"Still haven't found it?" Ms. LeBlanc stood in front of her. www.biquge.info"The gray order has no information about this person, and the Heavenly Apocalypse Sect has no information about that person...... There is only one explanation, he left Noxus long ago, but that is almost impossible. ”

Ivanie stood there with her hands down, the ageless woman who had ruled the Black Rose from time immemorial, almost suffocating her at the slightest exertion of her magic.

She is like a beautiful flower when she is coquettish, but when she is serious and even angry, she is like a violent empress.

"Forget it." She said, "After Grey Order left the dungeon, he continued to look in Valoran, and he had to find that person. ”

"Yes." Ivanie hung her head respectfully.

LeBlanc turned, her skirt swirling like a blooming flower, her fingers caressing Ivany's cheek, the first time she had been so gently touched by someone other than her parents, and the other party was also a woman. LeBlanc's slender fingers rested on her right eye, and she had to close it, only to feel her cold hand tingle her eyelid.

"There's no need to capture him alive. You just have to bring me that person's eyes, and my gut tells me that that eye must be on him. ”

LeBlanc finished speaking, and ghostly disappeared from her room. Then she appeared in an underground hall, a cold, lonely stone chamber that was so old that the patterns that dotted it could only be used as decorative patterns, the true meaning of which no one could decipher.

This is the headquarters of the Black Rose, lurking somewhere beneath the dungeons of Noxus, and no one knows the way to it.

The strategist in the big hat waited and stood for a long time, and when he saw LeBlanc appear, he respectfully stepped forward. He could not see his physical disability when he stood still, but when he walked, his lame leg was exposed.

Noxus does not respect sickness and weakness, and a person who can survive dragging a dead leg must be more terrible than an able-bodied person.

"The woman betrayed us and changed her conditions. You don't kill her? The counselor's voice was hoarse.

LeBlanc chuckled softly, like a silver bell, "I don't really need the gold, Svein. Ivanie is a smart girl, she is just a pawn, but few pawns can jump out of themselves and see the chessboard clearly, and she cleverly protects herself. I treated her like an outcast because she was useless in her hands, but her struggles gave her a chance, and she showed me that her future would still be useful to me. ”

Her eyelashes fluttered like a slender brush, "Recall her back to Noxus one day, this pawn is just enough to wedge us into the military headquarters." You don't just need a chance for Black Rose to enter the military, she can be an important springboard. Besides, there is another reason for me to keep her. ”

"That thing ......"

"Hmm." LeBlanc bowed slightly, "Actually, I've given up, but I always feel that there is a faint hope." To find that thing, you have to find that person, Ivanie knew him, and they were in the same class in the public school. He must have changed his identity if he was able to escape the chaos of Noxus and avoid my eyes and ears, but Ivanie must have recognized him—Rodriguez Ashram. I want to get his eyes for the future. ”

……

On a high platform made of silver hung with a white veil, and the woman lay flat on the high platform, writhing unconsciously but painfully, like a snake wrapped around her body.

The naked and fair-skinned female body looms between the swaying veils like waves.

It was the third day of the Holy Maiden's descent, and she had been suffering from a fever for the rest of the day, and according to the High Priest, who was entitled to enter the veil, in this cold basement, the body of the Holy Maiden was as hot as a fire, and in the four sides of the curtain it was as hot as flowing lava.

It is the kingdom of God.

Those veils that swing slowly, but the wind does not blow in the wind, are the boundary between man and God.

When God comes, He will burn the world with fire. Only faith can be saved.

The various offerings were placed beside the silver altar, where the cultists of the Apocalypse had gathered, and their indulgent party had been going on for three days, beginning with the descent of the Holy Maiden, and their revelry had begun in this dark and damp sanctuary.

All they have to do is stay here and feast to their heart's content, and when the Lord of God descends on the body of the Holy Maiden, he will give a hunting order, and those who kill those magicians will be glorified in the Apocalypse Sect.

Delicious food is piled up on the table, and wine flows in a river-like stone trough, and the wine glasses float in the liquor, soaked in the aroma of wine.

These things are almost a miracle in resource-poor dungeons, where they are called "Underworld", the untouchables of the lower classes, who can only obtain fresh food from the upper realms through magical potions and armaments, and wine is even more extravagant. But the saint is the messenger of God, and the kingdom of God has everything, and these are just a drop in the ocean.

And then there are the potions, which are divine brews, which are elixir and jade dew from the kingdom of heaven, and when they drink it, the mundane of the blindfolds disappear from their eyes, and everyone who drinks it declares that they have seen the land of the gods, and although their descriptions are different, there is only beauty and happiness there.

On weekdays, many people poured out their wealth to drink a small cup and enjoy the pleasures of God's land away from the troubles of this world, but they were given equally to everyone at the feast of the séance.

Billyville was a porter of locomotive goods who, like most people here, volunteered to become a believer in God. This doesn't need any reason. It's like a life of indulgence and a life of dungeon, and no one chooses the latter.

During these three days, he ate and drank to his heart's content, and when he got drunk, he fell asleep, and woke up surrounded by food and wine, and of course, beauty, women don't have to twist and pinch here, their whole lives have been abandoned in this dungeon, shameful, reserved, they don't need these constraints, they just want to be happy with all their hearts.

He had never felt such joy, and he had never experienced such indulgence when he was working in the earthly world ten years ago.

The drunkenness suddenly disappeared, the food and wine, all disappeared, and he saw the curtains dancing on the high platform in the center of the hall. The naked saint stood up and spread her arms like a white carrier pigeon. It was the most perfect body he had ever seen, but it was awe-inspiring.

The majesty of God enveloped the people.

No one made a sound, and all the pleasures of sound withered to dust before the gods, and all eyes were fixed on the most holy height.

The saint spoke slowly:

"My people, I will give you freedom. The day of the apocalypse has come, and you will subvert the kingdoms of the earth and practice the beating of my heart in the world. I will divide you into three groups, and attack the door of the arena, which is sprinkled with the blood of sin; storm the door of the barracks with the flimsy mortal soldiers; Destroy the spew-spewing steel behemoth. ”

She waved her hand slightly, and weapons appeared in the empty room, like plants growing from the ground, appearing in front of everyone under the power of the gods.

"You will do your part to take over this kingdom of sin and bring down the blessings of the kingdom of heaven to the earth!"

The crowd erupted in cheers, and when the saint had finished and finished everything, her body seemed to have lost its support, and she fell limply on the high platform.

The high priests began to chant and line up the faithful, and Billville picked up a sword, he had never held a weapon, but when his hand touched the hilt, he felt the blessing of God fill him.

He will be invincible.

"One team assembles and storms the bloody arena!"

"The two teams assemble and attack the iron gate of the barracks!"

"Three teams, disperse the action! Shut down those demon factories! ”

They flock out, they don't need armor, they just rely on the blessing of God, they can overcome everything, they are miracles.

People are running and rushing to their free and beautiful kingdom of God. In the empty hall, there were only the holy woman lying on the ground and one of the remaining high priests.

The saint slowly stood up and draped her robe over her body, her spotless appearance changed, it was a beautiful but delicate face, like a piercing rose.

This woman is LeBlanc.

"Here we go, this crazy flame. The last of the Apocalypse. ”