In the quiet sky, there are layers of white mist that evenly stain the hazy spring, and at the eaves outside the window, there are jackdaws chirping and moaning restlessly, disturbing the daytime meditation.

Squeak!

The modest window opened slightly, and Jasper's heart was foreshadowed, looking out at the Lenwall Mountains looming in the clouds in the distance, where there was an inexplicable aura rippling, the instinct of the legendary assassin.

As he continued to think, the terrifying aura that surged through Valoran's hinterland brought back to his mind, as if a great being dominated the surrounding heaven and earth, and a sense of oppression surfaced in the depths of his soul.

"What's going on? Wait........"

Jasper's face was solemn, and he remembered the familiar and unfamiliar aura in the depths of the Lemmor Mountains, much like an ancient being that had appeared in Limontanlu, and the place where he was now was Valoran.

"It's a very unexpected gain, the legend of the existence of Valoran Territory is not only exposed, but may even be more!"

Looking at the pale gray mist that appeared in the quiet sky, a look of horror appeared in Jasper's pupils, and he immediately realized that Valoran was no longer safe, and he had to .......... it immediately

Phew! Phew!

[Shadow Mystery! Blades】

Two pitch-black shuriken slammed into the void from a corner of the room as if they had escaped into the void, their sharp breath faintly cutting through the air.

Sonorous!

The scarlet glow flashed in front of Jasper like lightning, knocking down the shuriken in close proximity, and then a crimson thin sword stabbed behind him, where a shadow was silently approaching.

[Shadow Mystery! Doppelganger]!

The shadow suddenly disappeared in place, and the next moment, it appeared above Jasper's head, coldly looking down at the target in front of him.

Bite! Bite! Bite!

The crisp and melodious sound of clashing resounded in the room, and the sparks that burst out like stars shone on two disappearing figures.

It was an extremely pleasing battle, but full of icy killing intent, and both men used their respective strengths to the extreme, and an invisible sharp aura filled the void, sometimes leaving deep marks on the walls and floors.

In the room, the figure of the catastrophe was constantly flickering, the dark black energy was like a wave of ripples in the air, the target had an intuitive perception beyond searching, every attack would be blocked, and then brazenly counterattacked, so that he had to borrow a clone to dodge the extremely dangerous crimson sword.

"Shadows, no one can escape!" A flash of crimson brilliance surged behind the armor of the Tribulation, and the twilight blade in his hand glowed with cold sharpness.

[Shadow Mystery! Ghost Slash]!

The remaining black energy erupted at this moment, like a blazing fire, and where the shadow was, pitch-black blades stretched out one after another, frantically slashing towards the enemy's target.

"Another top-level talent, a shadow assassin on the path to legend." Jasper took a deep breath and calmly looked at the shadow assassin in front of him, with envy and fear in his eyes, envy of the shadow assassin's age and talent, and fear of the strength exposed by the Valoran Leader.

Recalling the news from the spies recently, Jasper said softly, "Maybe I should suggest to His Majesty Guy that the forces of the royal party be restrained, they have already provoked forces that should not be provoked!" ”

The 'young' royal party of the Gate of Sorrow and the city of Edalas are still playing tricks, but they are unaware of the terrifying power hidden behind this territory, and I hope you can guarantee your lives when you face Baron Modrian in the future.

[Swordsmanship Bee Sting]!

The crimson thin sword was tucked around his waist, and then Jasper suddenly stabbed out, and in an instant, countless points of crimson light appeared around his body, like worker bees gathered in a hive.

Buzzing! Buzzing! Buzzing!

The buzz sounded suddenly, and the burst of crimson light burst into patches one after another, colliding with the black energy that invaded in front of him and annihilating each other, and then dissipated, as if completely melting into the air and shadows.

The next moment, dense traces crisscrossed the walls, desks, and wooden beds of the room, and under such a powerful destructive force, the two of them disappeared in almost no order.

Thundered!

The room that had been intact collapsed after the two left, and the dirt and dust covered the building.

"Pretty good!" Jasper smiled and looked at the shadow assassin who stepped out of the shadows not far away, and just as he wanted to continue his movements, he accidentally noticed something, and hurriedly raised the crimson sword in his hand.

Click! Click! Click!

In the field of vision, cracks suddenly appeared on the body of the crimson thin sword, and then broke into four pieces, leaving only the stump of the handle.

"Demigods? Artifact? Jasper's gaze fell on the shadow assassin's twin blades crossed over his chest, the black dagger clenched in his right hand.

On the whole, the handle of the dagger and the blade of the sword seemed to be integrated, and the snow-white blade reflected the cold light in the sky, with faint red runes engraved on the back of the knife.

Greed, entanglement, and envy alternated in Jasper's eyes, and finally he noticed the increasingly uneasy aura in Valoran's territory, and forcibly held back all the **, and fled directly into the shadows.

"Looking forward to seeing you next time! That's when fate will be decided. ”

The figure of the robbery rested on the eaves of a nearby building, allowing the target to leave.

As the Lord of the Shadow Stream, he has a good memory, so he recognizes who that person is, the Grand Steward of the Valrant Palace, the legendary Assassin, Jasparquelti, and importantly, his strength is not strong enough to force the other party to stay.

He looked down at the few marks on the pitch-black chain mail, faintly blood seeped out, and whispered: "The path of the shadow is not at the end yet, I still need to continue to pursue the shadow!" ”

The shadows have cleared, and there are still deep agents lurking in the town of Irwindale, which need to be cleaned again!

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

The cold wind on the halfway point of the mountain blew a few strands of blonde hair on his forehead, and Modrian hurried to Fort Dig through Noxtola's teleportation, looking down at the noisy and chaotic refugees at the foot of the mountain, and from time to time there would be dirty swearing.

The invasion of the gnolls has forced these people to leave their homeland, and the darkness of humanity on the way has destroyed something, so they feel that they have nothing to fear.

If someone induces and coerces them, then the accumulated resentment will seek to vent, especially when the gnolls are trailing, and the dark emotions completely suppress reason.

Why don't the high-ranking gentlemen and aristocrats protect them, the weak? Why can't I get residency in the town like other civilians? Why should I stay outside the walls and wait for death?

They yearn to realize the darkness within themselves!

"How long have these people been gathering?" Modrian looked indifferently at the refugees who were eager to try and go up the mountain again, and asked.

"From noon to now, they have arranged for some people to go up the mountain, hoping that we will provide them with shelter, hot water, food, and even women for us!" Crane said with a smile, but there was a hint of blood in his smile.

Regardless of social affiliation, background, homeland, and personal wealth, anyone can gain power, status, and respect in Noxus, as long as they are able to demonstrate the necessary abilities.

And the refugees below who have been completely abolished and lost their minds are obviously not eligible!