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Chapter 50 Abyss Scroll

Chapter 53 Abyss Scroll

Just then, Marcus held a black object in his hand.

His finger had been cut, and the black object was stained with dripping blood.

The black thing suddenly burst forth with a blood-red light, as if some living thing had been awakened.

At the same time, Marcus heard the deadly sound of something cutting through the air.

"No, you can't."

puff.

Under the powerful impact of the piercing shot, his head exploded like a watermelon, shattering into pieces, and the sound abruptly stopped.

The bed and the two women were splattered with red and white substances, as well as a strange, floating red light.

After killing Marcus, Jiang Yuan's expression turned solemn.

He stared intently at the thing that burst forth with a blood-red light, suppressing even the dim glow of the yellow oil lamp.

With Marcus's body no longer in the way, he could finally see clearly.

"A black — scroll?"

The crimson light seemed to carry some ominous intent, making the air in the entire room feel oppressive.

Suddenly, the red light diminished rapidly and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it had never existed.

Jiang Yuan waited a while longer, but there was still no further movement.

The room fell silent again, with only the stench of blood lingering in the air.

"Jiangyuan!" Xilu appeared, her voice carrying a hint of relief after completing her mission.

Jiang Yuan turned around and asked, "Is it resolved?"

Hilu nodded.

Jiang Yuan sighed inwardly, thinking how the once arrogant and domineering Corwin had died just like that.

The difference between second-order and third-order is ultimately too great.

Of course, the main reason is that Shilu's abilities are too overpowered.

Stealth is an essential skill for assassination, and Sil's stealth has been enhanced. Dealing with an unsuspecting Corwin is no different from killing an ordinary person.

The kill was almost a foregone conclusion.

Hilu looked at the two women with curiosity, her eyes filled with pure incomprehension.

Jiang Yuan stepped forward, knocked the two women unconscious, and then approached Marcus's body.

He frowned, enduring the nauseating smell, and reached out to touch the black reel.

No exception.

Universal knowledge is activated.

A thought struck him, and he succeeded.

Upon closer inspection, a fluorescent blue panel appeared:

[Abyss Shadow Fiend Summoning Scroll]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Effect: Activated with one's own blood, summoning a Tier 2 "Abyssal Shadow Demon".]

[Note 1: The Shadow Fiend has no fixed form and can blend into any shadow, making it a troublesome abyssal monster.]

[Note 2: The summoning ritual was interrupted, and the scroll is damaged. A faint abyssal aura still lingers on the remains, which may be used as alchemy material.]

A scroll summoning from the abyss? Jiang Yuan was somewhat astonished.

It seems this is Marcus's last trump card.

This guy acted so panicked just now, begging for mercy to buy time while secretly activating the reel, almost fooling him.

If I hadn't had such sharp eyesight, I might have already fallen victim to this.

"But where did he get this scroll? Or are these kinds of evil abyss scrolls not uncommon in this world?"

Jiang Yuan suppressed this question in his heart; now was not the time to delve into it.

He heard someone coming.

Hilu whispered beside her, "Jiang Yuan, a lot of people have arrived."

Jiang Yuan nodded. "You should hide using stealth first."

He put down the reel, turned and walked out of the room, where he was met with a cacophony of footsteps.

Then five or six knights in armor came running at a brisk pace, their armor clanging as they ran.

The leading knight was taken aback when he saw him emerge from Archon Marcus's room, and abruptly stopped in his tracks: "You—Lord, what's going on?"

The knights behind him also stopped, their gazes shifting uncertainly between Jiang Yuan and the door.

Jiang Yuan's gaze swept over the group.

Every knight's face was filled with surprise and unease.

His gaze finally settled on the knight who had spoken earlier.

This is the last second-tier knight.

Jiang Yuan did not answer, but directly nocked an arrow.

The bowstring was drawn taut, and the arrow tip gleamed, like a cold star suddenly shining in the night.

Piercing shot!

The knight's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively raised his sword with both hands.

The arrow struck the sword, sparks flying.

The sharp clang of metal clashing resounded throughout!

He was jolted backward, his heels scraping against the stone slabs with a sharp sound, and his back slammed heavily against the knight behind him before he stopped his retreat.

His hands trembled, and when he looked down, he felt a tearing pain in the web between his thumb and forefinger, and the hilt of the sword was shaking so badly in his palm that he could barely hold it.

The color drained from his face.

This force—

In their shock, the second arrow had already pierced the air and arrived.

The light flowed along the arrow shaft.

He tried to raise his sword, but his arm wouldn't obey him.

He tried to dodge to the side, but the heavy armor greatly limited his speed.

So, he could only manage to cry out, "My lord, spare me—"

Bang!

The arrow pierced through the back of his head, bringing with it a cloud of blood and bone fragments.

Like another second-tier knight.

Relying on his second-tier strength, he wasn't wearing a helmet, and his entire head exploded from the impact, splattering a large area of ​​blood that flowed down the uneven stone surface.

The knights behind him were splattered all over their bodies and faces. The warm liquid seeped into their armor seams, and they instinctively took a half step back, utterly horrified.

Jiang Yuan sheathed his bow, glanced at the remaining knights, and said calmly, "Marcus, in league with Corwin, had treacherous intentions and has now been executed."

His voice was not loud, yet it silenced the knights, who stood frozen like stone statues.

Jiang Yuan looked at everyone again. In the brief silence, the air was almost still, and no one dared to make a sound.

Then he pointed to one of them.

"You, come out."

The first-tier knight stepped forward with trepidation; it was none other than the young knight who had given up his warhorse in the canyon during the day.

His body was trembling slightly, but he still tried to stand up straight.

"What's your name?"

The knight hurriedly replied, "My lord, my name is Marin."

Jiang Yuan nodded, then looked at the remaining five knights, taking in their expressions, and said calmly, "From now on, he will be the captain of the guard."

According to his observation, most of these knights had formed ties of interest with the former governor, making it difficult to eradicate them completely in a short period of time.

So those three threatening second-tier knights, though it's a pity, had to die.

If all these first-tier knights are killed, then there will truly be no one left who can be used.

And this "Marin" who has not yet fully integrated is a useful person.

Marin was both surprised and delighted: "Thank you, Lord!"

Although he was a first-rank knight who received eight silver coins a month, he had only recently been promoted, and his mother needed to take medicine year-round, leaving him with little savings.

The captain of the guard received fifty silver coins a month—a sum he had never dared to dream of before!

A surge of excitement and fear welled up within him, making his throat tighten and leaving him almost speechless.

Jiang Yuan waved his hand: "Go down. Summon everyone in the castle; I have some rules to give."

Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Marin, with the solemnity of surviving a disaster, turned and accepted the order.