Wizard of All Souls

Belvor City.

In front of a room in the headquarters of the Black Gold Group.

A tall old man with half-white hair and eagle-like eyes was standing.

The old man stroked the long sword at his waist.

This long sword has been with him for decades.

The long sword, which has not seen blood for more than ten years, might drink blood tonight.

Looking at the familiar scenery around him, he looked at the door that he had seen countless times before him.

"I haven't shot for many years, have you all forgotten the horror of me Torre?" The old man Torre took a deep breath, took a step forward, and pressed his hands firmly on the door.

"Crunch—"

For the first time, Torrey felt that the sound of the door opening was so heavy and slow.

The cracks are getting bigger and bigger.

The scenery inside the door slowly appeared in his eyes.

Torrey closed his eyes.

When it opened again, there was no trace of hesitation.

"According to the agreement, I'm here!" Torrey walked into the room proudly with his right hand on the hilt of his sword.

In the huge room, there were only two people.

One is an old man who is slightly thinner than Torrey and sits behind a long table. He looks about the same age as Torrey—Mass.

Beside Mas, stood a tall and glamorous girl in a black close-fitting dress with eyes like poisonous snakes.

Watching the two, Torre was stunned.

All of a sudden the pride dissipated.

He didn't know who that beautiful girl was, and it was the first time he saw it.

But he is very familiar with the old man named Masi.

Ma Si is his good friend for decades since he was a child. The two established the Black Gold Group together, and Ma Si is the deputy head of the Black Gold Group.

And he, Torre, is the head of the Black Gold Group.

"Mass, how come?" Torre's lips were trembling, and a slight crack appeared in his tough heart.

The moment he saw Mas, he knew what was going on.

betray!

This term is all too common in Belvor City, the capital of sin.

The curse called betrayal haunts people all the time.

He had been betrayed, and he had betrayed other people many times.

In this dark world, only the friendship with Mas is full of light, indestructible, and has gone through countless tests.

"Mass, I didn't expect it to be you!" Torre's eyes were so sad.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that I would betray you." Ma Si said.

"We are all orphans living in Belvor City. We have been mixed together since we were seven or eight years old. We stole together, fought together, and were beaten together."

"Thinking about it now, that time was really interesting."

"We learned together and became stronger together. The two of us grew up from scratch and developed the black gold group to its current scale."

The Black Gold Squad is not the strongest in Belvor City.

Not even the top five.

But it is definitely the largest number and the widest coverage.

Every street and every shop in Belvor City has the shadow of their black gold group.

Thinking of the past, Ma Si sighed: "Torre, people will change."

"You have had countless opportunities to betray me, you have wandered on the edge of life and death for me countless times, we have gone through so many trials, and when we are both seventy or eighty years old and half of our feet are buried in the coffin, have we changed? "Torre couldn't believe it.

"I don't want to betray you, I still welcome you to join us now, we will always be friends..."

"What did Nine Snakes promise you!" Torrey roared and interrupted Mars.

"Long life."

Torre already understood, "Haha, it turned out to be like this. When I was young, I threw away my blood and struggled for my ideals and future. After decades of struggle, I can finally enjoy it, but I am old, and I can't live without injuries. How long."

"I hope you can understand."

"Stop talking nonsense, where is my family?"

Hydra is a group that has suddenly appeared in Belvor City in the past ten years.

In only three or two years, Nine Snakes recovered 90% of the gangs in Belvor City.

Even their black gold group surrendered to the Nine Snakes.

It's just that in recent years, Nine Snake's requirements have become more and more excessive, and the tasks issued have become more and more difficult to complete.

Aware that there may be a terrifying conspiracy behind Nine Snakes.

Torre, who didn't want to be sucked into the vortex, gradually raised his heart to retreat.

Together with his friend Mars, he decided to leave Belvor City.

Belvor City, a sinful city, has brought the weak to the extreme, and it is not a place where the family can develop for a long time.

They are no longer the single guys they were when they were young.

They are in their 70s and 80s, and they all have descendants and families behind them.

And the performance of the descendants is not as strong as them. Once they die, the enemies they have accumulated over the years will definitely come to revenge immediately.

Maybe even a trace of blood can't be left behind.

At the place where he agreed to escape, when he arrived, there was no one there.

None of his family or friends were there.

There was one sentence left in place.

"My son and grandson are there!" Torre shouted, glaring at Mas.

"Hilda." Marth gestured to the woman beside him.

The glamorous girl named Hilda twisted her body, put an iron box the size of a watermelon on the table, and said, "Master Torre, please."

Click.

There was a constant cracking sound in the depths of Torrey's heart.

He might be able to guess what that was.

Just don't want to believe it.

Torre stood there blankly for a while before walking up to the table with heavy steps.

Put your hands lightly on the iron box.

click.

The lid of the iron box popped up, and a pungent smell of blood came from the box.

Staring at the contents of the box, Torre's mind went blank.

"boom--"

Consciousness is like being struck by lightning.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth—due to excessive emotional fluctuations, it affected the hidden wounds accumulated over the years.

In the iron box, there are eyeballs.

No need to think about who these eyeballs belong to.

Masi folded his hands on his thighs and said sadly: "They went very peacefully."

"You, you can do it? Beast! Ahhhh——" Torre raised his head and screamed, "Laika is your godson, Neru, Erta, Hoss... They still called you grandpa around you when you were young !"

Before coming, Torre was prepared for the death of his family members.

But after discovering that it was Ma Si, amidst grief and indignation, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

Maybe the family is still alive?

Maybe you can ask Mars to let some people go?

Save a little blood for your family?

"You don't have to be too sad, they are not alone, my sons and grandchildren are also inside." Mas said even more shocking words.

"You...you lunatic!"

Torre was desperate.

He had given up all hope in Mars.

Betrayed him, followed Nine Snakes, instead of fighting for the welfare of family and friends, but killed them all?

"Is this your nomination certificate?"

"That's right."

"Haha, hahaha..." Torre smiled sadly, "Sure enough, my hunch was right, the Nine Snakes are a group of poisonous snakes that swallow people without spitting out their bones."