"Has anyone been looking for you recently?" Ruiz asked casually, still looking at his copy of "Faust" that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Although Chen Senran has the power of three phases and can unlimitedly use the power of the artifact in his body, he is still lacking in some skills, so reading in the Obsidian Library every day is still an unbeatable project for him. As for Rui

Now, this bald man just comes to see me as a routine every ten days, to answer some questions about his cultivation, and to ask about the compatibility between the power of the three phases and Chen Senran's body.

Today happened to be another routine day for him. He probably got some news from Soraka again, and he began to play the role of omniscience and omnipotence again.

Chen Senran knew that he could not hide anything from the perverted human satellite Soraka, so he could only answer honestly: "Galen of Demacia, ask me for cooperation."

"For Katarina?" Ruiz rubbed his eyes and asked casually, "What are the conditions?"

"He owes me a favor." Chen Senran flipped through a page of "The Martial Arts of Valoran" in his hand, feeling a little thirsty.

"Buy a favor for your life? Gai Daxia's tone is getting louder and louder." Ruiz smiled, he believed that a person like Chen Senran would not agree.

"And the absolute friendship of Demacia."

"You promised him?" Ruiz's eyes flashed. If this is the condition...

"Still considering."

Sure enough, Ryze raised his head and glanced at him, pushing the old-fashioned eyes on the bridge of his nose, "Be careful of being tied to the chariot."

"I'm worried about this too." Chen Senran touched his nose, "What's your opinion?"

"My opinion?" Ryze pulled a page without putting it down, "The Council is definitely stronger than Demacia, and you are definitely weaker than Galen now."

Chen Senran nodded, "I'll think about it again."

"By the way, the report on your body came out yesterday. The data shows that the compatibility between the three-phase power and your body has reached more than 70%. The degree of fusion is very high and there is no rejection reaction." Ruiz turned over a page.

, changed the topic.

"How much power of the scarlet flame can I use now?" Chen Senran felt that he needed a glass of wine. His demand for water seemed to be very high recently.

"Thirty percent at most, otherwise your fragile body will definitely collapse." Ryze paused, "And this value may drop, because I found that the scarlet flame began to evolve itself after fusing the power of the three phases.

Part of the external energy it absorbs is used for daily consumption, part is used to evolve your body, and the last part is used to completely integrate the power of the three phases. No, the two artifacts should be devouring each other."

"Will it affect me? I feel like I'm very dehydrated recently." When Chen Senran said this, he felt that his throat was so dry that he was about to smoke.

"No, you should be glad that the power of three phases is a neutralizing artifact, otherwise if it collided with the scarlet flames in your body, you would have exploded and died." Ruiz said his reasoning casually.

, "As for the lack of water, it is a normal phenomenon caused by the intense mixing of the two artifacts. However, you'd better not do anything with others in the near future, otherwise it will easily destroy the balance in your body."

"learn."

The tea party ended. Ryze closed the inexplicable book "Faust", stood up and took off his old-fashioned eyes. "But Demacia is actually a good starting point." After saying this inexplicable sentence, he began to look outside.

Walk.

Is it an entry point...

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It was getting late. The sky was overcast and it seemed like it was going to rain.

Heath Ledger handed the ancient dagger into Jessica's hand, gave a few instructions, closed his tent and walked backstage.

This is the last performance of the circus at the War College. My sister's illness has improved a bit, but Sacco's pig has been quiet in recent days. Everything seems to be returning to its original calm.

It's just that Heath Ledger knew that Sacco's pig was not so kind. Judging from the sneaky attitudes of the guys in the group in recent days, it seemed that something bad was happening secretly. But he

He could only be careful, because he couldn't do anything because of the contract, and because... thinking of those past events, he couldn't help but clenched his fists.

As he approached the backstage, the disgusting smell of the rat oil lamp became even stronger. Heath Ledger glanced at the two wretched men playing with throwing knives and frowned. The two guys looked at him in a very strange way.

A cat-and-mouse look.

This look made him feel very sick. After calming down, Heath Ledger began to smear oil paint on his face.

And where Heath Ledger couldn't see him, Sacco's fat body was hiding like a dirty mouse. He glanced at Heath Ledger who was concentrating on painting his face, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

Intentionally, he silently glanced at the two wretched men playing with throwing knives.

The two wretched men looked at each other with a hint of hesitation.

Sako looked at them hard again, and glanced at them again with some eagerness.

Everything happened without Heath Ledger paying attention. He was still painting his face seriously. The only thing in the world second to his sister is acting. This is also the spirit that has allowed him to survive so many years.

One of sustenance.

Footsteps sounded from behind, and Heath Ledger saw the two wretched men playing with throwing knives in the mirror. They were looking at him with evil intentions.

"Is something wrong?" Heath Ledger did not stop what he was doing and was still drawing his face slowly, but all the muscles in his body were already tense at this moment. If they wanted to sneak attack him, he firmly believed that he could withstand it.

The first wave of attacks.

"Someone is looking for you." One of them said while playing with a throwing knife, his eyes a little dodgey.

"who?"

"Over there, there's a girl." The other one hesitated and said.

Girl... Heath Ledger frowned. He didn't seem to know any girl. Things were a little strange. He stopped what he was doing and put half of the makeup on his face.

"Over there." One of the throwing knife players tilted his head to indicate that the man was outside the tent.

Heath Ledger glanced at the two of them warily and began to walk over there step by step.

Who could it be?

Wait. There are footsteps, the two of them are following me. The bad premonition is getting stronger and stronger.

Walking to the door, there was no one under the dark sky. Heath Ledger turned around instantly and looked at the two guys following him, "What do you want to do?"

"Us? Hehe -" The two wretched men glanced at Heath Ledger's back and suddenly laughed sinisterly.

What...situation? The next moment, Heath Ledger felt a violent blow to the back of his head, and he felt severe pain accompanied by dizziness.

Heath Ledger tried hard to steady his steps, but was knocked to the ground by the two wretched men in front of him, and his hands and feet were restrained.

A huge wooden stick fell from the sky and he was hit on the head again.

"Bang——".

"Bang——" again.

The last scene Heath Ledger saw was a drop of rain falling straight down and a few ferocious faces hidden in the dark night.

It rained again.

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Second update.

Tomorrow's story will be cruel, look forward to it.
Chapter completed!