A manor house on the outskirts of Forjok, covered with lush vegetation and baroque architecture with ornate and detailed architecture.

In a garden pavilion supported by white columns, a man sipping black tea, reading a local newspaper and eating a delicate breakfast.

The man is about forty years old, with a knife-like face and thick lips, although he sits very leisurely in the pavilion, he exudes a kingly heroic spirit, and there is a faint majesty in his eyebrows.

This man is very famous throughout the country, he is Colonel Bathton of the Duchy of Fordyork, a figure known to everyone, and recognized as a national meritorious hero.

"General, Mr. Solis is here." A meticulous black butler in a tuxedo walked up to the pavilion and said respectfully.

The man raised his eyes, his originally expressionless face was suddenly filled with a kind of anticipation, and his eyes opened, "Quick, invite him in!" ”

After the butler went down, not long after, a man wearing a black robe with his head covered walked in.

The man walked with a feeling of lightness, as if his legs had not touched the ground, and he held a black staff with a black skull at the top.

"Sir, you are here, please take a seat!" Colonel Baston immediately got up and immediately became extremely enthusiastic.

The man put the hat on his head back, revealing his face, his chestnut hair, facial features like a knife, blue pupils like sapphires, deep and quiet, the whole person looked like a noble nobleman in Europe.

This man is Lin Yu's nemesis, one of the eight overlords of the underworld, the president of the Dark Church, and the necromancer Antonio!

Solis is just a pseudonym.

Only a strong man of this level can make Colonel-level Baston respect him.

"Mr. Antonio, I did as you instructed before, two bombs exploded in the city, and now the full name must have caused panic." Colonel Baston said.

Antonio was expressionless, and said in a deep voice: "Very good, now that you have drawn everyone's attention to the bomb, on the day of the summit, they will definitely send more police to check the security inside and outside the venue, and they will definitely be on guard throughout the whole process, but they will not think that this is just our smoke bomb." ”

Colonel Baston's face was full of excitement, and he patted his horse and said: "Mr. Antonio, you are worthy of being the king of kings, not only is you strong, as one of the eight overlords, but you are also good at layout. ”

Antonio didn't have the slightest feeling for Baston's whiskers, he knew his strength and level, and he didn't need to be touted by others at all.

"But, Lord Antonio, what if we want to kill dignitaries from all over the world and we don't use bombs?" Baston asked a question that had puzzled him, and all the previous steps had been done step by step according to Antonio's instructions, and he didn't ask too much.

"Do you know what I'm best at being known as a necromancer?" Antonio asked rhetorically.

"That's your death stream, of course."

"That's just one aspect," Antonio chuckled, "We in the Dark Holy See have invested heavily in the study of all kinds of poisons in the world over the years, so when it comes to the use of poison, I say second, and no one dares to say first. ”

Baston's eyes lit up: "Lord Antonio, you mean to ......"

The corners of Antonio's mouth hooked up a confident arc, "To get rid of so many dignitaries at once, except for bombs, the best way is to use poison, they are in a room, as long as the poison gas detonates ......"

Antonio didn't go on, the other party already understood.

"But this time the International Conference Center is so heavily guarded, I'm afraid our people won't be able to blend in." Baston's face darkened.

Antonio still maintained that weird smile, glanced at Baston, and said lightly: "Whoever said that poison must be used." ”

With that, he took out a test-tube-like vessel from his pocket, filled with purple liquid, and motioned for Barston to reach out.

Baston held out his hand, and Antonio placed the tube in the palm of his hand.

"If you want you to do what I say next, I promise that all the dignitaries in that room will die." Antonio.

Before Baston could hear what to do, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

After Antonio told Baston about the use of this test tube, Baston let out a sharp laugh, "As long as all the leaders of these 72 countries die, then the whole world pattern will change, and the status of our Duchy of Fuyork will change dramatically, hahaha." ”

If the leaders of other countries hear such remarks as Baston here, they will think of him as a madman, this person is simply crazy, he actually wants to kill all the leaders of the world and subvert the pattern of the world!

This is simply even more terrifying than triggering a third world war!

Baston himself is a war maniac, he thinks about doing earth-shattering things every day, but he always has ideas in his head, but it is difficult to put them into action, after all, his strength is limited.

And before this summit, a man who suddenly visited in the middle of the night and offered to work with him to complete this shocking idea, and that person was Antonio.

With Antonio's help, he knew that his previous idea was not a dream in the air, but that it could be realized.

And with this summit again, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity appeared in front of him, the right time, place and people were all available, and he felt that this was God's calling, so he immediately agreed.

"Mr. Antonio, I've always had a question for you." Baston Road.

"Say." Antonio's eyes were dark, and he said in a low voice.

"Why are you helping me?"

Antonio had a grim smile on his face, "I've long been unhappy with this world, this world is too bright, I want to make it dark, let the whole world fall into that abyssal darkness, can't extricate itself, okay?" ”

Baston's heart trembled when he heard Antonio's motives, how dark this man must have been, no wonder he called the necromancer.

He looked at Antonio, he thought he was crazy enough, only to realize that this person was ten, a hundred times crazier than himself!

……

After the two terrorist incidents, people in the Principality of Forjock were terrified, and many people did not even dare to go out or go to work, for fear that they would become victims.

Many citizens also posted statements online that they felt that the summit should be suspended and held after the limelight has passed.

However, this is just a naïve idea of the citizens, all the world's political leaders have already been scheduled, and it is impossible to change it, and such an unprecedented summit cannot be canceled by the Principality of Fordyok for unilateral reasons.

(End of chapter)