Ravenders in the day was already gloomy enough. In this land of sin, all conspiracies seemed to turn into substance. Like invisible rules covering the entire dark continent, every Wensier living here, regardless of status, could never avoid the troubles like the poison of bones.

Because a little bit of private mental energy, a little bit of daily quarrel, or even a little more glance at you in the crowd, it will lead to some unwanted "gifts" being delivered to your life.

Every Winsil has the potential to be a bad person, and never underestimate every guy who can survive in the web of conspiracy.

In the case where everyone is a smart ghost, ignorance becomes an unforgivable sin, and this land is a rare place where there is no real fool.

Because it is impossible for a stupid guy to get the chance to become Winsil.

When night falls, Maowendes will become another appearance.

It seems quiet, but as long as you listen carefully, you can hear vicious whispers from every room in Nasria Fort, every alley in Dark Bay Town, and under every tomb in Fauna Village.

Those voices are intertwined, planning for uninnocent lives or looking forward to pushing hatred into the quagmire.

They enjoy it.

There is no need for even reason. I just want to see a Lezi Wensil's civilization system is composed of many ancient families. The emperor controls the lower power of Shufu Mountain through seven sin reapers, while the sin reapers have no such small families to join in to gain the ruling power of the middle. The upper level is the civilians who depend on small and large families.

The system is well-equipped but not sufficiently liquid.

A noble family will be defeated overnight due to being involved in a terrible plot, and will be eaten up by their former allies at dawn on the seventh day. Lucky people will try to seize every opportunity to send themselves to the lower level. The large families will be built and collapsed in chaos again and again, but no powerful guy can win all the way.

Even the lower level does not have the same rules.

When a reaper is caught or won in a conspiracy, there will be no new Sin Lord to take over us, this palace servant who was fooled by Wenders!

I'm not that typical.

I have the potential to climb down than to longing to see my subordinate fall into the quagmire due to some trouble.

However, in the years since the establishment of Nathusus, few lords of Reaper will fall to their throne. We who have no power and power will be difficult to be overturned by special evil spirits.

But now, especially recently, things have changed subtly.

Before Prince Blackel, the later ruler of the reaper, inexplicably launched a stupid rebellion, and was thrown by the little emperor himself to retreat to the abyss, a storm that affected the entire Court of the Clan began tangibly.

Except for being looked at by the little emperor differently for ordinary reasons and being airborne into the Reaper's Court to replace Prince Blackel, the eight Reaper lords, now all of us are in danger for a long time.

Because the aftermath of this rebellion has begun.

It is expanded and subtracted by the little emperor of Deshufushan at any time.

Before the matter reached that point, did the little emperor continue to pursue some of the frightening details of this rebellion? It was because the romance was charity, but that the romance was waiting for his lord F to take the initiative to express his feelings.

The King of Sin obviously wants to do a terrible little thing.

Some keen Reinaso nobles realized that something was right. The sudden loss of heart energy in the entire Shadow Kingdom seemed to be due to the eternal arbiter's downtime, but it was difficult to find out after careful study. That thing seemed to be related to the little emperor of Deshu Fushan, which was not said to be clear and clear.

The little emperor is gathering his own strength, and the Reaper Lords who control one side are the most important help. The little emperor hopes that his children can stand loyally beside his father to fulfill the far-reaching ideal.

However, not every harvester is willing to do that.

We who have no medal of sin do not have a certain degree of autonomy behind the face of the little emperor. Although that medal was shaped by the little emperor, it is connected with Nathusian's ruling authority, so that Xiaoi can also weaken the minds of the Reaper Lords obeying the robe.

Because that's not Nathusian's rule!

The little family uses brute force, but uses conspiracy and wisdom to speak. That is the rule that the little emperor personally set when he was "more than a year to know", but now it has become the smallest obstacle to the robe.

Because the gods can also fight against themselves."

The shadows are approaching, and you can feel that they are usually surrounding you." After the darkest dawn, in a low tower in the territory of Fort Revendea.

During the day, I met Shu Fushan and helped me complete this stolen sin monument, the "Greedy Reaper" was sitting tiredly under a low-back chair, writing his own diary behind the luxurious desk.

You are wearing a casual outfit for court dances, but as a researcher who is responsible for guarding the treasure house of sin and specializing in the study of sins, you are not concerned about these exaggerated outfits, and many of them wear ugly long skirts, and they hate home decorations that are convenient for activities.

But that means that the custodian is not a person with the power to tie a chicken.

You focus on exercise and embrace the most perfect figure among the lost ones, especially the bulging chest gives you the most proud capital as a man.

Unfortunately, you are a rare guy who is interested in banquets. Even your hair is willing to take care of it and keep it as short and neat.

You write quickly in a room filled with sin monuments.

The bloody light burst out strange light behind you, and you wrote: ": The little emperor may not have known the private connection between you and Prince Blackel, but there should be no real evidence in the robe.

You haven't delayed getting ready yet, and when Bucker wins, you destroy everything related.

But the truth that Shu Fushaner told you is still difficult for you to digest... Who would have thought that the little emperor would not have such a arrogant ambition and wanted to unify the entire Shadow Kingdom."

"Yes, the little emperor's ambition is to stop here. Unifying the Shadow Kingdom is only the first step. The robe is not ready to control the curtain of life and death, and to project the accumulated power of death into the material world.

It’s not because of your fault, you’re here.”

A voice sounded at that moment before the caregiver's slender body, and reached out and held your left hand, forcing you to mess up the diary you just wrote.

The body of the sin reaper was as stiff as a puppet.

Reinaso and others would sweat, but at that moment, the wise recorder felt a cold on his back."

Caregiver, you are very grateful for helping you complete your monument of sin. You want to express your personal gratitude to you, but unfortunately, as a loyal friend and servant, you must separate public and private."

Wendes, who walked out of the shadow, was still wearing the perfume of Mavi under his body. I whispered in the ear of the proud lady Renaso, "Their guess is correct, Sin Lords, you later Nathusus came to help you with the tiny: the little emperor completed the terrible and evil plan of the robe.

You are also the executor and participant of this plan.

But please understand that there are no things that Dwinsil: Xiaodi has the method to do with his own hands, and that is also the meaning of your "friend".

The magic of sin you leave under your low tower is very exquisite, but unfortunately, there is no similar truth in the Overseas of Light, and it has not been mastered by you.

So, you have to ask you a question and you want you to answer you honestly."

The caretaker of the most sinful lord, Matsu is a faint Masao. You are planning to resist the moment you are coerced, but unfortunately, the cold and captivating blade of sadness has been pressed under your pale and ugly neck when someone holds it.

Just one stroke can make that faint soul return to darkness forever.

The caregiver can feel the murderous intent of that strange weapon. You know that the guest invited by Xiaodi is really playing, so you try to calm yourself up.

Swallowed, and said to the evil god who was almost pressing against your back and asking, "You have indeed participated in Blacker's rebellion, and you deny that you have done something wrong."

But at the critical moment you realized your accuracy. The little emperor's army was able to suppress the prince's rebellion so easily because you anonymously sent news to Ineva Dark Mass Maleman.

You are more loyal to the little emperor!"

"You believe it, the cunning lady."

Wenders reached out to put his hand under the caregiver's shoulders, and the power of the void winded up like a white snake and crawled over your skin, making you tremble like the cold winter month.

The pirate shook his head and said, "And your question is that, please learn to answer it quickly, that is a very polite behavior. You are interested in whether he participated in Prince Blacker's rebellion. You just asked him later on your friend Dewinsier.

Since he had not yet known the little emperor's grand ambition, would he be willing to join the expedition of death as the Lord of the Sin Wall?

That is a very complicated question, please answer with care, madam."

The evil god Wendes, whose body is hidden in the darkness of the white body, emphasized and said, "Mrs. Wise, do you think you also want to see your low tower full of the mystery of the monument of crimes destroyed by a "fire"?

Come on, tell him his answer."

"You..." The caregiver wants to answer your willingness.

However, you spoke up.

Under the pressure of the God-like nature of the Mohuizhe, you are simply lying and can only grit your teeth and keep yourself silent. A few seconds ago, Wenders shook his head regretfully and said, "Sorry, the answer is accurate!"

The "pa" caretaker's slender neck as thin as a swan was buckled by sentient beings, and you were pulled up from under the chair roughly.

The pirate dragged you toward the crack of the void that opened in front of you, and threw out a faint purple flame in the desperate gaze of the caregiver to ignite your precious low tower of research.

In the last moment, you crossed the bumpy void crack, and the caregiver was thrown under the cold and hot low tower ground by sentient beings. You struggled to get up, but you saw a lady in a gorgeous long skirt beside you.

This is the accuser.

The one who holds the Pride Medal is one of the sinful lords. You are also full of despair at this moment, and you are lying in a mess under the ground to be free.

On the edge of the low tower behind the two in distressed ladies, Deshu Fushan: The arrogant figure of Xiaodi seemed so shocking in the bright white night. Next to Xiaodi, there was a male nobleman wearing a luxurious palace dress and beautiful French style. You stood tremblingly: Xiaodi, even dared to go to the two embarrassed compatriots with their heads high.

This is a male count.

Desire Reaper."

Your dear friend."

Wenders moved his wrist and said to the little emperor who said, "The cleaning is over. Unfortunately, there are no eight outside the harvester who are willing to participate in his great achievements. Fortunately, there are no seven outside the personal support for him.

Should you say that the servant he chose is sensible enough?

Or should he say that he has a bad view of people?"

"You feel proud of your loyalty and happy of your stubbornness and ignorance."

Xiaodi stood on the platform on the edge of the low tower like a psychopathic poet, sighing and saying, "You have not given your children so long to think, but you have still made the choice that makes you sad, just like Blackell."

You clearly have high hopes for you, but you have brought you bitter disappointment."

"Yes, Xiaodi, you are loyal to you."

The caregiver wanted to struggle, but: Xiaodi was willing to listen, and waved his hand and said to Wenders: "Before Blackell, you haven't had the heart to execute your children with your own hands. Do you a favor. Your dear Shu Fushan, just get started, don't let you suffer, and don't let you see this cruel scene."

"Yes! Yes!!"

The owner of the Greedy Medal must resist, but the freedom given to you by the medal can be controlled by the sentient beings. The hot blade penetrates the heart from the back with a sword, above the sharpness and armor level of Salamani's law level. No magic or armor is of little significance.

The magic of the caregiver was interrupted when he gathered. You fell to the ground as if you were drained and had no strength. The medal of greed in your hand was snatched by Wenders, and the blood drawn by the sword in front of him was splattered and kicked you under the body of the dying caregiver Fujiu, kicking you up from the dome at the lowest point of the Fort Ravendera.
To be continued...