The gloomy castle, with countless slender branches dancing one after another, depicting strange patterns on the flat ground, a faint layer of dark and crimson dim light can be seen on a closer look, and there is a sulfurous aura that touches the barriers in the void space.

"Huh, what is this?" The dancing branches stalled slightly, and the sound of surprise suddenly sounded, and Hrugok's breath dissipated to attract the attention of the great shadow. "What's going on, why did the Blood War Legion fall in a human kingdom?" Doubts welled up in my heart.

"Morley." A slightly hurried voice echoed through the castle, calling out to his servants, but the response he hadn't received for a long time seemed to foreshadow something.

"Morley!?"

"Oh, so this old fellow's name is Morley?"

A deep shadow appeared, accompanied by a few dull sounds of 'dong dong dong', a bloodstained head rolled down to the castle floor, and the blood soaked the red carpet, faintly revealing an old face with a false smile.

"The strength is okay, but it's a pity that the pampered posture makes him lose the vigilance he deserves." He looked up at the huge creature hidden in the castle and whispered.

"Still, you're going to be unlucky, those war maniacs won't let you go." He looked at what was left on the branches, and pity flashed in his heart, and although he didn't like the war maniacs, some of the beliefs he held on to were similar.

"High Shadow Assassin!?" A huge shadow shook the branches, looking down at the calamity in front of them. "If it's just you, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop me!"

"Can't stop you?!" As if hearing some joke, he looked at the other party sarcastically, clenched his twilight blade slightly, and dissipated into the shadows. "Then let's try it."

The cold autumn wind blows through the castle, and everything is like a silhouette stuck in the air, melting into the boundless silence.

The slender branches stopped dancing, and the lines reflected in the moonlight were no longer depicted, as if a mortal danger was beating in the soul.

......................

Looking at the dilapidated city gate, Modrian tugged on the reins, sighed lightly, and immediately looked at Svein at his side, and only after seeing a slight nod of his head did he continue to move inside.

The path was opened by the Trefali legionnaires, and after passing through the dimly lit passageways, the scenery in front of them was somewhat desolate and dilapidated.

The cold wind blew a corner of the gray clouds, the moonlight fell, the corner towers built on the city wall collapsed a lot, and the blood stains that had long dried up were faintly visible.

There was no movement at all, only when the breeze drifted by, there would be a whimper, like a touch of lament and regret.

"Rivoldine Blacksmith." On both sides of the road, Modrian saw the dwarven blacksmith shops he had visited, there had been dealings and conflicts, but now they had all been reduced to nothingness in the plague.

Restraining his emotions, he looked at the aristocratic area under the night, a huge black shadow stood up, slowly devouring the surrounding light.

The group picked up speed and weaved through the city of Edalas, the ruined landscape around them flashing like a slide until they reached Harriman Castle.

The castle, which tends to be a military fortress, has lost its old and old atmosphere, with a towering tree rooted in the castle and its branches climbing over the cracked gray walls, obscuring the heavy gates.

"The Tree of Gantias!"

Looking up at the giant blue-black tree in front of him, Modrian muttered softly, recalling the information introduced by Sigrid.

Legend has it that a vampire named Gantias used terrifying magic to build a terrifying tower known as the tip of the night, and kept humans in captivity as blood food. Eventually, Gantias was killed by a human hero who impaled the heart with a stake, but his vampire blood imbued the stake with terrifying powers.

After some time, new curly sprouts grew on the wood, and it grew into a sapling filled with the essence of vampires' evil. It is said that a mad human mage found the sapling and transplanted it into a lush forest.

The Tree of Gantias then grows and infects the surrounding forests, spreading evil through its roots and soil to other plants, then wilting or transforming into blighters.

The spread of the Blighted Monster crowds out and poisons other healthy plants, replacing them with their own kind, such as thorns and poisonous weeds.

This is also the origin of the Blight, and the reason why Modrian encountered such a Blight.

Through the dim moonlight, Modrian saw that countless branches were stained with dark flesh, and bits of cyan blood dripping down the walls, as if watering and cultivating something strange.

Click! Click!

Cyne carried the black axe to the gate hidden by the branches, and the Trifarian army behind him marched forward in a united formation, all focused on the giant tree.

Without hesitation, Sain used his terrifying power to chop down the branches of the giant tree, and to his astonishment, the branches did not move.

Modrian's expression moved slightly, and then a smile appeared on his white face: "Let's go, the catastrophe is already inside, and it seems that something interesting has happened." ”

Even though he didn't seem to be in danger, he was still not reassured, and looked up at the night sky, a sky-blue bluebird fell straight down on his shoulder, and the crisp chirping sound drifted into his ears.

The streets and buildings of Harriman Castle were mostly damaged, and a cold, stiff corpse fell to the ground, and the shriveled body was visible as if it had been sucked out of blood, but there were still many magic lamps that were still working.

Walking a hundred meters, a hard main trunk about dozens of zhang high appeared in front of everyone, and countless slender branches danced one after another, clashing with the shadows in the void.

As soon as the branches stopped, or depicted the strange patterns of the ground, shadows would erupt, and thin and dense black lines would frantically cut through the branches in front of them, until all movement was interrupted.

"It's a robbery." Modrian recognized the familiar fluctuations in energy, and then his attention was drawn to the dark and bloody glow of the ground, and he smelled the faint smell of sulfur, and his face was clear.

"Is this a passage that wants to open the bottomless abyss?"

Something strange..... If the Abyss Passage in Edalas wasn't opened, then where did the Blighters, Vampire Banshees, Bear Goblin Legions, and the Tree of Gantias come from..........

Modrian's thoughts raced, as if he wanted something, but his attention was immediately drawn to the dense branches above the strange circle.

Each branch was covered with corpse-like corpses, most of them wearing robes, and the remaining marks and insignia suggest that they were mages of the Harriman family and war mages of the Kingdom Legion.

In addition to this, some of the corpses exposed to the dim light were relatively fresh bones, broken armor embedded in rotten flesh and bones.

But Modrian recognized the corpses as coming from the Noxian scouts trapped in the plague area, and the branches swayed slightly, as if mocking the crowd gathered in front of them.

The life energy that surged into the sky like wolf smoke erupted one after another on Modrian's side, and an irrepressible killing intent permeated the area of the battle.

Noxians are very vindictive, and they are especially good at blood for blood and tooth for tooth!

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