Almost everyone's eyes in Queen City were focused on the Temple of Glory Square, which was about to start, and the huge square was already surrounded by a crowd of people watching the excitement. With the statue in the center of the square as the center, a ring is set up in the south, east, and west, and each of these four places will evaluate different categories of content. And in front of each ring, a long table for the judges to judge is already in place.

The crowds make some of the alleys seem deserted, and the slightest sound can't attract the attention of others.

"Lord Diana, spare your life, spare your life!

In the alley not far from the Temple of Glory, a bruised man from the Di clan was sitting on the ground, moving his body backwards with all his might. He was covered in blood and had several visible wounds on his body.

His gaze trembled as he stood on the waist of the woman in front of him, begging for forgiveness.

"Well, what else, people who see me will say to me, 'Ah, I tried my best,' 'No, you can't do that to me.'" ”

The appearance of the woman named "Diana" did not match her name in a terrible way. The blood-red hair, the cold eyes, the tight short robe up to the thighs, and the hot body are full of a sense of crisis.

She slowly approached Kearno, each step twisting Kearno's expression with fear.

"Spare me, spare me!" Cornow's voice almost trembled, and even his whole body could be seen shaking uncontrollably.

Diana smiled rather than a smile, and a conspicuous scar on her right eye added to her unspeakable coldness.

"Lord Karl doesn't need useless people, that's it. ”

Kearno's last voice vanished in his throat, his pupils dilated infinitely until the last of his light was gone. He sat on his knees, his limbs spasming irregularly until he was completely limp. Blood gushed from a thin line around his neck, taking away the last of his life.

Diana calmly wiped the dark golden blade from her hand, then sheathed her sword and turned away as if nothing had happened.

In the main hall of the Glory Temple, Terami and the others looked serious. In the past days, no matter which assessment, they have never had the same pressure as this time.

"Fellow instructors, the outside is ready to go. ”

A man in a Glory Temple uniform reported.

"Okay, you go first. ”

Terami waved his hand, and the man saluted politely, then stepped back.

"I heard that a special mentor from Atlantis came to observe this assessment?"

When there were only four Ultimate Mentors and Irelia left in the hall, Ice Blue spoke.

Terami smirked disdainfully, "It's just a pretense of listening to us to spy on our decisions." ”

"Watch, doesn't Karl know what Queen City means?" said Irelia.

"No, it's not as simple as you say. You're still too young, Atlantis City has never been more complicated than we thought. Thousands of years of accumulation, the problems that can be left to this day are some big problems. ”

Sergarin explained. As a beast spirit, he had seen the methods of the royal city army for hundreds of years. Of course, the forces on the surface never use violence against the vulnerable, but dark things often happen in places where they are not seen.

"I remember there was an assassination group called 'Night Grave'. And the representative of Atlantis City who came this time is the leader of this organization. If that's the case, I'm afraid we'll have to be extra careful this time. ”

Sergarin was in his throat, and he could almost see in his eyes an ominous omen that had never been seen before. The word "Night Grave" made the already serious atmosphere here even colder, except for Irelia, who didn't know why, everyone else looked like frost.

"What is this?" asked Irelia.

"'Night Grave'...... If this is true, then the situation is far more complicated than we think. Ice Blue shook her head and continued, "This organization wasn't supposed to be under the Light, its members are ruthless killers. As far as I know, King Eklin was severely opposed to its formation, and even trained twelve Silver Wings to counterbalance it. ”

"Isn't that the Silverwing Guardian a combat force that was formed because of the alliance between the Dikan and the Elves?"

Ice Blue's expression became more severe, and he said, "No, no. That's just rhetoric. The existence of the 'Night Tomb' itself has not been confirmed, and they have not been seen in the entire Eastern Continent. Not long before the death of King Thorton, the exploits of the crusade against the northern fortress were also recorded on the head of the 'Night Tomb'. It was also the first time that its existence was confirmed. And you know what happened after that. Evelyn, the leader of the Silverwings, defected, and since then, the Silverwings have been under surveillance, ...... to their former glory."

Bing Lan shook her head helplessly, and stopped there. Indeed, to this day, the Silver Wing Guardian no longer symbolizes glory, and can even be said to have disappeared. Although Wang Cheng did not announce the disbandment of this team, even if they still existed, they were not the same as they used to be.

Irelia was puzzled, "Even if the 'Night Grave' is an organization that needs the combat power of the Silver Wing Guards to be able to balance it, can they alone be able to do anything wrong in Queen's City?" ”

Terami said, "Do you know who the real leader of the 'Night Grave' is?"

"Diana. Irelia didn't hesitate.

Tyrami shook her head in denial, saying, "She's just the leader of this team, and the 'Night Grave' is a team that directly obeys Karl. You know, that guy is now the regent of Atlantis. ”

"W-What?"

Irelia finally understood why everyone was so solemn. The Silverwing Guardian is King Eklin's direct combat force, and the 'Night Grave' is Karl's subordinate. Perhaps the tragedy that happened ten years ago really needs to be revisited, and although everyone is forced to keep silent under pressure from the Dragon Knights, Atlantis City may have changed in nature now.

"So you're all here, I'm sorry, I arrived on time, right?"

The female voice appeared coldly at the other end of the hall. The crowd did not notice when she was standing there and how she had entered. This can't help but make people break out in a cold sweat. Except for Sergarin, the other four were all high-level combat forces between the Sages and the Most Holy Ones, and none of them noticed the movements of this uninvited guest.

"Oh, and I forgot that you're all people with heads and faces, so allow me to introduce myself. My name is Diana, the messenger of Atlantis. ”

Diana's right arm was bent in front of her abdomen and she bowed slightly—a common etiquette in the Eastern Continent.

"Now that the messenger has arrived, let's get ready to begin!"

Terami stepped forward and responded with the same courtesy to the inscrutable "Envoy of Atlantis" in front of him.

After all, everyone's expressions could not relax, and Diana turned around and reached out as if she was not looking, and the heavy door was controlled by an invisible force and slowly opened.

"Where is it sacred?"

Irelia exclaimed in her heart.

Outside the door, the cries of the onlookers came and went like thunder, but the eyes of the five people in the hall were focused on the person in front of the door.

"Come on, guys. ”

Diana turned her head slightly, her hands naturally open. Under the sun, the tutors actually felt an inexplicable biting cold.

Night graves?

Diana?