Failed Coup

Swain finished speaking, his five fingers tightening. Darkwill suddenly convulsed, as if being remotely controlled, a truly bizarre sight!

The one who launched the attack was the mysterious person on the tribunal platform wearing a black veil. Judging by her build, she appeared to be a woman. She raised her staff and continuously bombarded Swain with magic, her power incredibly immense.

In my impression, Swain should be a very powerful mage. How could he be so suppressed right now, unable to fight back?

I reduced my offensive, starting to help him resist the magic. Because my spear possessed anti-magic craftsmanship, it directly neutralized the black beams upon contact.

However, after I lessened my assault on the Death Guard, everyone's situation became more difficult. We were few in number, and every combatant was crucial.

"To catch the bandit, first catch their king." We were bound to lose if this continued. It was better to go for a mutually destructive outcome. I swung my spear with all my might, sweeping away the enemies around me, and charged towards the tribunal platform.

Darkwill had already passed out. As long as I could charge over and kill him, it would all be over.

The two old men who had just pronounced Darius's guilt were already terrified out of their wits. Katarina was being tied down by Talon, and the mysterious person was busy dealing with Swain. The remaining scattered soldiers were no match for me. This was the perfect opportunity to act!

I quickly closed in. Just as I was about to make my move, the mysterious person suddenly split into two. One continued to deal with Swain, while the other turned to attack me!

She could actually split into two! And both clones were incredibly powerful!

Even with my anti-magic weapon, I still couldn't harm her. Instead, I was gradually suppressed by her magic. It seemed that if the gap was too large, even an anti-magic weapon couldn't withstand it!

Just who is this powerful? I kept thinking about the strong individuals in Noxus, and finally, one name solidified—LeBlanc!

In fact, I had some suspicions as soon as I saw her. In the story, she was also a mysterious person who concealed her face, leading the Black Rose and secretly controlling Noxus. Now, displaying such immense magical power, I was even more certain.

But shouldn't she be helping Swain? Why was she an enemy now?

"You're LeBlanc, aren't you!" I asked tentatively.

The mysterious person clearly faltered upon hearing the name, her offensive weakening considerably. Only a very small number of core Black Rose members knew LeBlanc's identity.

At this moment, a faint voice sounded in my ear, ethereal yet clear, as if directly injected into my mind:

"No one has called me that in centuries. Who are you?"

"Who I am is not important. If you don't want to reveal your identity, let us leave."

"If you don't want to say, then so be it. If I kill you, my identity will remain unknown."

I had intended to use this opportunity to force her to back down, but unexpectedly, it had the opposite effect. LeBlanc's magic suddenly surged. Black mist rose around the execution grounds, and soon, countless dark shadows emerged from the mist, like the arrival of death. Where they passed, nothing grew!

The shadows formed a tight encirclement that gradually shrank. Not only living beings but even the Death Guard, which were not easily killed, fell in swathes.

At this time, Katarina and Talon were still fighting nearby, and the shadows were getting closer to them. If this continued, both would be harmed.

"Little sister Katarina, can't you see the situation now? Stop fighting and come here with Talon!"

Darius roared loudly, but it was to no avail. As the shadows were about to touch the two, he charged forward recklessly, releasing a power like a bull, forcefully separating them.

Don't they have a deep blood feud? Why does Darius care so much about Katarina's safety? I couldn't understand and didn't have time to think about it, because I was caught between LeBlanc and the shadows, in a dilemma.

Now, there were very few living people left. The Death Guard were almost completely devoured by the shadows. Darkwill was protected by LeBlanc's clone, while I was stuck to LeBlanc, entangled in combat. This was because there was an invisible barrier around her; if I left her, I would die immediately!

But no matter how I tried, I couldn't harm her. Many times, I clearly struck her body, only to find it was just a Phantom Trail.

"Damn it, what is all this crap! We need to get out of here quickly!" Kled was extremely agitated.

"Wait! Zhao Xin hasn't come over yet!" Darius couldn't bear to abandon me.

"We can't wait any longer. The guy next to him is incredibly sinister! Hurry up and follow me, I'll lead you out!"

After speaking, Kled gathered a gust of wind, scattering the shadows around him. The surviving few followed, leaving me alone to face the vast darkness.

Seeing them all leave, my heart slowly calmed down. This was probably the best outcome. I thrust my Steel Spear into the ground, deciding to stop struggling.

LeBlanc also stopped attacking, watching me quietly: "Kled really has some skills, even scattering my Dark Storm. Now it's just you left. They called you Zhao Xin just now, right?"

"Yes."

"I'm curious why you know my identity. Now I've changed my mind. If you tell the truth, perhaps I can spare your life."

"I don't want to explain to you. The ins and outs of this are not something that can be explained in a few words. You can consider it a coincidence."

"Heh heh... You don't want to say?" LeBlanc suddenly leaned close to my face and said seductively, "I smell an interesting aura on you, like an unfathomable destiny, like deep, boundless time and space."

I didn't know what nonsense she was talking about. Old monsters who had lived for so many years were always unpredictable. However, she didn't kill me. Instead, she raised her staff and dissipated the black mist.

Dusk had fallen, and the rain had stopped. The corpses and blood at the execution grounds had all disappeared with the black mist. The residual sunlight from the horizon shone down, making the scene appear peaceful and beautiful.

After the rain cleared, few people knew what had happened during the downpour.

At this moment, only LeBlanc, the unconscious Darkwill, and I remained at the execution grounds. She lifted her veil, and I saw a beautiful face, exquisitely beautiful, enchantingly so. Her deep purple pupils were as clear and captivating as crystals, though her skin was slightly pale.

"Since you know my name, I'll let you see my face again. I hope you won't forget me when we meet next time."

"You are very charming, if not for that terrifying magic just now."

"You speak so well, hahahaha... Although I've decided to let you go, you cannot stay in Noxus. Where should I put you? I've got it!"

LeBlanc finished speaking and gently tapped my forehead with her staff. I immediately lost consciousness