The world of shadows, black and white, rendering the courtyard, the once prosperous and colorful world disappeared, the shadow demon spiders everywhere filled their vision, and the floating shadows were hidden in the dark shadows.

When that heavy pressure emerged in the shadow world, the shadow demon spider lowered its ugly face, and its scarlet eyes were filled with fanaticism from the depths of its soul. The shadows stepped out of the shadows and half-kneeled on the ground, as if we were welcoming something.

Modrian looked calmly at the black and white colors surging deep in the courtyard. The faint inviolable majesty made him feel a little uneasy, and a solemn look appeared on his fair face.

Da! Da! Da! Da!

The sound of brisk footsteps sounded from the depths of the shadows, and the already surging black and white colors slowly separated, revealing a young man in a black robe. His long blonde hair was unbound and spread on his shoulders. He followed behind him with a white-haired old man, like a housekeeper.

As the two of them advanced, a cold and cold aura filled the courtyard, with trembling shadow spiders and shadows kneeling on the marble floor.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, my dear brother, Modrian!" A hoarse and gloomy voice suddenly came from the shadows, and slightly pulled up his loose blonde hair. A handsome and elegant face appeared in the dark shadow world.

Hearing the sound, Modrian's brown pupils suddenly tightened, and ripples appeared in his already calm eyes. He did not expect that the figure engraved in the depths of his soul would appear here.

"Cadil Jeffrey Perris!"

A low murmur echoed gently in the air. He looked at the blonde young man in a black robe. His handsome face was dotted with a pair of light blue eyes. His thin lips pulled out a cold sneer, as if he was looking at the prey about to die, pity and excitement.

"Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time. My brother, I didn't expect to meet you here!" Modrian stepped forward and looked up at Kadir standing on the stairs of the courtyard. He couldn't control his inner tremor.

I can't remember how long it has been!

Modrian shook his head slightly. Whenever he digested and merged the memory fragments of his previous life in the middle of the night, he would inexplicably recall his thoughtful figure.

Now, the time has come, and the images in the depths of memory have broken down and turned into real existence in front of you, suddenly and with surprise.

"So, the shadow world is your work here? Do you want to get rid of me so much?"

Papa! Papa!

Kadir applauded gently and looked at Modrian with a cold smile: "It has indeed changed, and he has become much smarter than before. Unfortunately, the waste is still a waste. Even if that guy from my father gives you more power, what if? It cannot change the established result today."

Waste? Modrian raised his eyebrows and said nothing more, but continued to watch Kadir's performance.

"What, don't you admit it? If it weren't for the bias of my father, would you think you would go to Limontanlu and come here?" Kadir looked at the indifferent Modrian, and there was a rage in his heart that had nowhere to be released.

Damn, does this trash really think it is relying on his own efforts to get everything he has now?

"Everything you should belong to me, the first heir to the Perris family, do you know? Modrian!" A hoarse growl sounded, sweeping across this shadowy land, and at the same time, it also made Kadir lose the elegant temperament he maintained, with a gloomy and twisted stench.

Looking back on all the things that have been experienced in the past few years, and Modrian's reputation as the northern part of the Kingdom, the things that should belong to him became delusions under the bias of his father! (The seeds of hatred are buried deep in the soul, making Kadir lose his thinking and reason.)

"Haha, you?" Modrian shook his head, and a chuckle mixed with doubts, as if he was mocking Kadir.

"Who is the waste, the result will come tonight. I hope my father will not be sad!"

"Hmm?! I guess I won't be sad anymore." Modrian tilted his head, his brown eyes were covered in coldness, and the words he uttered were like a sharp blade cutting the heart of Kadir in front of him.

"The abyss, the abyss, or the aphrodisiac?" The corner of his eyes noticed the white-haired old man following Kadir and said mockingly. "There is another demon who reveals a dirty aura? Hey, this is really interesting!"

"You said yes? My brother, the fallen believer in the abyss!"

boom!

In the shadow realm, the black and white environment suddenly changed, and a heavy aura came from Kadir and the white-haired old man who showed his figure behind him.

"You shouldn't know so much!" After a while of silence, Kadir spoke with gloomy eyes, a faint black mist lingering around his body, floating in the illusion, faintly turning into an abyss gargoyle, but it was even more huge and terrifying.

"Sometimes, you will cause death if you know too much!"

"Haha, you're joking, the god of death won't look at me." Modrian's expression remained unchanged, and he moved his steps lightly and slowly took a few steps back.

"What's more, as a chess piece, do you still understand? The arrival of the Shadow Realm has made this place the center of attention for many forces in Limontanelu at this moment."

"Or the master you believe in behind you didn't tell you the truth?"

Cruel words were like uncovering the scars of pain, making Kadir's face calm and change color suddenly, but he was not a fool, and he was still rational under hatred. Since things had happened and were irreversible, then he would strive to become the winner, and then he would prove who is the true heir of the Perris family.

And his main reliance now is the shadow realm that exists now, and the existence of the one standing behind him.

"Felding, according to the contract signed, it's time for you to take action!"

"As far as you are concerned, Lord Kadir!" said the white-haired old man Fielding, bowing slightly, and then took off the black robe that covered his body.

After returning to the light, this beautiful world made him feel nostalgic. If it were not forcing him to change his body, he would have fallen into an ugly state for several days.

Unfortunately, in order to get the son of the noble to sign a devil contract, he had to add some additional terms to the contract, such as helping him revenge and killing his younger brother.

"It's really an astonishing circle of nobles, even more terrifying than some parts of the abyss!"

"But I like this very much. The feeling of killing nobles made me crazy!" Fielding looked up at Modrian not far away, with a strange and perverted smile on her wrinkled face.

Well, although a group of noble private soldiers had good strength, they seemed to him that way. The existence of slaughtering easily made him feel a little palpitations.
Chapter completed!