The solemn atmosphere suddenly came. Old Jack and the others did not hesitate anymore. They hurriedly applied medicine to Rosetti. After suppressing their injuries, they prepared to leave Irvingdale town overnight.

Abandon the unwillingness in your emotions and give up the feelings that have been here for nearly twenty years.

But as he stepped out of the room, Old Jack suddenly felt his heart begin to beating violently, as if it was indicating something.

A bit familiar, the fear I had faced in the nightmare.

The disappearing cold sweat appeared on Old Jack's forehead again, his pale look could not be concealed, and his steps were involuntarily confused.

"What's wrong, Old Jack?" Old John, who was walking in front, held Rosette, noticed Old Jack's strangeness at this time and asked softly.

Holding the discomfort in his heart, Old Jack signaled Old John to remain quiet, closing his eyes and sensing everything in the oak tavern.

quiet!

No sound at all!

It was so quiet that it was disturbing!

"Roseti, when you came up before, was there anyone on duty in the tavern?" Old Jack suddenly spoke, and his eyes were filled with blue light.

"Yes, Uncle Jack, Dulles and his team members are all on duty below."

The loss of a large amount of blood made Rosetti extremely weak. If he hadn't gone further before and reached the peak of the Knight's Servant's strength, perhaps he would have been unable to hold on now and fell into a coma.

Someone on duty?

When Old Jack frowned when he heard Roseti's words, he said that the silence at this moment meant that something had happened to Dulles and the others?

The dim magic light shone on the slightly dilapidated corridor, reflecting three quiet shadows. They stood by the entrance of the stairs and stopped.

Lostly, the dim shadow swayed endlessly, like waves ripples on the water surface.

"Um?"

The strange smell attracted Old Jack's attention, and it smelled like rust, which was so familiar to them, the veterans who were hiding in the dark.

It's blood.

He turned his head and looked at Rosette, thinking that the little guy's scars were broken, but when he saw the twisted shadows on the floor and the surprise and anger in Old John's eyes.

boom!

Subconsciously, the life energy surging in Old Jack's body exploded like an avalanche, and the extreme cold came, slightly blocking the movements of the figure hidden in the shadow.

Turn around and punch.

The violent movement was done in one go, but it hit the air. The feeling of being completely unforced made Old Jack's old face look strange.

On the other hand, because of protecting Rosette, Old John resisted the attack of Shadowflowers. The dark dagger pierced into his back, and blood dripped on the floor.

Just as Old John was about to strike back, the twisted shadow suddenly dissipated and also appeared not far away.

【Shadow's Clan】

[The Shadow Flowers who engraved the dark tattoo into the flesh and blood of the skin have gained a certain amount of shadow power, but they did not understand the truth of the shadow, so they could only use a small amount of shadows. After each use, they need to wait to accumulate the power of the shadow again.]

In the shabby corridor, Old Jack and Old John depended on each other, and the seriously injured Rosetti was hiding between their cracks, with bloodshot eyes full of sadness.

At some point, they were surrounded by shadows.

Looking closely, the number was about twenty people, and each guy shrouded in the shadows vaguely revealed his inexplicable momentum, which was the knight's power that he had only seen in Uncle Jack and his father.

"Hahahaha!"

The low and old laughter sounded, mixed with a little self-deprecating and sadness. Old Jack looked around, his wrinkled faces piled up together, looking ugly.

"Everyone underestimated Modrian, it seems that my life should be like this."

"What? Can't you even meet the last time in front of victory?"

Looking at the shadow guys who were still indifferent, the glory of hope was completely extinguished in Old Jack's eyes.

Sure enough, he was no longer in the eyes of that person, and even this encirclement was just to send his subordinates to come.

Turning his head to look at the old guy beside him and Rosetti, Old Jack sighed, he was wrong, he was outrageously wrong.

When he first learned that Modrian had a terrifying cavalry composed entirely of extraordinary knights, he should have considered that if he had not had a deeper hidden trump card, who would have revealed his secret?

And because of his mistakes, there are too many people who have to bear the fate of death now.

"Hey, old guy, don't blame yourself. In fact, we should have died in the Gate of Sadness. It's great to live more than ten years now." Old John patted Old Jack's shoulder beside him, his tone filled with a slight scent.

"Let's fight side by side again, for Ailan Faluo!"

Ailan Faluo!

Old Jack looked at Old John's eyes and smiled silently. Yes, we have lived for so many years, what else is there to be dissatisfied with it? It's a pity that this little guy Rosetti.

I reached out and pulled out a dark blue pin that looked like an eagle from my pocket. Its shape was lifelike, as if I was going to spread my wings and soaring in the sky.

Old Jack lowered his head slightly and kissed the pin gently, then put it on his chest, and a fearless aura of life and death gradually emerged.

No, not just one.

Old John was the same, taking out the same dark blue eagle pin from his pocket and wearing it carefully on his chest.

Then the two old men roared in despair, and the surging life energy filled the old bodies, blooming with the last glory.

The Shadowman quietly watched the movements of the two old men, and his cold and ruthless eyes were not at all turbulent. They had seen something even more sad, but they still could not stop their killing.

It seemed as if I heard the command conveyed in the shadows, and the next moment, the shadows filled the dilapidated corridor, and then everything fell into darkness.

............

I saw the place I had been dreaming about - my hometown, the snow orchids bloomed again in the mountains and fields. Even the flowers of ice and snow were not as bright as those of snow orchids.

Well, we met again, old guys, after the door of grief, we haven't seen each other for a long time, but I was embarrassed by the MIIS and failed to persevere until the empire's orders arrived.

In a trance, Old Jack felt as if he had soared into the air and came back to his senses again. He saw the familiar corridors in the Oak Tavern and the arrival of darkness.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

Three heavy and stiff sounds sounded in the corridor. Under the dim magic lights, bright blood dyed the floor red, which was a little dazzling.

............

The drizzling rain fell on the town of Irvingdale, standing like a sculpture on the bluestone street, and the deep pupils reflected the burning oak tavern.

Everything is over, and the shadow is about to shine!

But for a while, the oak tavern swallowed by the flames attracted the attention of many drunk people. They woke up in front of the flames, then shouted in panic, without even noticed the shadows around them.

The panic ended soon, and Cooper led the Noxus Empire cavalry to isolate the dangerous area and let the oak tavern fall into flames until it completely turned into ashes.
Chapter completed!