darkness. Then, she disappeared entirely.
"Lead the trouble to Mordekaiser … She will cooperate with me … and help me lure Mordekaiser."
Vladimir saw through the other party's code at a glance, and a confident smile appeared on his face. With Feyego, the Master of the Black Fog, this plan was feasible!
It was the same for Lefran. As long as Feyego absorbed the power prepared by Izurd and Vladimir, she would have another helper. At this thought, she took a sip of fruit juice in the empire's reception room and looked at the ice witch in front of her.
"So, we have reached a consensus. As long as we follow our plan, the door to the world of Mordekaiser will be opened, and you will be able to report to our god."
Lisandra, who was wearing a white gauze dress, smiled at Lefran.
"Of course. After all, we are all serving one person, aren't we? Miss Lefran is indeed an outstanding talent. I am glad that our master has a subordinate like you. "
Lisandra maintained her calm and confident smile, while Lefran's movements paused. She had always been seeking a real status, and Lisandra actually referred to her as a subordinate …
"Likewise."
She decided that she would definitely teach this ice woman a lesson in the future. However, looking at the blindfolded posture of the other party and that lace robe that was off the charts, there was a fundamental difference between this witch and the one in ice armor in the information she had received.
"Where did the clothes come from? They look pretty good. "
"Master gave them to me. I feel that he is hinting at me. This is really distressing. After all, I am only loyal to Master, but Master seems to value my appearance more. I have to say that this is really melancholy. After all, I only wish to serve Master wholeheartedly."
"Is that so? That's really good. "
Thus, the two of them heaved a sigh of relief in their hearts at the same time.
However …
"Found him! The person called Li Ke! "
Feyego, who was sitting on the throne, suddenly opened his eyes and stepped into the black fog that had suddenly appeared in front of him. When Hammerstone and Vladimir, who were chatting and drinking, looked at him, they saw him disappear into the black fog.
Feyego didn't care what his granduncle was thinking at all. In any case, he didn't know how many plots he had. He only heard someone suddenly call out Li Ke's name near the black fog, and then a large portion of the souls in the black fog suddenly dissipated. Thus, Feyego, who wanted to get rid of Li Ke so that he could continue to pursue Izurd, used his black fog to appear in the place he sensed.
"You are Li Ke, right?! Come and die! "
Facing Li Ke, who was holding a soul by the neck and knocking its head askew, Feyego confidently pointed his sword at Li Ke and declared that he would win.
The most powerful force in the world was love, and his heart was filled with love and determination for Izurd, so he would win this battle!
Love was invincible!
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