In the age of the ancient gods, Laxis, the goddess of life, was in charge of Elderland's most mysterious well of fate.

It is rumored that the Well of Destiny is the source of natural energy in this world. All life in the world is nourished by the energy released by the Well of Destiny. From the literature records passed down from ancient times, no one knows where the Well of Destiny is.

After the dusk of Ragnarok, the Well of Destiny disappeared from then on with the fall of the gods.

Some scholars speculate that the Well of Destiny may have been destroyed by the war of the gods, while others believe that the Well of Destiny may be in some place in this world.

People know very little about the most mysterious thing in Elderland, but there is one thing that allows people to understand the secrets and power of the Well of Destiny from the side.

The essence of life.

The product of the goddess of life Laxis is rumored to be extracted from the Well of Destiny.

In the Battle of the Gods, Laxis, the goddess of life representing the order system, in order to resist Gal's army of death sweeping across the world, Laxis extracted countless life essences from the Well of Destiny to provide mortal warriors of all races.

After subduing the essence of life, the strength and wisdom of these mortal warriors of various races changed drastically. If we use the present description, they would be like an ordinary person without power who had become a law-strong man who entered the fernu realm in the blink of an eye.

The so-called one-step climb to the sky is nothing more than that.

Unfortunately, even though the goddess of life was refining the essence of life day and night, the number was limited. The warriors of the Order God System could not stop Gal from winning the crazy pace of the Immortal Army.

The gods broke out and the gods fell behind. The catastrophe of the old faith war almost made the entire Erdland continent deserted and covered with bones. The population of the tribes had even fallen into a critical moment of no ten. Even if the army of Galborg had lost its eternal power and fell apart, the clans were still weak on the level of absolute strength. If it were not for the leaders of the warriors who survived the essence of life, after countless hard battles, they could successfully defeat the army of death left over from Galborg, otherwise Eldland's history would probably have embarked on another path of destiny.

It can be said that the essence of life saved all the tribes who were on the verge of despair at that time.

After the birth of the new world, people began to tirelessly pursue the mystery of the essence of life, trying to copy the power and wisdom that the essence of life gave to people. Unfortunately, until the era of hegemony, their efforts failed without exception.

At the beginning of the era of hegemony, the Noxusian wizards developed a potion similar to the essence of life. Although this potion cannot match the essence of life, it can also give ordinary people the effect of entering powerful power in a short time, and has extremely strong recovery ability at the healing level. As long as it is not a fatal injury of a broken head, this pseudo-life essence can be repaired and healed.

The emergence of the essence of pseudo-life expanded the ambitions of the Noxus people. In the era when the conflicts between the races on the Elderland continent were becoming increasingly acute, the Noxus were the first to detonate the war!

With the power given by the essence of pseudo-life, the Noxus swept over half of Elderland in a short period of time, but this also made the Noxus the target of public criticism in the eyes of all races. With the several alliance counterattacks of the various races, the Noxus began to gradually fall into a situation of weak momentum until they completely declined.

After the era of hegemony, the Noxus disappeared into the long river of history, but the essence of pseudo-life they left behind was spread on the continent of Elderland.

Many years later, the essence of pseudo-life has become the real essence of life in people's eyes. Due to the difficulty of materials and production, the essence of pseudo-life has become a treasure that people regard as a treasure.

The life essence that Overled promised is such a pseudo-life essence. Xia Lan believes that as long as he takes that pseudo-life essence, his injuries will not only be healed, but will even allow him to step into the threshold of the middle level of the upper level in one step. Perhaps there is a very small possibility that he will successfully enter the peak level.

but.

The premise of all this is that the other party did not lie!

"You should know the consequences of deceiving me."

When Overled said goodbye and left, Xialan stood in front of the door and said calmly.

"Of course, keeping your promise is a noble virtue, and my lord, Earl Heather, is exactly that."

Overled was stunned when he heard this. He turned his head, put the black gentleman's hat in his hand on his chest and bowed slightly.

"Hopefully his virtues won't be his epitaph."

After saying this, Xia Lan turned around and closed the door.

Overled put the black gentleman's hat on his head, and a faint smile appeared on his handsome face. He walked out of the simple hotel. Not long after, teams of well-established soldiers suddenly emerged from the alley beside the hotel.

"Sir Olfreid, how are the matter talking? You're not hurt, are you?"

A young man with a non-commissioned officer looked worried and anxious, walking forward and whispered with concern.

"Groan, don't worry, I'm fine, and... he promised our conditions." Overled smiled at the young man and comforted the other party's mood.

"call--"

Groan breathed a sigh of relief, his face became relaxed and said, "It is worthy of being Lord Overled. If things go well, Lord Earl will definitely reward you heavily."

"Yeah?"

Overled smiled and didn't reply, but just looked up at the bright purple moon in the night sky.

If that old guy knew that I had promised the essence of life that I regarded as a treasure as a condition, I didn't know what kind of expression he would have at that time, it would be really interesting to think about it.

"Sir, what are you laughing at?"

Groan, who saw the strange smile on Overled's face, said uneasy.

"nothing."

Overled waved his hand and said, "The priest in the hotel will go to Notland tomorrow morning, and you will be given the accompanying tasks."

"Mr. Overled, aren't you going back to Cantland?" Groan was shocked after hearing this.

"Sloan still has a lot of affairs to deal with, and the spies ahead are rewarded. Viscount Frant has now left the city of Tralo and is heading for Diorda. We have to be vigilant and guard against this..."

As he said that, Overlet glanced at Groan, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

"Subordinates... obey the order."

Groan said with a bitter smile.

"Not bad! Groan, pay attention to his safety when he returns to Cantland. It is particularly important to remember to be careful when facing the Lord." Overled patted Groan on the shoulder and said, "He is a person who makes me feel fearful."

Fear? Fear?

Groan's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

Overled shook his head and walked aside and murmured, "Because I didn't find any humanity in him."

...

Early in the morning, at the entrance of the hotel.

After taking the "Snow Wind" brought by the hotel attendant, looking at the "Snow Wind"'s energetic appearance, you can know that it has roughly restored to its original spirit. The snow-white mane is shining with silver light in the sun, and eyes shining with human nature look at the master from time to time, as if asking for something in detail.

Xia Lan patted the neck of "Snow Wind" and looked at the young man who looked like a sergeant in front of her.

"Who are you?"

His voice was very cold, so cold that it made people feel relieved.

"In Lower Groan, Deputy Chief of the Guards of Moya Town! Follow the orders of the command of the commander, Lord Overled, to lead the magistrate to Cantland!"

Groan lowered his head and replied respectfully. No one knew that his palms were covered with sweat. Now he finally understood why Lord Overled said that warning last night. He thought he had been on the battlefield and had killed many people in his hands. However, the courage in his heart disappeared in an instant. Even his legs were trembling and trembling.

Is this the momentum suppression brought by status and strength?

"I see."

Xia Lan nodded expressionlessly, turned over her horse, and rode on the tall and majestic "Snow Wind". He looked at a row of knights standing by in an orderly manner not far away and said, "You can set off now."

“Follow your will.”

After saying that, Groan hurriedly returned to the team among the knights, stepped onto a dark war horse and turned toward Xia Lan and said, "Please follow us."

The sound of horse hooves and smoke rolled.

On the walls of Moya Town, Overled stared at Xia Lan and his group who were leaving. After a long time, until the team in front of him disappeared from the horizon, he finally turned around.

"Have you spyed Viscount Frant's intention to go to Diorda?"

Suddenly, he said to an empty corner.

"Report to my master, after our many days of spying and investigation, Viscount Frant is constantly drawing soldiers to gather at Diorda, and it can be seen from the caravan supplies that come and go that Viscount Frant seems to be preparing for war!"

At this time, a low and silence sound came from the corner of the deserted person.

"War?" Overled suddenly sneered on his face, "I didn't expect that cautious and cunning old guy would finally make moves for so many years! If he thought about the weakness after we withdrew, then I would definitely leave his body on the land of Sloan!"

"Sir, don't forget the arrangement of Baizize in the Ersen area not long ago. Perhaps the front line triggered by Viscount Frant is far more than the surface!" A voice from the unmanned corner reminded.

"Of course! I will not forget the lessons that Lord Besze has taught us over the years!" Overled, clenching his fists and gritting his teeth, "But their good days are coming to an end!"

"Sir, are you talking about Drank Xialan?" said the voice from the no one in the corner.

"That's right!" Overled.

"But in our information he is just an ordinary upper and lower level swordsman." The corner voice said.
Chapter completed!