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The Noxian aristocracy went from party to dinner and dance halls, following the example of Demacian high society, with men dressed in tuxedo vests and top hats, and carrying canes made of precious wood; The women wore sumptuous evening gowns, and the intricate decorations of the wide-brimmed hats made them look as if they were carrying a flower basket on their heads.

No one knew that the battle had begun, that the commander-in-chief was Du Quekao, and that the empty lobby of the Dragon Tavern was now only a sand table surrounded by empty tables and chairs, a miniature view of Noxus, and the events that were about to befall the city-state had already been included.

The killers poured out of the nest, silently walking by night as if on a normal mission, carrying murder weapons and voodoo dolls to the aristocratic quarter of the city, each taking a portion of the assassination list, all of whom were puppets controlled by the Black Rose.

The beggars nested in important street corners, and a pair of vigilant eyes were hidden under their torn and smelly hats.

The drunkards in the XC district began to fight, but no one was killed, and the carriage of the police station had to rush to the scene again and again to solve this trivial problem, and the continuous alarm made the horses pulling the carriage gasp, not to mention the police officers on duty at night, one by one scolding and complaining about their bad luck.

The vagabonds attacked the aristocratic district for bread, and the evening was just the time for the nobles to socialize, and the nobles' mansions, luxurious theaters, and high-end restaurants needed guards everywhere, and after sending people to the police station for help but to no avail, even the personal guards of the great general Darkville had to be called, on the other hand, to prevent the incompetent city defense army from escalating such a small incident into an event affecting the great general Darkville.

Because this day is special-

"Wednesday." Zero explained to Durkkao that by this time they had climbed a city wall that was empty and unguarded, and that Zero had taken the crutches from his mouth back to help him walk. "Do you remember the days we met?"

He reminded him, but Du Kecao did not react.

They were approaching the heavily guarded main fortress, deep in the plains of Noxus, but in order to show that there was no level to be crossed, a layered city had been built on the plains.

Civilians struggle above and below the horizon;

The nobles lay on the plundered gold, silver, and wealth, and the rich and noble families had basements, and their basements were connected to the dungeons hidden in the depths, which seemed to be another kingdom of magicians, and all the time affected everything in the earthly world;

As for the king, located in the main castle, high in the main hall, is the patron saint of the city, the immortal Darkville.

That's where they're going.

"That day I begged the people in the carriage for food." "Wait a minute," he said, "and you'll see them, old men and bewitching women wrapped like mummies." He gritted his cane between his teeth again, and climbed like an ape.

They quickly approached in the night, the heart of Noxus.

It was once the royal palace of Noxus, and it was not until the arrival of the great general who drove the emperor away that a sharp fortress was built on the basis of the magnificent palace. He incorporated all the private armies of the nobles under his command, and Noxus became a military state surrounded by nobles.

It's just that nothing has changed.

The Emperor was driven out, but the General turned a deaf ear to the Black Rose, a mage organization that had eroded into the marrow of the nobles.

"We'll be changemakers, lone wolves." Zero said, "From tonight onwards, you won't need this codename." ”

They paused many times on the walls of the main fort, listening to the footsteps of the guards inside the walls with bated breath in the hunting wind, and then continued upward, approaching the highest place, as if they were climbing to the pinnacle of power.

Finally, they climbed to the balcony and looked down on Noxus, the magic lamps of the noble quarter, the diesel lamps of the XC district, their points of light were connected, and they were like eagles flying in the air, overlooking the prey on the ground.

Leaning closer to the floor-to-ceiling window, Du Quecao finally saw the unspeakable scene taking place inside.

……

The old man sat upright on his throne, his robes had been taken off, and his body was covered with bandages, really mummy, and the unbanded parts were pale and lifeless. And the purple-haired woman wearing a purple and gold crown sat on his lap in an ambiguous posture.

"It's time." Hoarse voice, the yellowed strip of white cloth around the old man's neck squirmed.

The woman raised her hand, her nails gently scratching her beautiful side of her neck, obviously without signs of force, but leaving a trail of blood, and crystal beads of blood rolled down from the small cracked mouth in the skin.

The old man's body seemed to suddenly regain its vitality, and he pounced on it, his chapped lips kissing the scar on her neck roughly, like a young beast greedily sucking breast milk, and then the bandaged body began to change somewhat, and the bulging muscles seemed to be wriggling, like strong worms.

The woman's eyes were gently closed, and the indentation of the teeth on her red lips had an indescribable charm, but the old man was like a bloodthirsty beast with red eyes, and his thirst for the woman's blood was far higher than her sinful body.

"Ahem, that's the end of the restrictive scene." Zero clapped his hands lightly and emerged from behind the curtains.

"Who is it?" The blood-sucking process stopped, and the old man looked up at the visitor who had suddenly invaded, and the seductive woman glanced sideways.

"It's me, my lordship, but it's a pity that your life can't last forever from today."

Du Kekao followed him, his sword bursting with the edge of a sword that had killed hundreds of men in just a few months.

"You're really capable, Oriental." The woman's fingers ran over the bleeding wound on her white neck, healing the wound as if there were silk threads, and she giggled, but her body suddenly flashed in front of him, and her fingers gently touched his chin. "Oops. Unexpectedly, he was actually a handsome guy. ”

Zero raised his hand, as if to wrap his arms around the woman's waist, and the fierce light of the dagger leaked out of the cuffs from that moment, only stabbing a cloud of air, and after the sneak attack failed, the dagger was quickly retracted, as if nothing had happened for a moment.

That's right, it's like an illusion.

Zero's dagger was stabbed out and retrieved in a blink of an eye, and the woman, who was originally sitting on the old man's lap, suddenly appeared in front of him, flirted directly, and returned to its original position in an instant.

Du Kecao thought he was dazzled.

"It's not good to be too anxious." The woman chuckled and stood up from the old man's lap, the curves of her body flowing with her movements.

"I'm not interested in old women," he said, looking at the other calmly, "the sorcerer Queen LeBlanc." ”