The burning shells hit the middle of the three, and the splashed sand and fragments pulled them apart.

Kahn looked back at the Siren, black mist overwhelmed the sea and surrounded the ship, like boiling bubbles below, and he realized that he had to go back to protect the ship, and there was no point in fighting him on Thresh's territory.

Taking advantage of the smoke of gunpowder's vision, he reached out to grab Kasha's wrist and flew back to the Siren.

"Our boat was dragged! There were dead below. A oar was dragged away when it reached out. You couldn't row the boat!" As soon as Kahn put Kasha down the deck, he heard Raven report the situation to Sarah. There was no wind or wave in the waters around Shadow Island. If you couldn't row the oar, it would be like being trapped in a deep mud.

At the same time, a hook sickle emitting a deadly gleam emanating from the black fog, hooking the Siren's bow statue. I don't know what Threstone used to do, but a huge force came from the chains and pulled the bow to the coast.

Elegies began to ring in my ears, singing about the lost soul, and the sadness in the rhythm made everyone cry.

Except for the three symbiotics who can control themselves, none of the other people is normal.

Fayette cried at the burning tavern, and the sailors also remembered the separation of life and death, and took the nearest deadly weapons, such as scimitar fish hooks, and cut them into their hearts. It seemed that the tears would not stop if they did not dig out the sad heart.

The situation was critical, and Kahn immediately walked towards the big bell hanging under the mast.

"Didn't you say that the bell will increase strength to the undead first?" Sarah shouted.

Kahn did not answer, one after another, he rang the bell with his slap.

Then—bang! The bell rang again, and the sound was better than the cannons on the ship!

The elegy in my ears came to an abrupt end under the impact of the bell, and the mental control entrained in the song was also interrupted. Then there was a deafening roar, just like the entire cannon cabin was ignited. The bedrock of the island broke, and the pier at the tavern turned into wood chips and fell from the sky...

Under the sea, glowing ghost hands stretched down the side to the sky, and countless undead gathered into a huge circle, piled up and squeezed each other, like zombies siege, and soon they were about to climb onto the deck.

Lucian grabbed Senna's holy stone pistol, and Sarah left and right to clean up the undead pile on the side of the ship. Kasha could only use the heavy rain of Akasia to hit the sea, otherwise her attack would damage the hull. The crew took the oars and slapped them as much as possible, breaking the dead bone's arms, wet heads, and twisted necks.

But the big bell roared one after another under Kahn's knock. Every time it sounded, the undead joined the huge trawl composed of countless arms, causing the Siren's waterline to sink deeper and deeper.

"Stop knocking, the Siren can't hold it anymore." Sarah fired anxiously, but the undead did not decrease.

The giant clock shook violently because of Kahn's continuous slapping. He slapped hard a few more times, then held the clock with both arms.

The bell suddenly stopped, and the terrifying undead were like stone sculptures, all frozen and motionless. A large group sank straight into the seabed, looking spectacular.

"As long as the impact is strong enough, even the undead will be affected." Kahn walked to the bow of the ship, lifted the glowing hook and sickle, and the straight chain fell into the sea.

"Hurry up, go back and row, they will resume their movement in half a minute." Sarah gave an order to the crew, and soon the Siren moved and headed far away from Shadow Island.

"I finally left the place where the birds don't poop." Sarah put away her gun and frowned at the scarred side of the ship: "My boat has been caught and burned. I need to repair it when I go back and apply a layer of paint."

But Kahn realized that the matter was not over. He noticed that the ships tied to blood chains were destroyed by the undead with the pier, which meant that if you wanted to leave Shadow Island, you could only ride the Siren...

"Where is Vladimir? Who of you has seen him?"

"Not noticed." Sarah was the last to see Vladimir in the basement. At that time, he was entangled by the Soul Eater, and he didn't know where to hide behind him.

"He's here!" A voice rang out from the stern.

It was Jolera who was shouting, and somehow she dragged her injured leg to the back deck and pointed to the sea behind the ship.

Kasha arrived first, and she heard a voice.

Her eyes popped out of the deck, and then she saw... On the black sea, in the middle of the ripples that the Siren had pushed apart, a scarlet blood carpet was floating on the sea, quickly following the Siren.

And above the blood, there was a person standing, Vladimir.

At this moment, Vladimir fully revealed his original form. A silver crown was above his handsome pale face, and a layer of ghostly flames were wrapped around the spikes that soared into the sky.

Corresponding to his life experience, a hostage prince dedicated to a certain ancient country in the Dark Seed era was dedicated to the fallen gods.

He seemed to have grown taller, surrounded by a circle of blood, emitting aura full of hatred. After being discovered, he stared at the people on the ship with a gloomy eyes. Obviously, he wanted to sneak into the Siren quietly and follow them all the way back to Bilgewater.

Kasha noticed that he was armed with his teeth with glowing amulets and wailing swords all over his body. The inside of the velvet robe might be covered with antiquities, which were obviously taken out of the secret library.

Seeing this scene, Fyette almost fainted when he was furious. Kasha bent slightly and aimed the pod hole at the sea noble.

"Don't do it first, there's something to say." Vladimir raised a bloody smile on his lips: "Your appearance was unexpected, but if you could let me bring these things back to Noxus, my sponsors would be happy to see you."

Kasha gave the power to speak to Kahn, and she didn't understand the strength behind Vladimir.

“Funder?”

"I call it the sponsors... but they are all my partners. They are as old as me and as powerful as me." Vladimir said, continuing to slide towards the Siren, following a vortex of blood behind him.

When he raised his arms, the blood fogged in the air.

Kahn was not sure at first, but after Vladimir said this, he knew that the so-called funder was referring to the Black Rose.

This organization has been entrenched in the depths of the immortal fortress since the founding of Noxus. It is indeed a powerful and mysterious organization.

But compared with the void, the pattern is still too small and will not help them resisting the void.

"Let me think about it." Just as Kahn was considering his position, a crisp pounding suddenly came from beside him.
Chapter completed!