The Tavern of the Fallen has only risen to prominence in the City of Chaos in recent years, and the older generation of exiles, tired of the killing and blood, quietly retreated, and the Tavern appeared as if out of thin air, firmly occupying the entrance to one of the streets of the City of Chaos.

The first building at the entrance of the street,In the chaos of the city, it means 'authority',It's like the most central avenue.,Except for the black castle and the demon statue.,No eye-opening bastard dares to insert a tombstone with his name written there.,For the pursuit of power,As long as it's a person with a head.,Will flock to it.,Not to mention these sinners who will hide in this black cage because of **.。

So the fame of the Fallen Tavern is likewise a baptism of blood.

It was a rainy night, the black earth became damp, it was impossible to tell whether it was rain or blood, only a strange knight covered in darkness slaughtered all the evildoers who tried to fight for 'authority', and it was very shocking that this knight did not use a spear, but with a single pair of hands, countless strongmen were torn apart, the corpses were broken, the blood flowed like rivers, and the severed limbs and stumps flew in wails and curses, the weak magician was understandable, but among those torn apart by him were more warriors known for their strength.

Later, a survivor recalled: his spear had been carried behind him as if it were some untouchable holy relic, and not even a drop of blood had been splashed on it

"Knock, knock, knock. ”

Under the dim kerosene lamp, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who?"

Charles was a little surprised, this unique stained glass door has not been touched for a long time, even those crazy guys in the chaotic city who claim to have slept with the Holy Maiden of Light, when they see this glass door, they will subconsciously shrink their heads, walk away quickly, and then find a safe place to continue to brag about their non-existent legends.

So for Charles, when the door was played, he was a little happy.

"Your Excellency Charles, as a knight, you must not turn away others, especially elders. ”

A hoarse voice came from outside the door, and Charles's face was as cold as the moonlight in the night, and his blue eyes were a little rippling, and he gently opened the only door of the Fallen Tavern.

A man wrapped in a gray robe stood outside the door, his whole body was like a thin bamboo stick, his hands were tightly wrapped around his waist, this was really a pair of long hands, making such a strange movement could still keep him standing, and the hood of the gray robe completely covered the person's facial features, leaving only a pair of empty eye sockets, exuding a terrifying aura in the moonlight.

Charles took a breath and muttered:

"The Lich"

Quietly closing the door, Charles greeted the gray-robed man with a little caution.

His broad lips trembled slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Quack, honorable knight, I think you're going to start with the classic phrase 'Ugly lich, didn't you die in the holy war at the beginning of the era?' only to find out that you're not much nobler than me now, a knight who has lost his glory, can't even be proud of an undead creature. ”

The gray-robed man's eerie laughter was like a gust of wind, making the dim kerosene lamp flicker on and off.

Charles, the fallen knight, was silent, and after a long time, the dim kerosene lamp regained its burning light, and he said slowly: "What are you coming to me for, although I am no longer a knight, I am not ready to join the Dark Council. ”

Charles sat in a wooden chair carved with skull ornaments, holding a glass of rum, the red liquid like blood against the backdrop of the night.

The man in gray stood in the moonlight, his shadow reflected on the ground, without arms and corners, like a bamboo pole.

"Dark Council, since the 'Bone Emperor' and 'Corpse' two Sacred Realm powerhouses were lost in the forbidden land, that religious group has lost its pitiful glory, and the saddest thing is that the twelve Dark Great Elders with the 'Elegy' coat of arms thought of how to divide up what little of the council had left, this is simply ridiculous, a fool would have thought that the Holy War of the Holy See of Light would follow one after another. So, rest assured, the noble knight from the Bone Fortress was once full of dazzling aura around you, and now I will not let you do anything that violates the rules of knighthood. ”

A trace of fire suddenly ignited in the empty eyes of the gray-robed man, and under the bright moonlight, this flame burned more and more, and finally turned into two dark blue fireballs, flickering and dimming, like pupils embedded in the gray-robed man's dark eyes.

"What's more, I don't belong to the unruly forces of the Dark Council. ”

Charles was slightly moved, and his eyes as blue as the ocean rippled.

The Dark Council, which has a long history, is said to have had a huge power on the Eternal Continent long before the Age of Light, and it is deeply rooted, like an old tree that has grown for 10,000 years without decaying. The night never comes' of the Age of Light, the hymn is sung, the admonition of the God of Light is incomparably beautiful under the hype of the bard, of course, all the dark forces have been crusaded in the name of heresy, under the flame of holy war, countless black forces that were once flourishing have been exterminated, only the Dark Council, this unfathomable iceberg has shown a terrifying connotation in the war, so that the Inquisition of the Holy See of Light are distressed, and have to temporarily truce and sign the so-called "Treaty of Coexistence of Light and Shadow".

Such a force, even if it loses some of its heritage under the blackmail of the goddess of time, it can be regarded as the pinnacle of the Eternal Continent in any case.

Charles felt a chill down his spine that he hadn't experienced in a long time, the last time he was in the Bone Fortress when he faced the old mage who had crawled out of the tombstone.

"I'm here in the hope that you can do me a favor. ”

The man in gray stretched out his left hand, bent down slightly, and his right hand was still on his waist.

"It's really a weird etiquette, you tell me first, can I make myself smile with my efforts and gains, at least the chaos is a black land where interests and ** are paramount. ”

Bowing his head and taking a sip of rum, a trace of struggle appeared in Charles's blue pupils, but it disappeared immediately, and his eyes were like the deep sea that was calm, which was terrifying.

In fact, he didn't want to have an argument with this old monster who had lived for countless years, after all, as an exile, the identity of the gray-robed lich was much more mysterious than Charles's, and Charles also knew very well that this mysterious gray-robed man was definitely a high-level in the food network of the chaotic capital, at least with the 'Lost Lands' Enchantress 'is in a field, such people, more or less care about their own face, they are completely different from those who only know about killing, the reason why the evil person kills may be just for a gold coin, but when they kill, they may be thinking about not only the gold coin, but also the angel pattern decorated on it, such a person, it is best not to offend nature, of course, if there is really a contradiction, in the chaotic capital, Charles is still confident that he will not be easily defeated.

"Quack, worthy of the knight chief of the former Dry Bone Fortress, it is different from those timid little guys, what I need is very simple. ”

The gray-robed man straightened up, his smile as strange as a crescent moon.

"You can accompany me to kill someone. ”

Charles was stunned, a few drops of red rum spilled on his hand, and after thinking for a few breaths, he asked softly, "Who?"

"Do you know who sits in the carriage that has made a mess of the chaotic capital?"

Charles stood up suddenly, his face grim, his dark armor shining in the moonlight, and the light of the chain mail on his chest flowing quietly like the waves of the ocean.

The gray-robed man seemed to have expected this scene for a long time, and his tone was irrepressibly excited.

"That's right, you don't know, I can't even think of it when I break my head, the man hiding in that carriage deceived all the evildoers in the City of Chaos, the black land was tainted by his arrival, he was not some wise and powerful mage, but a very young child, ten years old at most. ”

"Charles, a powerful knight, I need your help, I feel an incomparably strong magic fluctuation in that child's body, it is unimaginable, how can a pampered aristocratic heir condense such a terrifying magical power, as a lich who abandons ** to death, my perception of spiritual power has reached the peak of your human race, but even so, I still can't detect how deep and vast that child's magical ocean is, Charles, guess why. ”

"You mean that kid has some kind of terrifying magic bonus weapon on him?"

Charles's mood suddenly became a little cold, the rum in the glass had bottomed out, and he held the goblet glass, as if he was thinking about whether to continue a little more.

Completely different from him, the gray-robed man's emotions were unimaginably excited, and his voice trembled incessantly.

"Magical Blessing Weapon?Charles, do you know what that magic fluctuation means, that's at least the lifelong wisdom of a Sanctuary mage, and if I'm not mistaken, that kid has an item on him that Sanctuary mage used to use!"

"I refuse. ”

The gray-robed man's hysterical roar came to an abrupt end, and Charles in the moonlight left him with only a lonely back, fading away in the dark-shrouded depraved tavern.

"Hmm"

The gray-robed man was stunned for a moment, but then he suddenly smiled, and the dark blue flames in his eyes swayed in the wind.

"Your broken spear was cursed by an old shaman of the orc tribe. ”

Charles paused

"That's the power of the ancestors from the orc voodoo tribe, and even the old mages in the Bone Fortress who have been famous for a long time can't banish them. ”

"You know, knight, for evil, you have to take advantage of another evil, and I can solve this sorrow for you, and even, I can get you back to the Bone Fortress. ”

The wind was gusting, the kerosene lamp was extinguished, and the gray-robed man in the moonlight showed a terrible face, which turned out to be a skull crawling with maggots.