Mortolla, also known as the Iron Gate. This street is located at the foot of the South City Wall of Noxus, and is an old and wealthy area in the city.

There is no noise elsewhere here when it is dark, it is a forbidden place for mortals at night, but during the day, there are endless streams of worshippers holding sacrifices.

The Wolf Spirit Hall located here is a tall multi-story tower with no four walls, each floor stands above the black stone pillar. A fifty-foot-high obsidian giant wolf statue sits at the heart of the tower.

Well, there are no walls, it's very suitable for sniping, Geno thought.

Fifty feet is nearly seventeen meters high, and it is a large statue. This is a giant wolf squatting and looking down at the common people. If it considers its three-dimensional structure, it will be more magnificent than just looking at the height.

But compared with the Statue of Storm that Zuan had just completed not long ago, this wolf spirit stone sculpture is just a little milk dog. This is what Geno is sincerely proud of, and he designed the largest statue in the world.

Geno had seen the real wolf spirit, and he wanted to say that the wolf spirit was not actually a whole wolf, but just a black smoke that condensed the wolf's head.

Moreover, the face of the obsidian giant wolf statue was not covered with a white sheep spirit mask. This is not a complete god of death, but a split death.

The Noxus only believe in the incarnation of the wolf spirit in Kindred, just as the Demacians only offer sacrifices to the sheep spirit, and this is more related to the customs of Noxus since ancient times.

According to the ancient Valoran custom, death is one side and walks with each other.

The sheep spirit represents quiet death, while the wolf spirit is a cruel ending. In Noxus, the latter is regarded as a mighty and dignified way. In an empire that advocates power, dying peacefully in bed is not the right way to defend honor.

Svein originally did not believe in these things. He believed that the way of death was the same as birth, old age, sickness and death, and could not be controlled by human will, so he never went to the Wolf Spirit Temple to worship when he was young.

It was not until he broke his arm in Precidian and returned to the Immortal Fortress alive that he developed the habit of worshiping the wolf spirit every Sunday.

No one knows whether he saw a sheep or a wolf when he saw a crow at the same time of life and death. But he must have learned from the eyes of the three-eyed crow that the wolf and the sheep are real pairs of death gods.

Svein's perseverance has made the commander going out to worship the wolf spirits in full view of the public, so on Sunday morning, the palace guards at the gate of the Wolf Spirit Hall would stand upright and welcome the commander's visit in the most rigorous manner.

Although legion soldiers and liquidation talents on the arena should be frequent visitors to various martial spirit temples in the capital, even politicians, merchants and servants will often offer tributes.

At this time, before Svein arrived, the far-off mail tower rang the bell at eight o'clock, and Svein would bring the soldiers of the Choi Falley army to the temple on time at the tenth full bell.

"Svein hasn't come yet. Before the bell rings at ten o'clock, you disguise yourself as a believer and worship the wolf spirit, and then stay in it. When I signal to take action, I will use firepower to cover you from a high place outside the temple."

Geno and Riven did not enter the temple immediately, but continued to follow Riven under the eaves of the forks of the road and whispered to the details of the action. To those outsiders who couldn't hear their conversation clearly, these two people were like a pair of impatient and passionate gay men. They just found a dark corner that no one could see and became intimate.

As for why it is a gay man rather than a couple, it may be related to Riven's short hair and men's outfit, and most people think that only men can carry such a huge sword.

However, Geno didn't care about other people's chance gazes. It was enough for him to know that Riven was a serious woman.

After the bell rang at nine o'clock, Geno and Riven touched each other's fists and separated.

Riven walked out of the dark alley, took a sacrifice disguised as a pulse bomb and strode up the steps of the temple, stepped across the door and walked to the statue to put down the sacrifice, and knelt down to worship sincerely.

Geno continued to walk in the shadows, watching no one climb up to a roof, hiding his body behind the mercedes, and using wooden boards to cover the sunlight, observing the situation around the temple.

Waiting is always the hardest to endure.

Riven looked around, and three figures in armor were kneeling down at the pillar to worship the wolf spirit.

Seeing Riven look over, they all raised their heads together. Riven calmly turned her head to the wolf spirit. People who pray with the sword usually have bad intentions, and she has a deep understanding.

She shrugged and warned the stakes with the huge scabbard behind her that she was not a good character to mess with. Then she looked up at the wolf spirit looking down at the common people. The wolf spirit had a hideous face and grinned. The exaggerated canine teeth were thicker than a human waist.

The whistle tower in the distance rang at ten o'clock, and Geno heard the crows in the air and began to gather.

Geno is ready, and if the information is accurate, the target will appear at any time.

Sure enough, a figure with a majestic aura appeared.

His dangerous hairline was mixed with gray silk, which was very obvious against the dark sky of the immortal fortress. The battle-baptized armor was covered with a simple and wide black coat, with wing-like pendants on his shoulders, and his hands were tightly tucked in the hem of his clothes, and his wise eyes looked straight ahead indifferently.

This man came from the direction of the Immortal Fortress, and naturally, he followed a few honorary guards, each of which was selected from the Choi Falli Legion.

Any of these people can easily defeat the middle-aged people following them.

But everyone must obey this person.

This person is Sviin, the leader of Noxus, the leader of the Trifalley parliament.

Geno saw dense shadows flowing on the ground, the flock of crows flying in the air, and the sound of the black wings was clearly heard. The ravens seemed to be following him, ruthlessly reminding each assassin of the final fate.

Many people who came to visit stood on both sides of the street, staring blankly as Svein walked towards the temple slowly. Unexpectedly, this legendary omniscient and strategic leader, who looked so close to mortals.

Riven of the temple saw the target appear, immediately ended her pious kneeling, retreated around the huge pillar beside her to give up space for the commander, and the sacrifice was naturally left in front of the wolf spirit stone statue.

Riven looked in the direction where Geno was. Geno used a gesture to tell her to stop moving, then left Svein's gray-black hair and turned to observe the guards he brought.

The guards stopped at the foot of the temple, as if the commander had told them what they had said, but Geno was too far away to hear anything.

Then Svein continued to walk forward alone, as if to worship the wolf spirit.
Chapter completed!