Chapter 199

In the shadow world, the courtyard is rendered in black and white. The once prosperous and colorful world disappears, the invisible shadow magic spiders are filled with vision, and the floating shadow is hidden in the dark shadow.

When that heavy pressure appeared in the shadow world, the dark shadow magic spider lowered its ugly face, and the scarlet eyes were crazy from the depths of the soul. The dark shadows stepped out of the shadow and half knelt on the ground, as if they were welcoming something.

Modrian looked calmly at the surging black and white color in the depth of the courtyard. The light inviolable dignity made him feel a little uneasy, and his white face showed a dignified look.

Da! Da! Da!

Brisk footsteps sounded from the depths of the shadow. The already dense black and white slowly separated, revealing a young man in a black robe. His long blond hair was unfettered and spread over his shoulders. Behind him, he followed a white haired old man, like a housekeeper.

With the progress of the two people, a cold smell filled the courtyard. On both sides of their feet were trembling shadow magic spiders and shadows kneeling on the marble floor.

"Long time no see, my dear brother, modrian!" a hoarse and gloomy voice came out of the shadow, pulled up the scattered blond hair slightly, and a handsome face appeared in the dark shadow.

Hearing the sound, modrian's Brown pupils suddenly contracted, and ripples appeared in his calm eyes. He didn't expect that the figure engraved in the depths of his soul would appear here.

"Cadil Jeffrey Perez!"

The low whisper echoed gently in the air. He looked at the blonde youth in black robes. His handsome face was dotted with a pair of light blue eyes, and his thin lips pulled out a cold smile, like looking at the dying prey, compassionate and excited.

"Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time, my brother. I didn't expect to meet you here!" modrian stepped forward and looked up slightly at Kadir standing on the courtyard steps. He could not control the trembling of his emotions.

I can't remember how long it has been!

Modrian shook his head slightly. Whenever he digested and fused the memory fragments of his previous life in the dead of night, he would inexplicably recall his hard-working and unforgettable figure.

Now, when the time comes, the image deep in my memory is broken and turned into the real existence in front of me, abrupt and with surprise.

"So, the shadow world here is your pen? Do you want to get rid of me so much?"

Pa Pa! Pa Pa!

Cadier clapped gently and looked at modrian with a cold smile: "it has indeed changed and become much smarter than before. Unfortunately, waste is still waste. What if your father gives you more power? It can't change the established results today."

waste material? Modrian raised his eyebrows, didn't say much, but continued to watch Kadir's performance.

"Why, don't you admit it? If it wasn't for your father's bias, you think you would come to limontanlu and come here?" Kadir looked at the indifferent modrian, and his anger was nowhere to be released.

Damn it, does this waste really think it depends on its own efforts to get everything now?

"Everything you have should belong to me, the first heir of the Peres family, you know? Modrian!" the hoarse low roar sounded and swept through the shadow land. At the same time, Kadir lost his elegant temperament and had a gloomy and twisted stench.

Recalling all kinds of things experienced in the past few years, and modrian's reputation in the north of the Kingdom, those things that should belong to him have become delusions under the bias of his father! (the seeds of hatred are buried in the depths of his soul, making Kadir lose his thinking and reason.)

"Ha ha, you?" modrian shook his head, with a light smile mixed with questions, as if mocking Kadir.

"In the end who is a waste, the results will come out tonight. I hope my father won't be sad!"

"Hmm?! I guess I won't be sad." modrian tilted his head, his brown eyes were full of cold color, and his words were like a sharp blade cutting Kadir's heart in front of him.

"The breath of the abyss, the devil, or the devil?" the remaining light in the corner of his eye noticed the white haired old man following Kadir and said sarcastically. "And a demon with a dirty smell? Hey, it's really interesting!"

"You say, don't you? My brother, the fallen believer of the abyss!"

Boom!

Within the shadow boundary, the black-and-white environment suddenly changes, and a heavy breath comes from Kadir and the white haired old man behind him.

"You shouldn't know so much!" after a moment of silence, Kadir opened his mouth with gloomy eyes. The light black fog swirled around his body, floating and illusory, and faintly turned into the appearance of the abyss stone ghost, but it was more huge and terrible.

"Sometimes knowing too much will provoke death!"

"Ha ha, you're joking. Death won't look at me." modrian looked the same, moved his steps gently and stepped back slowly.

"What's more, as a chess piece, don't you understand? The advent of the shadow world has made it the focus of many forces in Limon Tanlu at the moment."

"Or did the master you believed in behind you not tell you the truth?"

Cruel words are like uncovering the scars of pain and making Kadir's calm face suddenly change color, but he is not a fool. He still has reason under hatred. Since things have happened and are irreparable, he will strive to be the winner, and then he will prove who is the real successor of the Peres family.

And his main dependence now is the existence of the shadow world and the existence of the one standing behind him.

"Fielding, according to the contract signed, it's time for you to do it!"

"At your command, Lord cardier!" said Fielding, a white haired old man, bowing slightly, and taking off his black robe.

After returning to the light, he felt nostalgic for the beautiful world. If he didn't have to, he didn't want to change his body, which would make him fall into an ugly state for several days.

Unfortunately, in order to let the noble son sign the devil contract, he had to add some additional terms to the contract, such as helping him revenge and killing his brother.

"It's really an amazing aristocratic circle, which is more terrible than some places in the abyss!"

"However, I like it very much. The feeling of killing nobles makes me crazy!" fielding looked up at modrian not far away, with a strange and abnormal smile on his wrinkled face.

Well, a group of noble private soldiers, although they have good strength, in his opinion, that's just the case. The existence of easy slaughter is that the burly man makes him feel a little palpitation.

"The blood of the strong, what I like!"