Inside The Black Mist Chapter 482: Shadow show favor

Perhaps because of being from Uptown, South Philippines has always attached great importance to education.

Tianyang remembers that when he was a child, his mother would insist on teaching him how to read and read at night after a tiring day. After Tian Yang was ten years old, she could read books by herself, and Nan Fei would save some contribution points from her living expenses to buy various books that others regarded as completely rubbish.

That's why there are so many books piled up in that small shack in the lower city.

Tianyang has read a lot of books, especially those related to sublimators, so he knows that the highest rank that a sublimator can reach is rank 10. Before today, he always believed that that is what humans can reach vertex.

But now, this history book tells him that a 'final level' was born more than a hundred years ago.

What kind of realm is that?

The end of sublimation....... Tianyang can't help thinking about it.

He picked up the book with great interest, wanting to dig out more descriptions about the 'Ultimate' from it, but unfortunately, this is a history book. So apart from that record, there is no text about the end of sublimation in the rest of the content.

The subsequent history was lackluster, and there was no more attractive content, which disappointed Tianyang for a long time.

However, this is a general history of history, simply recording the events that happened in the past five hundred years. Naturally, you can't expect it to be recorded in such detail. Many details and secrets, such as the so-called 'Eight Years War', cannot appear in such a book.

Those details and secrets can only be kept in the hands of relevant organizations or people. If you want to know, you probably have to pay a high price.

And information like the end point of sublimation, the ultimate person, is a secret among secrets.

If you want to find the answer from a general history book, it is tantamount to dreaming.

When thinking this way, Tianyang quickly cleared up his mood, put the book back in place, and planned to return it to the church library in the next two days, and then see if there is a chance to "Book of Secret Agreement" immediately.

After tidying up the books, the communicator rang and received a text message.

'You have a contribution point remittance, the amount is 2000 points. For details, please log in to your personal account...'

Tianyang was stunned for a moment, where did the 2000 points come from, and then the communicator rang again, and it was also a text message.

'Lieutenant, have you received your contribution points? Sorry to be so long behind you. I have always wanted to repay as soon as possible, but my ability is limited. I finally got the full amount recently. By the way, I'm getting married next month. I wonder if you can find time to attend the wedding. ’

The inscription on the message was 'Yan Bing', Tian Yang suddenly realized that he almost forgot to lend Yan Bing some contribution.

'No problem, when you send me the specific time and place, I will definitely participate. ’

Tian Yang replied quickly, looking at the contents of the communicator, Yan Bing's repayment reminded him of another thing.

The Li family still owes 'Reaper' 100,000 contribution points!

Thinking that the family competition has passed for a long time, maybe it's time for the Li family to settle their debts.

........

The day is gone in a blink of an eye, and the night comes as expected.

Tianyang snapped his fingers in his apartment, opened the 'door between cracks', and entered the abandoned house in the town. After changing into the 'Reaper' costume, he stepped into a dark alley in the lower city.

In order to avoid trouble, he still wears the 'Nightmare' mask tonight. Under the night, the crystallized mask is a little less scary than the 'Wrath', but more mysterious.

A moment later, Tianyang has come to the gray market.

The gray market is still the same, with various stalls and shops crowded together, and customers in cloaks and masks wandering around. An alley seemed to have just had a fight, and the ground was covered with water and some blood that hadn't completely disappeared.

Tianyang pulled the cloak and quickened his pace. Seeing that the Hunger Ball was approaching, he stopped in his heart.

Not long after, there were a few more people in front, all dressed in black, standing straight, like swords standing upright under the night.

Tian Yang thought they were enemies, but found that these people had smiles on their faces. Although these smiles seemed so forced, it didn't hinder them. These men in black tried their best to convey goodwill to themselves.

The crowd parted, and a middle-aged man with a round face and a good look came out with a smile: "Good evening, Mr. Death."

Tianyang adjusted his eyes to make himself look indifferent and cold, and naturally released the signal of 'stay away from strangers'.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man with a round face stopped, kept a certain distance from Tianyang, and introduced himself: "My name is Yu Zhou, one of the deacons of the shadow. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Shadow? Deacon?"

Under the mask, Tianyang narrowed his eyes slightly: "Since you all appeared in the gray market, it should explain that you are not here to trouble me."

Yu Zhouyuan's face was full of smiles: "Don't dare, how dare you, Shadow has suffered a lot under the hands of Mister Death. If you dare to continue to trouble Mr., I'm afraid you will lose the entire foundation of Shadow. "

If it was put in the past, Tianyang would have believed this in the last five or six meetings. But after accepting Nuo Jin as his servant, he knew that the shadow had been thinking about the grave seventeen years ago, and had the ability to train spies like Nuo Jin. Tianyang knew that the foundation of the shadow was so easily shaken.

Now that they have stated their position in this way, they just find themselves too difficult. Instead of continuing to be hostile, it is better to show favor and buy, just as he expected before.

"Since you didn't come to trouble me, please make way, I still have something to do."

Tianyang's voice was low, but his words were neither sharp nor murderous, and he expressed his position.

Yu Zhou's fat face twitched, and he said with a smile: "There is still some time before the 'secret party'. I wonder if Mr. Death can take a moment to speak."

The news is well-informed...

Tianyang said lightly: "Lead the way."

Yu Zhou said happily: "This way please."

When I came to the former site of the shadow, the small building that was demolished by Tianyang that day had been rebuilt, but it seemed that it was temporarily closed.

Yu Zhou pushed open the door himself, invited Tian Yang in, and led him all the way to the attic.

In the attic, the lights are bright, and a figure stands by the window, graceful and graceful. Just a back view is enough to make people think about it.

Hearing footsteps, she turned around, but she was a young woman in her twenties. The muscles and bones are shiny and the manners are elegant. Red lips and emerald eyebrows, plump and graceful appearance.

Yu Zhou introduced with a smile: "This is the second boss of our shadow, Miss Luo Lan."

The second boss?

Tianyang's heart moved slightly, and he looked up. The woman named Luo Lan also looked over at him, without showing any timidity, her eyes were even more curious.

On her body, Tian Yang felt a faint aura of stars. I just don't know what rank the other party is, and what rank it is. But what is certain is that her physical appearance is not old enough to be a reference.

"Miss Luo Lan, this is Mr. Death."

After the introduction, Yu Zhou stepped aside and stood with a smile on his face.

"Good evening, Mr. Reaper, nice to meet you. In the past six months, if there is anyone who is impressive in the gray market, it must be Mr.."

Luo Lan's voice is crisp and clear, like a wind chime blowing by the night wind, it is as agile and melodious as it sounds.

Tianyang was secretly vigilant in his heart. The people who came to meet him in the shadows tonight were obviously selected. However, it was the deacon Yu Zhou, or the second boss Luo Lan in front of him, they were all kind of friendly people who made it hard to feel disgusted.

When dealing with such a person, you have to keep your spirits up, especially if the other party is a shadowy person, don't be a bad person and bring it into the ditch.

"Ten minutes left."

Tianyang's cold and blunt words made Luo Lan stunned for a while, a little confused.

It was Yu Zhou who reacted quickly and stepped forward to remind softly: "The secret party is about to begin."

Luo Lan suddenly understood, and at the same time, a trace of helplessness flashed across her eyes.

Tian Yang was very satisfied with her reaction, the 'Death' he played was not a nice gentleman, so he treated the shadow tonight. Converge hostility, but at the same time not soft, smooth.

At this time, Luo Lan applauded lightly, and a servant came over with a mechanical combination box, put the box on the table, and then backed away.

Luo lightly rubbed the box and said: "Here are some small gifts we prepared for Mr., as compensation for repeatedly bumping into Mr. before, and I hope Mr. accept it."

"Is this your purpose tonight?" Tian Yang asked sharply.

Luo Lan smiled calmly: "Shadow hopes that Mister understands that we don't want to be enemies with people like Mister anymore, I wonder what Mister will do?"

"Yes."

Tianyang reached out to pick up the mechanical box, turned around and left without saying a word.

Luo Lan hurriedly said: "Deacon Yu, see off the guests."

He did not forget to call: "Sir, go slowly."

A moment later, the fat deacon with a round face came back and said with a wry smile, "This **** of death has a bad temper. It's really tiring to greet such a person."

Luo Lan said indifferently: "Tired and tired, this person still needs to make friends."

Yu Zhou squinted his eyes and said: "Miss, I don't understand. Logically speaking, this person caused heavy losses to our organization, so he should be cut off, so as to build up the power of my 'shadow'."

"Why does the big boss..."

Luo Lan sat down and asked instead of answering: "Deacon Yu, how many years have you been in our shadow?"

Yu Zhou replied without hesitation: "If you count this year, it will be 15 years."

"Then do you know that 17 years ago, the Church of the Lord of War gathered a large number of people to forcefully enter the Clough Gate on our fortress?"

Yu Zhou was stunned: "I know."

Luo Lan said unhurriedly: "At that time, the church claimed that they came here to attack the black king. I don't know whether the black king will be crowned in the end, but I know that the mercenary group employed by the church at that time was killed by someone. Three were taken away, and even a team of 'demon hunters' belonging to the church was disabled, and the church lost a lot of manpower."

Yu Zhou was taken aback: "There is such a thing, could it be the work of black people?"

Looking at him, Luo Lan said with a smile: "No, there is only one person who made the church lose face. That person..."

"Call yourself 'Death'!"