Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 1382: Pitch Black Ball (2)

Almost as soon as he heard the voice, Alan's mind flashed with the face of a confused woman. "It's that woman named Luche," he said to Trisley.

Astonishment flashed through Trisley's eyes. She was also "deeply impressed" by the woman she bumped into in the bar that day. Trisley whispered, "How did she find this?"

"I'm not sure, but I'm sure that this woman is not simple." Alan gestured for Belmord to open the door. Not only did Luche knock on the door, he also asked if you were inside. This meant that not only did she know that there were people in the warehouse, she also knew who Alan and the others were. Although this was just a simple sentence, being able to accurately find Allen and the others at this time was enough to prove that Luche was not as simple as a foolish thief.

"Sure enough, no one in the Mork Pill is simple." Alan whispered.

The door opened, and the one standing outside was indeed Luche. She dodged in and hurriedly said to Ellen and the others, "Follow me!"

Of course, Alan would not leave with her so unknowingly. Luche could only say, "Since you want to avoid the war, then follow me." Now that Gurant has lost a 500-strong Shadow Army waiting for you on 41st Street, Garya and Clark's Guilds are going to surround you from behind. If you crash into the next block, there's no room for manoeuvre. "

"How do you know we're avoiding war?" Alan whispered.

"Nonsense, with the strength that this sister showed in the bar that day, you don't have to come all the way here from 34th Street if you want to. The Black Cat and Nether Lion Guilds are probably not enough for you to fill your stomachs. Since you chose to flee rather than fight to the end, it's obvious that you don't want to cause any more trouble. "I can even guess that the big trouble is Lord Bali, right?"

"Aren't you confused at all?"

Luche shrugged. "I'll explain later. My men are luring the black cat away for you. It'll be troublesome if we don't leave."

Alan nodded, "Please lead the way."

"Follow me."

After leaving the warehouse, Luche took them into another room. The people in the house seemed to treat them as transparent, allowing them to pass through the hall, while the people inside did what they should do. Only a few children curiously sized them up, but they were picked up and carried away by the adults. Luche was very familiar with the slum environment and soon brought them to a sewer. She opened the shaft and went in first. Alan followed her down. A moment later, they were already in the sewer of Mockdale.

The underground world was strangely wide, with clean walkways on both sides, and a three-meter-wide canal flowing continuously in the middle, leading to an unknown location. Luche heaved a sigh of relief and said, "It's basically safe here. They definitely didn't expect you to drill into the sewer. Even if they did, this place is more accessible than above. Unless they send the entire army of Moktan into this place, they won't be able to block us."

"Is that so? Then can Miss Luche also explain who you are and why you helped? Don't tell me it was for the bar, it was something you intentionally set up to get close to us, right?" Alan said with a smile.

Luche looked him up and down and said, "Lord Alan is really calm. He has already surpassed many great figures in terms of energy nourishment. If Gurant were here, he would have wished he could beat me to the ground and ask me more clearly."

Allen smiled at the flattery of the trick. '"Let's introduce ourselves. I'm Luche, the president of the pitch-black ball. I'm an ally of your Black Heart Guild, so I couldn't help but meet you when I heard that Luche came to Mockdale." Lord Alan didn't continue to gesture "Follow Me" and said, "Let's officially introduce myself. I'm Lord Alan, the president of the pitch-black ball."

"Actually, our guild has been invited to participate in Gurant's operation against you. However, first, because of the friendship between Black Heart and second, because I know that Lord Alan is not easy to provoke, I don't want to interfere in this matter."

They turned a corner and Allen said, "It is your duty not to join the union. Isn't President Luche afraid of losing his footing in Mockdale if he helps?"

'"So you see, I don't dare to help you openly. I have to make sure my men don't show their tricks. I just don't want anyone to know that we were involved in the pitch-black ball," said Luche, his eyes sparkling.

"Alright then, what kind of reward does Guild Leader Luche wish to receive from me?" Alan didn't believe that pie would fall from the sky, so he asked directly.

"It's here." Luche did not answer in a hurry. She stopped at the bottom of another shaft and climbed up first. Then, he removed the lid of the well and beckoned Alan and the others to come up. Returning to the ground, Alan didn't know where he was for a moment. He only knew that he and the others had appeared in front of a small square. The plaza was next to a row of warehouses, and the large land carriages carrying goods outside the warehouses were constantly traveling. Passers-by were not surprised to see the few of them coming out of the shaft. They just took a few more glances.

"This is our guild's business," said Luche. "This way. Our guild has a legitimate business in munitions, in addition to assassination spies and the like. Lord Alan asked me what I wanted just now. It's very simple. I want Lord Alan alone."

"Oh?" Alan laughed, "Then I can only say that President Luche has a long-term vision."

Luche smiled but did not answer.

She did not want a substantial return, but for an illusory favor. This was indeed a playful answer. Even Alan couldn't figure out what she was trying to do, so he wasn't in a hurry to figure it out. He thought for a moment and then said, "I owe you a favor anyway. Why don't you do me another favor, Guild Leader Luche?"

"Lord Alan wants to know who leaked your whereabouts to Gurant?"

Alan nodded.

"I'll give you news tomorrow afternoon. I've arranged another place for you to stay, but I don't think you should stay in the Mockpill for too long." After saying that, Luche raised his hand. A black land vehicle stopped beside them. The door slid open and Luche made an "inside please" gesture and said, "My people will be arranged. The place is very safe and there won't be any problems for at least two or three days."

"Sorry to trouble you." Ellen didn't stand on ceremony with her and immediately went into the carriage.

Lu Chu quickly left, while Luche walked into a warehouse and walked past the freight yard to an office. In the office, a man stood by the window facing the small square. After Luche closed the door, he half-knelt down to the man and said, "I'm sorry that Gurant's actions have disrupted my original plan. Lord Shooter, that man should be on guard against me now."

"It doesn't matter." The man in the window whispered, "It would be nice to get close and stay by his side without arousing his suspicions. Now, it's not bad to join as a collaborator like Melody and the others."

"Even so, it's still not as perfect as the previous plan." "But, my lord, is he worthy of your respect?" Said Luche.

The man named Shut sighed, "Luche, do you know how long I've been in Mockdale?"

Luche did not answer.

The man asked himself, "It has been ten years. At first, His Majesty wanted me to monitor the Mokedan, the wastelands and the remnants." But for the past ten years, this place has been so peaceful that His Majesty has probably forgotten about me. I want to go back, but I can't just go back. "If this person can open the southern gate of Mockdale, then I can use his presence to reappear in His Majesty's sight."

"Your Majesty, I believe he will be interested in a lunatic who dares to attack the Mokedan and pry into the Supreme Sect." "Madman, I really can't think of a more appropriate adjective. But thanks to this madman, it's not as stagnant as before."

'"Sir Huth, Mockdale is not controlled by Gurant right now. On top of that Fatty is Grand Superintendent Bali, and there are three thousand Berserk Shadows." Luche reminded.

The man shrugged. "So what? Since the kid Alan has the support of the Legacy Realm, it's definitely not simple. I'll gamble and win and everyone will be happy. If I lose, I'll just continue living a stuffy life."

Luche lowered his head, anger flashing across his eyes. To the man in front of him, it was indeed as he had said. Even if he won, he would be happy, but if he lost, he would still be like that. But for unions like the pitch-black ball and the black heart that followed him. If he lost, it would be tantamount to putting in the foundation he had built for a long time. However, she was very familiar with this man's style of doing things. When needed, their followers would definitely give up.

Thinking of this, Luche couldn't help but remember Alan's "favor". It was originally a casual remark she had made in order to get in touch with Allen. But now, it seemed that he could use this favor to help him.

Time passed like flowing water.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening, and Bali was sitting on the chair in his office, while adjutant Igeluka was seductively sitting between the thick legs of the Grand Superintendent. Bali flicked his finger gently on the table, and his sharp nails easily dug up strands of wooden threads on the table. Mu Si slowly drifted down in front of Gurant. The City Lord was kneeling. He buried his head on the ground and did not dare to look up at the Great Superintendent. Beads of sweat kept coming out from his forehead.

Today's operation was a complete failure.

His five hundred soldiers waited for a long time on Forty-first Street, but they didn't even catch a fly. Originally, Allen and the others, who had been driven to the 41st Street by the Black Cat and Nether Lion Guilds, suddenly disappeared without a trace. The killer of the black cat once again started a carpet-like search at the place where he had encountered Allen and the others for the last time, and finally confirmed that they had already fled far away.

There's a lot of stuff going on here.

Allen and the others weren't familiar with Mokedan, so it was extremely difficult for them to escape quietly in that kind of environment. After that, the black cat discovered that there were other people deliberately misleading them, which allowed Allen and the others to avoid the black cat killer's line of sight. Now that Black Cat and Nether Lion had announced that they had given up on the commission, Gurant hurriedly came to apologize to the Grand Superintendent.