Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 984: Have No Choice

Joey was naturally shocked. He and Meggis had worked together for many years, but he never knew who the Lord behind him was. The only thing he knew was that the lord possessed immense power. Otherwise, Zhan Lang would not have risen so quickly. Joey knew exactly how much money and resources the lord behind Meggis had invested in him and Zhan Lang. But now, the agent wanted him to kill a person at all costs, even if Zhan Lang was completely annihilated.

Just for one person!

Joey reached out to rub his numb face and couldn't help but ask, "Does that lord really say that to kill just one person, even if he had to pay the price of annihilating our War Wolf?"

"Yes, even if you, Joey, die in battle, you still need to do so." Meggis said coldly, almost mercilessly. At this moment, Joey saw what the agent of the Land of Darkness should look like on the old man. Coldness, ruthlessness, only interest was the standard to measure everything. This was the dark agent.

"I don't understand …"

"You don't need to understand, Joey." Meggis shook his head and said, "Both you and Zhan Lang were given by Master. Master knows better than you how much resources and effort he has invested in the Land of Darkness." Even he doesn't feel heartache, what do you care about? You've been famous for so many years. It's time for you to give your life to your lord. Your Excellency also promised that as long as you can kill that person, even if you die, your son who secretly sent him out of the Land of Darkness will be protected by your Excellency. Moreover, His Excellency promised to give him a baron as a pawn. "Of course, it's not the hereditary type. The territory can only be located at the border of the empire, but it's still a noble, isn't it?"

Joey shook again.

This was a great secret hidden in his heart.

Ten years ago, he secretly sent his only son out of the darkness. He did not want his flesh and blood to live the same life of killing or being killed. The boy who was only five years old at the time deserved a better life. Joey had personally sent him away, and only he knew about it. But now, it was revealed from Meggis' mouth. Obviously, that lord was also aware of this matter.

Moreover, his son was probably already under the control of that lord. Since that lord could give him a baron, he would naturally be able to kill him at any time.

The most obvious threat.

Joey's chest rose and fell, his face flushed red, and the air in the room boiled. Meggis narrowed his eyes and sweat oozed from his forehead. Facing Joey's murderous aura with an ordinary person was not an easy task. Meggis needed to hold his cane tightly to keep himself from falling to the ground.

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you, old friend?" Joey's voice was as deep and cold as the wind blowing through a canyon.

"Of course you can, but it won't help. You should know better than I do, dear Joey," Meggis laughed.

Then the killing intent quietly disappeared, and Joey suddenly seemed to be ten years older. He sighed, "Tell me who he is. No matter what the price is, even if I have to pay this life, I guarantee that person will not get out of the darkness."

The wrinkles on Meggis's face spread out. He took out a sheepskin bag from his clothes and handed it to Joey. "The relevant information is in there. Take a look yourself. I only know that Alan is a viscount of the South. He should have entered the Land of Darkness by now. I hope I haven't missed it."

Joey opened the sheepskin bag and poured out some information, including several portraits of the target. The portrait is painted in colors and strives to be realistic with simple strokes, so the characters in the picture are very vivid and lifelike. Even an old geezer like Joey could tell that the painter must be a master of this art. What shocked him even more was the characters in the picture.

This was a ten-year-old young man with handsome features and a brilliant smile on his face. Most importantly, he had a head of silver hair and two ruby-like eyes. Joey took a deep breath. Wasn't this a young man who had stabbed into the side to stop him from killing Gurus?

He was actually the person that the lord would kill at all costs!

Joey, who had fought with the other party, knew best just how powerful this person was. "Impossible," muttered Joey. "You said he was a viscount? How could he be just a viscount!"

What Joey didn't say was that the man was at least an Earl. Even the Earl of Strength!

Seeing Joey's peculiar expression, Meggis asked in surprise, "Have you seen him?"

Joey smiled bitterly, "Didn't you just ask who hurt me?"

Meggis was shocked, "Could it be …"

Joey nodded and his smile became even more bitter. If his opponent was him, Joey wasn't confident that he would be able to kill that young man, even if he had to risk his life.

At the same time, in Joey's bedroom, a few women cleaned the room and left the room with a smile on their face. One of them carried the herbs and straps that Joey had exchanged and separated from his companions. He went alone to the garbage dump behind the Undying Temple and threw all these dirty things in. Not long after she left, another Iron Wolf Guard nervously touched it, picked up the bloody bandage, and wrapped it up and quietly took it away.

Not long after, a few eagles rushed into the air from a mountain top of the Evil Tooth Barrier and circled a few times before flying into the distance in search of food. This common scene did not attract much attention from the werewolves. They were busy preparing a grand banquet for the distinguished guests of the Undying Temple. If anyone paid attention to the eagles, they would find that after they flew over the gray hills, one eagle left the group and flew in another direction.

Moments later, beneath the eagle was a dense forest with dense foliage. The mountains looked down from the sky and the terrain was like an eagle spreading its wings. Anyone familiar with the Land of Darkness knew that this was the Eagle Wing Mountain Ridge, and it was also the headquarters of Black Feather, one of the Four Great Leaders of the Land of Darkness. The eagle began to lower its altitude and sink into the leafy forest in the Eagle Wings Mountain Ridge.

The Eagle Wing Mountain Ridge was only the general name of this mountain range. In fact, it was divided into Eagle Beak Peak, Left Wing Mountain, Right Wing Mountain, and Eagle Ridge Ridge. Amongst them, Black Feather's stronghold was located on the Eagle Beak Peak. The other left-and right-wing mountains, as well as the Eagle Ridge, were filled with Black Feather's Minggang sentry posts, forming an intricate network. It was no exaggeration to say that as long as someone entered the Eagle Wing Mountain Ridge, Black Feather would immediately know. And then evict or clean up as needed.

The Black Feather Wood Village was located at the waist of the Eagle Beak Peak. There was a natural platform there. The village was built according to the mountain, and there was a sentry tower and ballista. It was heavily guarded. Although Hei Yu was a female pirate, there were also men in the stronghold. It was just that the average man's status in this woman-respected stronghold was not high. They were usually slaves captured by Black Feather and were responsible for some manual and dirty work.

Sometimes, some sturdy or handsome men would become the playthings of these female bandits. Without mentioning anything else, Black Feather's leader had seventeen or eighteen subordinates. Those noodles were carefully selected, either handsome, handsome, or incomparably valiant in bed.

At this moment, Black Warbler was in her room. Her room is in the tallest wooden building in the village. The window of the room faced the void of the mountain peak and overlooked the dense forest beneath the mountain. If the weather was fine, one could even see the Evil Teeth Barrier on the other side of the hill. The Black Feather Pirates addressed their leaders by nicknames, but few people knew Black Warbler's name.

The afternoon sun crept into the room through the windows of the wooden building, climbed onto a wooden bed, and sprinkled on a few translucent white toes. Black Warbler was lying on the bed. She was almost middle-aged, and she was no longer young. However, due to her Origin Energy and proper maintenance, she looked like that twenty-seven or twenty-eight-year-old woman. Young is naturally the best, but mature women also have their own charm. She had a plump figure, and from the collar of the black gauze dress, one could see a soul-stirring ravine. It was enough for a man's gaze to sink deep into it and be unable to extricate herself.

Black Warbler lay on the wooden bed with one hand supporting her cheeks and the other pulling out a bunch of grapes from the fruit basin in front of the bed and lifting them to her mouth. Those two plump red lips wrapped around a grape, their posture attracting people's attention. Four men in shorts were serving her. One was delivering melons and fruits, one was massaging her shoulders, and two were knocking her legs. Within this stronghold, Black Warbler was like a noble Great Empress.

At this time, one of the male slaves' throats rose and fell, letting out a depressed roar. All of a sudden, he kissed Black Warbler's leg. Black Warbler smiled instead of being angry and scolded, "Forget it, this impatient fellow. Come, please me, my slave."

She wrapped her arms around the neck of the person behind her and kissed her. The two kicking male slaves kissed her legs inch by inch, starting with Black Oriole's toes. The man who was delivering the melons and fruits threw the fruit basin onto the bed and buried his head in Black Warbler's plump chest. He delved deeper and explored, swallowing the last wisp of red in front of Black Orioles chest in one bite. Black Warbler let out a comfortable groan as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the services of a few men.

Those men outside Eagle Wing Mountain Ridge could have multiple women at the same time, and so could Black Warbler. These men had to please her in order to survive in the wooden stockade and live a little better than the other slaves.

A man had already buried his head between her legs. Black Warbler chuckled and grabbed the man's head like a warhorse. This action made the man even more excited and worked even harder. At this moment, someone outside the door shouted, "Lord Black Warbler, the news from the Evil Tooth Barrier."

Black Warbler stretched out her hands and hugged a man with one hand, letting them enjoy their own two peaks and asking, "What news?"

"Undying Joey is injured, and his injuries are not light."

"What!" This news caused Blackingale's blurry eyes to suddenly become clear. With a flick of her left and right hands, the two men lying on her chest were immediately thrown off the big bed, causing their faces to turn green and their noses to swollen. Black Warbler kicked the male slave between his legs and shouted, "Stop, oh …"

The man was so excited that he lost his mind and raised his head to support Black Warbler's waist. Black Warbler narrowed his eyes and kicked the slave in the chest. The man immediately flew backwards, and a bone shattering sound sounded. By the time he fell to the ground, he had already turned into a corpse, and his chest had completely collapsed.

This time, the remaining three men were so scared that they fell to the ground, not daring to move.

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