Swain stood still.

He waited for a moment, waiting for the corrosive feeling of demonic power in his body to completely disappear, and then he slowly walked towards the desk.

A few meters away, Swain waved his hand and released a burst of energy, causing the drawer to open automatically.

As a result, he was vigilant for a short time but did not see anything strange.

After thinking for a while, Swain took a step forward again and looked into the drawer.

The luminous object was buried under a pile of documents.

This made Swain hesitate again.

But thinking about the demonic power he had obtained, he finally chose to step forward to check.

In order to avoid hurting the breath of the soul, Swain did not exert any force to move the documents this time.

He casually picked up a folder on the table and opened the files in the drawer.

An ivory comb was exposed in Swain's field of vision.

Swain was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered.

While still keeping his guard up, he stepped forward and took out the comb from the drawer.

"What exactly are you?"

He asked quietly: "Did you bring those undead souls?"

The soul inside the comb was very weak. Faced with Swain's question, the soul only sent out one thought.

That's a name, Yin Sulder.

Swain didn't know who Insuld was, but he had a way to find out.

After placing the comb on the table, he once again summoned the power of the 'hidden devil' and communicated with that power.

A moment later, Swain learned the cause and effect from the devil.

"I see!"

He looked at the ivory comb in surprise, and said with a slightly surprised tone: "It turns out that the ruined curse was all caused by you."

A sad wave emerged from the ivory comb.

But this did not arouse Swain's pity.

He looked sternly and began to think.

Ordinarily, the easiest way to deal with an ivory comb is to destroy it directly.

Without the soul in the comb, the undead army should not invade Noxus again.

But this idea was quickly abandoned by Swain!

He doesn't dare!

What if the soul fragment is destroyed and the owner behind the Undead Scourge becomes angry?

Swain had already personally experienced the intensity of the undead disaster just now.

He understood that Noxus alone, even if it wiped out all the soldiers of the empire, was probably no match for the undead army.

It may even provide more soldiers to the undead army.

Swain knew that the power of the undead was so disgusting.

Under this concern, Swain thought for a moment again.

He finally made a decision, which was to negotiate with the controller of the Undead Scourge!

It's just an insignificant soul fragment. Noxus can hand over the soul fragment.

This is the best choice. Noxus can completely avoid that kind of unnecessary war.

Thinking of this, Swain waved his hand and ordered a wooden box to fly from a distance.

He apologized to the ivory comb in a low voice, and then knocked the comb into the box, preparing to find an opportunity to hand over the source of the disaster in the box.

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Demacia.

Laxana finally breathed a sigh of relief after destroying the teleportation beam.

But before she could relax for long, things happened one after another.

First, the royal family sent guards, led by Xin Zhao, to the Crownguard family to investigate and investigate the origin of the previous beam of light.

Fortunately, Xin Zhao chose to remain silent.

Xin Zhao was very smart. He had already guessed that Laxana must have learned magic in the Twin Cities.

But he did not choose to expose it, but helped Laxana hide it.

As for the investigation? Xin Zhao chose to deal with it perfunctorily.

He cooperated with Laxana's confession and blamed everything on the staff.

Laxana escaped the disaster so easily.

And after the investigating team left, someone else approached Laxana.

Still a voice directly passed into Laxana's ears.

It's the statue friend.

"Laxana, my friend."

The voice was slightly joyful: "Can you do me a favor?"

"Ah? What do you want me to do for you, Mr. Statue?" Laxana asked in a low voice, very confused.

"I need energy."

The voice of the statue continued: "There are still a large number of undead creatures inside the capital! My mission is to protect this city! But I no longer have enough energy to carry out activities, but your power can recharge me!"

The rich voice became slightly more passionate: "Laxana, my friend! I need your help!"

"Is this...no problem?"

Laxana hesitated: "Sorry, it's not that I don't want to help you, but my magic power contains my will, and I'm worried that it will erode your consciousness."

"It doesn't matter."

The voice of the statue was very happy: "Friend Laxana, I do not resist your will. For so many years, you are the only human being I have recognized. I am willing to accept your will! I believe you will not use me to do evil.

of!"

"of course not!"

Laxana emphasized quickly, but she forgot to suppress her voice, so she quickly looked around after reacting.

Fortunately, she was in the garden and there was no one else nearby.

Holding her chest and letting out a sigh of relief, Laxana continued: "Then Mr. Statue, what should I do?"

"Come to me."

The statue's voice was even more joyful: "Pour the magic into my body."

"good!"

Laxana did not hesitate this time, she immediately nodded and responded: "I will go find you right now!"

After saying this, Laxana ran back into the house, made a simple excuse to explain to her parents, and then left the manor alone.

She ran all the way south.

Fortunately, the location where the undead invaded was in the east of the city, so Laxana didn't meet any undead along the way.

After nearly twenty minutes, Laxana finally ran out of the capital. She set foot on the "Battle Monument Avenue" where the army went on the expedition. After running for a long time, she finally reached the location of the Galio Colossus.

Because no magic was used along the way, Laxana was still out of breath after running for such a long time, even though Laxana's physique had been strengthened by magic.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The violent heartbeat could be heard clearly, and Laxana had to rest on her knees for a moment to relax.

After a while, she raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and looked up at the face of the Galio Colossus.

At this time, the stone eyeballs of the colossus had turned around, and Laxana could even see the amusement and expectation in those eyeballs.

She smiled.

Like she had done countless times since childhood, Laxana waved to the Galio Colossus: "Hello, Mr. Statue, I'm here to disturb you again."

"Really happy to see you again."

A rich voice came from high in the sky. The voice was not deafening, but seemed extremely gentle.

"You haven't come to talk to me for a long time."

The colossus seemed to be complaining and said: "In the past few years, no one has even scratched my ankles."

Laxana smiled apologetically.
To be continued...