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The first is the void, and the second is the evil weapon that can prolong one's life from nowhere. And there is still a mysterious mage organization in the memory of the old man.

He Shenyan only thought that it was a miracle that Shurima still existed.

Evil weapons are used in different ways, and the one in his hand belongs to the simplest category. As long as you take it with you, then cannibalism will do. It binds the souls of its victims, allowing their flesh and blood to build upon you. And the soul of the victim will enhance the power of the evil weapon itself, making the effect of prolonging life better.

He Shenyan raised his head, and a group of guards was walking towards him opposite him. The identity of that woman is very special, she has lived for two hundred years. Countless people are eaten, including their own offspring. The identity she uses now is her own daughter. And her "self" is the wife of the city lord.

He Shenyan shook his head slightly, the guards were extremely nervous. The whistleblower told them that the man in front of them was a mage, and mage was not welcome in Valoran. They can cause a lot of damage due to their natural mana, and it can be said that a mage represents trouble to some extent. But they are not difficult to deal with. As long as they are close, no matter how strong the mage is, they will become soft persimmons because they have no time to cast spells.

They quickly rushed to He Shenyan without any unnecessary nonsense. The city lord's order was to kill him, and a guard in brand new chainmail stabbed him with a spear in his hand. The mage grinned, and he read his mind to see what the guard was thinking: As long as I get close, he can't use that damn magic!

"The issue is..."

He Shenyan raised his hand and precisely grabbed the body of the spear he stabbed. Then he pulled back, grabbed the barrel of the gun and turned it around, and held it in his hand: "I don't need to use magic to beat you."

A minute later, he walked towards the City Lord's Mansion, leaving behind a wailing guard and a broken gun.

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The Garden City is at hand.

Across the sand, Jax patted his mask. Let the sand stubbornly stick to his mask fall. That's what happens in Shurima, sometimes you even have to walk a few hundred meters and stop, take off your boots, and pour out all the sand.

He passed seven quicksand traps along the way, killing an entire army of sand thieves. Also had to stun a grumpy Scarash. God is pitiful, he really doesn't know where that thing came from. Logically speaking, Scarash has a master.

"Scarash is spread throughout the Shurima region,

Very adaptable to harsh desert climates. Although they are notoriously grumpy and untamable, they are still greatly revered by the locals. The sacred symbols of protection are painted on their fur, and totems and amulets hang from their horns. Owning a Scarash is a sign of prosperity. "

Jax remembered the scholar he had met during his travels, who was compiling a folklore of Valoran. One of the articles about Shurima was full of errors and prejudices, but in the aspect of Scarash, he was right - only one thing, Jax didn't tell him.

A grumpy Scarash is an absolute nightmare for people, come to think of it. A huge beast several meters tall, panting heavily, looks like it rushes towards you. The two hideous horns on the top of the head can't be resisted by any armor. But for Jax, he doesn't need to resist either. He just jumped, then swung the lamp post, knocking Naskarashi unconscious with a single blow.

There were no guards at the gate of Garden City, which surprised Jax. He didn't understand, could it be because he hadn't been back for a few years that the law and order of this place had improved? Can you even search those who enter the door without the guards? You know, every day there are scavengers and bandits from outside the city who want to sneak into the city.

However, he didn't care that much. Walking into the city, the first thing you see is the guard lying on the ground. Every household closed their doors and windows, and this oasis of Shurima, the city of gardens, was as dead as a tomb at this time.

"Well, troubles always come one after the other."

Jax sighed, he was used to things that had something to do with the Void eventually turn out like this. He raised his head and found that a steeple building in the center of the city was on fire, and screams and shouts of killing were coming from there.

He squatted slightly, jumped to the roof seven or eight meters high with one jump, and then ran quickly on the roof made of bricks. In just a few minutes, it was close to the center of the city. Jax squatted cautiously behind the roof, and no one noticed him for a while, which was fine, he didn't want to get on fire.

There are guards with large shields and spears everywhere. There are also archers waiting on the roofs on all sides, but they obviously dare not make any move.

There is no reason for him.

Jax squinted his eyes and looked up. A man in a luxurious robe was floating on the top of the tower. There was no place to stand under his feet. The whole figure was inexplicably held up by something, hanging in the air.

He kept screaming. But begging for mercy, cursing, crying, or promising benefits were all useless. The black-robed man standing on the balcony on the top of the tower opposite him didn't even look at him, just lowered his head and played with a small golden ring in his hand.

Jax saw his lips move, then with a mocking smile, he threw the city lord down. He turned his head away, not wanting to see the scene. Jax has killed a lot of people, but if he were to pick one of the most unacceptable ways to die, it would be falling from a height.

The man disappeared into the tower, and the guards didn't know what to do. And Jax didn't see a steward come out to control the scene, he couldn't help but slandered, why, doesn't this city owner even have a steward?

The man who caused such a commotion was gone, Jax muttered to himself, "Eventually..."

"yes, I agree."

A voice came from behind him, Jax immediately slumped, and the lamppost jabbed back with a carbine, but there was no feedback, and even the lamppost disappeared from his hand in the next second. . He froze in his heart and looked back, the black-robed man he had just seen was standing behind him at this moment, holding his lamppost in his hand.

"Interesting, what kind of flame is this?" the man asked, looking at the flames burning at the top of his lamppost.

"Who are you?" Jax was ready to fight for his life. He tensed the muscles of his legs as he asked to distract the man.

Unexpectedly, the man returned the lamppost to him.

"Wanderer, wizard, scholar. By the way, you smell of them."

"......what?"

Jax is a little puzzled, are they?

"Void."