Lucien was carrying the God-Slaying Spear on his back. It was wrapped tightly in leather, but it was the most powerful, dark, divine weapon in the world. And Lucien’s own body was a massive, walking volcano of Abyssal Chaos energy. He was exactly what the mirror was built to find.Lucien took a slow breath. He remembered his duel with the giant warlord Kordas. He remembered the moment his magic evolved.He had the [Vein-Concealment Aura]. The System promised him that his magical signature was completely invisible. It promised him that he was a ghost to any tracking magic.Now, he had to test it. If the System was wrong, he would have to fight his way through a crowded city."Next!" the Inquisitor shouted, pointing at Lucien.Lucien slouched his shoulders. He dragged his feet slightly, walking like a man who had not slept in three days. He stopped right in front of the giant, glowing mirror. His heart beat calmly. He showed no fear.The Inquisitor looked at him with pure disgust. "Tak

The mountain air was thin and freezing cold. But to Lucien, it tasted like sweet honey. He walked slowly up the steep, rocky dirt road. Tall, green pine trees grew on both sides of the path. The silver moon was shining brightly in the black sky. It was perfectly peaceful. There were no giant, rotting monsters. There were no bone-spiders dropping from the ceiling.Lucien was wearing his disguise. His dark hair was dusty and grey from the crushed berries. His face was smeared with brown mud. He wore an ugly, torn brown cloak. The terrifying God-Slaying Spear was wrapped tightly in thick leather and tied to his back. It looked like a normal, heavy walking stick. Next to it hung a cheap, chipped iron sword.He looked exactly like a poor, tired wanderer. He was no longer the Graveyard King. He was "Mo Yan."As he walked, Lucien thought about his new power. The [Vein-Concealment Aura] was working perfectly. He could feel the massive, dark ocean of Chaos energy inside his chest, but none o

Kai and Lin smiled brightly. They felt like they had just found a secret weapon. They quickly helped their injured friend, Rin, stand up. Lin used her weak green magic to stop Kai's arm from bleeding.They began to walk up the steep mountain road together.As they walked, Lucien asked casual questions. He needed to gather as much intelligence as possible."So," Lucien said lazily. "Why is this Lord Julian trying to kill a bunch of kids?"Kai’s face turned dark and sad. "Lord Julian wants our land. The Cloud-Soaring Mountain sits on top of a very old, very pure spirit-vein. The Saint-Aurelius Clan wants to dig it up to make themselves richer. But our sect has been here for a thousand years. We refused to leave.""Let me guess," Lucien said. "He brought a big army.""Yes," Lin answered quietly. "Three thousand golden knights are camped at the bottom of the mountain valley. They blocked the rivers. They blocked the roads. They told us we have three days to surrender. If we do not surrend

The next morning, the sun rose brightly over the mountain. Kai woke Lucien up early. "Senior Mo Yan! It is time for your assessment! We must go see Elder Rengal!"Lucien groaned, acting like he hated waking up. He stretched his arms, grabbed his cheap iron sword, and followed the young boy.They walked to a large, flat dirt circle in the center of the Outer Court.Standing in the middle of the circle was an older man. He had grey hair, a thick beard, and he looked incredibly tired. He held a wooden clipboard and a feather pen. This was Elder Rengal, the man in charge of all the Outer Disciples."So," Elder Rengal grumbled, looking at Lucien’s dirty clothes and messy hair. "You are the beggar who saved my students. Thank you for that. But Kai tells me you want to be a Guest Enforcer. We do not pay people to just eat our food and sleep. We need fighters.""I can fight," Lucien said lazily, picking his ear."We will see," Elder Rengal sighed. He pointed to a large, clear crystal ball res

The night was freezing cold. The bright silver moon hung high in the sky, casting long, dark shadows across the quiet courtyard.Lucien stood perfectly still behind the large stone statue of the flying crane. He held his breath. He watched the teenager standing by the stone well.It was Kai. The brave, loyal boy who had brought Lucien into the Cloud-Soaring Sect.Kai was holding a small glass vial. The glass was filled with a thick, oily black liquid. The liquid glowed with a sick, ugly light. Kai’s hands were shaking so violently that he almost dropped the glass.Tears were falling down Kai’s dirty cheeks. He was crying silently. His chest heaved up and down. He looked at the clean, pure water inside the deep stone well. He looked at the black poison in his hand. He was fighting a terrible war inside his own mind.Lucien watched him. The core struggle inside Lucien’s heart was calm. He did not feel angry at Kai. He did not think Kai was an evil traitor. Lucien had lived in the dark