Chapter 148

The dim yellow magic light falls down the exquisite room and shines on the blue and white bottle surface, reflecting a picture of mountain birds and streams, with a strong and elegant artistic flavor.

At the moment, modrian sits on the edge of the bed with fine carved patterns, closes his eyes, works with scarlet breathing, and his body fluctuates with the rhythm of inexplicable rhythm.

The muscles under the white civilian clothes expand and contract between breathing, and the strands of red life energy permeate the room through the clothes. They are changeable, and finally condense into a substantive scarlet glow, which stagnates behind modrian.

Buzz!

A slight air tremor sounded. At the same time, the bed curtain, vases, tables and chairs and magic lights hanging from the ceiling in the room were trembling slightly, as if they would burst at any time.

Suddenly, modrian's face turned red, and a little dense blood penetrated into his facial pores, mixed with substantive life energy, which was somewhat shocking.

Poof!

He suddenly vomited blood, his breathing rhythm was chaotic, his fluctuating body shook violently like convulsions, and the stagnant scarlet light dissipated slowly.

Until a quarter of an hour later, all the visions disappeared, and only the blood on the floor was emitting a faint fishy smell.

Modrian's eyes opened, the brown pupils seemed to crack, and the light blood color spread to the corners of his eyes.

"Failed again... It seems that this shackle can only be broken through the system." he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, changed into a suit of civilian clothes, and looked down at his calloused hands.

"I'm really unwilling. The limitation of talent makes people desperate. No matter how hard it takes, it's just futile."

"Fair, maybe." modrian thought of his own system. This is the world. Fairness is always relative fairness.

Dong Dong! Dong Dong!

"Lord," said Gregory, standing outside the room, knocking softly on the door.

Modrian waved away the pale blood on the floor, sat calmly behind the desk as if nothing had happened, and browsed the secret news handed by Cooper.

"Come in."

When the door opened, Gregory came in slowly in dark armor, his nostrils stirred, as if he could smell something, but he looked as usual and stood in front of modrian.

"This is the cleaned list. Many of them are partners in our refined iron trade, and some are suppliers of weapons and equipment." Gregory handed a bloody letter with his hands full of names.

After taking the bloody letter paper, modrian put it on his right hand side without looking carefully.

"Refined iron ore does not worry about buyers. I warn you that any merchant connected with the temple of power should not buy refined iron ore and finished refined iron." after thinking for a while, he continued.

"As for the suppliers of weapons and equipment, choose another batch."

The system provides the first batch of equipment for the summoned soldiers free of charge, but with the progress of battle and war, even if the quality is good, it will be worn and broken.

At present, the weapons and equipment that can be produced by tunwobao are not enough to fully supply the loss of the soldiers of the noxas empire.

Naturally, modrian will also look for some weapons and equipment merchants to provide certain equipment requirements for different arms under his command.

"In addition, pay more attention to the flow of people in the town of ewendel. There will be no less infiltration of forces such as the temple of power."

"I'm sorry, Lord, it's our fault this time," Gregory said with a slight bow.

"No, don't blame yourself," said modrian in a deep voice, with an inexplicable look in his eyes. "This is a lesson and a growth."

"In recent days, it has been too easy for some hidden enemies to stretch out tempting claws and teeth. Just take this opportunity to clean the town of ewendell."

"I'm going to edalas tomorrow. There may be an accident and a smooth journey, but in the rear... I'll let Yingliu cooperate with you."

"The dark tide of the Kingdom has surged, and the flag of the red double-edged axe will fly on the sky again."

A year ago, an inexplicable Baron from Wangdu granted a reward, which made modrian have a hunch that this time... Maybe... It will be a real dark tide, and he will inevitably be involved in it

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When the early morning sun fell again, modrian changed his normal state and had already put on his armor. In the wide yard, there were a line of noxas bloody cavalry, and the atmosphere of awe shrouded in the garrison official residence.

"Is the message confirmed?"

"It has been confirmed that the Lord of shadow flow is waiting at his destination," said Cooper Adolf, the first knight to follow modrian.

The town of irvindale is the trade center he worked hard to build, and now, in this town, there will be an assassination against the Lord.

If they had not been intercepted by shadow stream disciples late last night, they had not received any news.

I have to say that the believers in the temple of power are really a group of crazy guys!

In the territory of an aristocrat, he dared to plan an assassination against the aristocrat of the territory, which was so decisive and so fast.

"Let's start," said modrian with a cold face.

Temple of power, Nancy Peters, oh, don't you pay so much attention to the Valoran collar?

Or are you sure I can't get out of irvindale!?

Knight or legend?

Gollum! Gollum!

Gujaras, who was drinking wine, came in from the gate on the left side of the yard, and the wine barrel in his hand was filled with strong smell of wheat wine.

"Burp... Lord, what are you doing?"

"A 'show' is about to begin. Welcome us back to the northern part of the kingdom." modrian covered his black face armor, and his calm eyes showed cold and murderous intent.

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Renwal street, the most prosperous trade street in irvindale Town, is named after the renwal mountains, implying that the prosperity and rise of the street are inseparable from the contributions made by the renwal mountains.

At the same time, it is also the main road away from ewendell Town, and the buildings on both sides are mostly a wide range of shops and dense flow of people.

Yesterday's clean-up operation slightly affected the business of renwal street, but the wandering businessmen filled the bleak trade, which also shows that the economy and trade of ewendell town has been on the right track, and some irrelevant things will not have a great impact.

"Under the Bishop's crown, the sentry came the news that Baron modrian had left the Garrison's official residence and was marching here." the temple soldiers in gray armor half knelt in front of Nancy, with exquisite patterns engraved on the surface of the armor, like clenching their fists in the sky.

Hearing this, Nancy Peters looked away at the street of renwall and looked down at the temple soldiers.

"Valoran leader will become the family land of God, and the temple will remember the name of everyone! Arrange it and prepare to start this action!"

"Yes!" said the temple soldier with a fanatical look on his face, and then walked away with firm steps.

"The father is watching us, and the blasphemer will usher in destruction." Nancy Peters looked calmly at the soldier's departure, with a golden glow in her eyes.

"Even aristocrats are no exception!"

"The aristocratic Council, just an alliance of hypocrites, will be silent under the glory of the father!"