Gray coughed in a low voice, and the sound echoed repeatedly in the empty and silent building, like ripples on the surface of calm water.
He didn't like this place. It was dark and damp. He didn't know how long it had been abandoned. There were countless debris floating in the air and dust piled up on the ground. Just by breathing lightly, he could feel a large amount of foreign matter stuck in his throat.
It's absolutely disgusting.
But Gray still had to come here and finish his work, the devil's work.
Gray still remembers when he first came to Oath City Opos. At that time, he was still a newcomer in the King's Secret Sword. He had great ambitions and looked forward to showing off his talents in future actions.
I was really stupid at that time, and I didn't have any clear understanding of the world I was about to step into. It was not the gentle training in the academy, but real swords and blood.
"call……"
Gray sighed longly, the humid air reminding him of that nightmare rainy night.
The captain he trusted chose to betray the King's Secret Sword. He personally killed his friend and almost killed himself. For revenge and to find out the truth about the captain's betrayal, the desperate Gray chose to make a deal with the tyrant.
Gray moved his palms. He clearly remembered the feeling when he killed the captain. Anger and joy were mixed together, and his body was shaking.
That was just a year ago. Looking back now, it's like looking at another person's life.
Gray didn't recall for too long. After his revenge was successful, he didn't return to the King's Secret Sword, nor did he continue to chase the King's Shield Guard. When the tyrant whispered in his ear the secret that took away his soul, all he had was
Endless confusion.
Like the walking dead.
Opening his palm, a golden Mammon coin was placed in his palm, with the Mammon side facing up, and when turned over, there was a mercury symbol.
Evil spirit.
Gray knew the legend represented by this symbol, a monster that killed mercilessly in the Great Rift... Vika seemed to know who the evil spirit was, but he never mentioned it to himself.
"The devil is really strange..."
Gray muttered to himself, passing the time with random thoughts.
At the end of his revenge, Gray got the secret he wanted from the tyrant - the true identity of the Shadow King.
Gray thought he would lose all his soul, but the tyrant mercifully left a trace for Gray.
Everything has a price.
Gray failed to become a demon, but became the debtor of the tyrant. Like Vika, he became his servant in the world and acted for him.
The sound of footsteps rang out from the darkness ahead, interrupting his random thoughts. Gray tried to wake himself up. Since becoming a debtor, he seemed to have resigned himself to depravity and was completely different from his former self.
It may be the mania caused by the loss of the soul, it may be the dark and dirty environment of the Great Rift, or it may be the madness caused by the secret.
Gray's mental state became increasingly depressed, and chaotic thoughts fermented deep in his mind.
After learning the truth, Gray couldn't think of revenge. As for the captain, he was dead and Gray killed him with his own hands.
The devil's words lingered in my mind.
"Fight for the Shadow King or kill him. It's your choice, Gray."
As if he has lost his goal, Gray no longer thinks about the future, or even cares about his own affairs. Sometimes Gray even feels like it doesn't matter if he dies.
Every day became extremely painful, and he began to numb himself with alcohol. Fortunately, as a slave of the devil, Vika never charged him for drinking. From then on, Gray's body always exuded the smell of drunkenness.
The figures of the guests gradually became clearer in the darkness. There were only two people coming, one tall and one short. The sound of metal clanking could be vaguely heard, as if someone was wearing strong iron armor under their robes.
Gray stood up straight, got rid of the troubles of depression and alcohol, and took the devil's work seriously. This was one of the few sober moments in his day.
The guest stopped, and then a coin was flicked to him. Gray caught it steadily and looked at the coin. It was Mammon, which had greed on both sides.
Greedy Mammon is also the legend itself.
"This is the goods you need, batches of Mangyin Souls."
Gray stepped aside and patted the stacked boxes, which were all filled with the sacred souls.
"As for these, the philosopher's stones from the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce are all condensed from the bodies of death row prisoners according to your request."
Gray put down his suitcase. Compared with these boxes of Mang Silver Souls, the value of this Philosopher's Stone is dozens of times greater than theirs.
The tall figure nodded and strode forward. The sound of the friction of armor clearly reached Gray's ears.
Before the other party took the philosopher's stone, Gray asked abruptly, "Does it matter who the philosopher's stone comes from?"
The figure paused for a moment. He was not prepared to answer Gray's question and took the philosopher's stone directly. Gray didn't say anything. He knew he had asked a stupid question.
Everyone knows what the people who come to the Great Rift look like. They are nothing more than dirty, hungry rats.
Gray was used to seeing demons fighting each other. He used to be disgusted by them and even said that he would take action in anger, but now Gray has become a member of the rats, and he is also the fattest one. It is really ironic to think about it.
"They are all eating carrion, and you still want to pick the most unpalatable ones... is it to reduce your own psychological burden?"
Gray said and laughed. The requests of these two guests were really strange.
After a moment of silence, another short figure said hoarsely, "That's right."
He raised his head and saw that there was darkness under his robe, "Sounds quite hypocritical, doesn't it?"
Gray nodded, "It's indeed hypocritical."
"There's nothing we can do about it. In a world like this, it's inevitable that there will be blood on it." He sighed deeply, as if he was filled with infinite sadness. "Just take it as a little bit of psychological comfort and pretend that you haven't completely fallen."
appearance."
Gray suppressed his smile. He did not expect that the other party would answer his question seriously.
The figure took a few steps forward, and then he noticed the sword blade that Gray was carrying behind his back. Two long swords were carried side by side, one looked more ordinary, and the other was the color of blood.
The voice asked, "Is that your weapon?"
Gray turned slightly sideways, covering the two sword blades.
Even his parents find it difficult to recognize the depressed Gray at this moment. He seems to have said goodbye to the past completely, but there are still some things that can prove his past, such as these two secret swords that he cannot part with.
"Secret Sword..."
The tall figure also noticed the two sword blades, his voice seemed a little confused, and his eyes came from under the dark robes.
The short figure asked, "Are you a member of the King's Secret Sword? No...is this your trophy?"
Gray said, "One is, the other is not."
He then asked, "Can I hear their story?"
Beautiful memories flashed before Gray's eyes, and his dead heart beat powerfully a few times, as if he had returned to his former self, and he whispered.
"One from my friends, the other from my enemies."
"Then what?"
"There is no more."
Gray's voice turned cold. It was abnormal for him to be able to say so much. He didn't want to continue talking.
The other party did not ask further questions. He took the suitcase containing the Philosopher's Stone from the tall figure, and the tall figure picked up the heavy cargo boxes and carried them easily.
The two of them walked towards the outside world without stopping too much. When their figures were about to disappear into the darkness, a hoarse voice slowly came out.
"Tell him that we will continue to trade in the future."
After leaving the dark and abandoned building, the two of them walked towards the hiding place. After a moment of silence, the third person spoke first.
"That sword..."
"It's Jameng's secret sword, the sword of blood migration."
The Shadow King said that he was deeply impressed by the secret sword. It was a contract object, and its effect was a rare winding path.
The third seat said, "Did he kill Jamon?"
After the battle for the Immortal Heart, Jamon did not return. They all believed that Jamon was dead, and now his death has been officially confirmed.
"It should be. You and I both understand the importance of the secret sword. He will not let go unless he dies."
"I'm more curious, who is he?" Shadow King paused, "One from friends, one from enemies..."
Shadow King guessed, "He may be a member of the King's Secret Sword."
"And now he's become the tyrant's lackey?"
The Shadow King laughed deeply. He began to wonder about Gray's past, but he had more important things to do than this episode.
"Have you collected enough souls?"
"According to the current reserves, it is completely sufficient for the next operations."
The Shadow King agreed, "That's good."
As he spoke, the Shadow King looked in the direction of the Pillar of Royal Power. Even in the misty rift, he could still find the location accurately.
"This time, let's see who will win."
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