Although Yang Ling never mentioned 'his' name, Lester knew that the dark tyrant in Yang Ling's mouth was very prosperous in the underworld, and the guy who made the Mother of Masks miserable was the guy who lived four hundred years ago.
The great warlord Sarn U'zul, named Mordekaiser in Ochen, who was raging on the Dalmor Plains in the continent of Valoran, established the iron-armored Wraith of the Immortal Fortress.
Judging from what Sheep Spirit said, the betrayal between the Roxy Barbarians and the Black Rose was probably part of Mordekaiser's own plan. If it was an unexpected betrayal, Mordekaiser, who was caught off guard, would not be so calm and domineering when he returned to the underworld.
, so that the ruler of the underworld [Mother of Masks] was helpless, and even changed the previous way of dealing with souls, and began to deliberately cultivate powerful people.
Poor LeBlanc thought that it was her own plot that cut off the connection between the [Magic Plate] and the [Well of Souls], and that it was her plot that sent Mordekaiser back to the underworld, but she didn't know that Mordekaiser had already
In order to resist the ability of the Mother of Masks, she chose to return to the underworld early to make arrangements, lest the Mother of Masks really accumulate means to deal with herself in the underworld, or even refuse herself [entry].
While LeBlanc was still thinking about how to secretly cut off the Well of Souls and assassinate Mordekaiser without being discovered, Mordekaiser was already thinking about how to build the underworld version of [Immortal Fortress] using the souls he had plundered and enslaved in the material realm.
, how to fight against the Mother of Masks, launch a war in the underworld and fight for the soul with the original God of Death [Mother of Masks],
From beginning to end, the two people are not on the same level, so naturally there is no game.
Mordekaiser has seen LeBlanc's little thoughts from beginning to end, and maybe there is value in using them. He doesn't even bother to expose them and plays with LeBlanc.
At this moment, in front of an overlord and tyrant like Mordekaiser, LeBlanc's conspiracy seems particularly ridiculous. I'm afraid LeBlanc is still complacent, thinking that it was her intelligence that tricked Mordekaiser and sealed the iron armor.
Wraith,
Thinking more deeply, before Mordekaiser returns, he may have already made a plan to return to the material realm and capture souls. Mordekaiser could even give LeBlanc some misleading information, making the smart LeBlanc mistakenly think that
It is a way to strengthen the seal. However, not only will it not strengthen the seal, but it will provide strength to Mordekaiser, allowing Mordekaiser in the underworld to gain more power...
If Mordekaiser cannot continue to fight against the Mother of Masks in the underworld, that will probably be the moment when the dark tyrant sweeps the world again. If you guessed it correctly, under the Immortal Fortress, the deep well of souls guarded by LeBlanc connects the material realm and the underworld.
The passage, the soul plate sealed under the deep well, is the key to opening the passage between the two worlds.
Mordekaiser built the Immortal Fortress in order to protect and hide the well of souls that can connect the two worlds... From the moment the city was built, when mortals were still suffering from being enslaved by tyrants, and all nations surrendered to the power of the black iron barrier
, Mordekaiser is ready to launch a war of conquest and rule the underworld and the human world.
Unknowingly, Lester broke into a cold sweat. He had guessed that the Iron Armor Wraith would be very powerful, but he did not know that Mordekaiser was already so powerful that even the original god [Mother of Masks] found it difficult and needed to mark the powerful one.
Soul, to the point of personally cultivating warriors.
Moreover, the most powerful thing about Mordekaiser is not his personal strength. His ability to control the situation and long-term strategic layout is his most terrifying ability. This is different from LeBlanc's conspiracy. Mordekaiser lays out conspiracy.
Regardless of whether you like it or not, whether you can see it or not, you have to bite the bullet and take it.
The winner gets everything, the loser gets nothing.
When playing with Mordekaiser, no conspiracy is useless. You must have strong enough hard power and a long-term strategic vision.
If the invasion of the void has not yet been revealed, then the threat of Mordekaiser has become the Sword of Damocles suspended above his head. Of course, according to the original development of the world, it will be at least more than nine hundred years later.
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But if you really think so, when Mordekaiser's underworld army sweeps from the Immortal Fortress in advance, the Emerald Territory located to the west of the Immortal Fortress will definitely bear the brunt of becoming a war sacrifice.
Perhaps from now on, the growth of myself and the Emerald Territory must be more urgent...
After thinking a lot, the reality only lasted a few seconds. Seeing the sheep spirit looking at him strangely, Lester responded casually.
"I know who the person you are talking about is, but he seems to be able to sense his name. I know this, so you don't need to say more."
Yang Ling nodded, knowing that Lester understood what he said, so he continued.
"In fact, in addition to the dark tyrants of the underworld, the forces that compete with the Mother of Masks for souls are also in the material realm. The black mist on the Shadow Island will also form a soul realm similar to the underworld. The Shadow Island will imprison the souls lost in the black mist.
However, that place has been out of control for more than a hundred years. Except for the souls who died on Shadow Island at the beginning, few new souls were captured by the black mist. The Mother of Masks only sent an underworld messenger to look after Shadow Island and
Traveling to the Anaconda Islands, try your best to kill the souls that will be captured by the black mist in advance...
This is actually the condition for my deal with you. The Mother of Masks has given the messengers from the underworld the ability to mark souls. Although the Mother of Masks will wash away the memory of reincarnated souls, it will not wash away the soul marks I made.
, as long as those marked souls come to the material realm again and are reincarnated as humans, I can perceive the specific location.
If you are willing to give up Duolong's soul, I can mark a person's soul for you, and as long as that person's soul will not be annihilated, you can find his reincarnation."
"Can a reincarnation without memory be considered the same person?"
Lester smiled bitterly, but the sheep spirit remained silent.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the eyes of the mask spirit, as long as the soul is immortal, it is the same person, but for humans, memory seems to be a more important thing.
After all, people are creatures who live in memories. If they say they want to forget the past, they are just deceiving themselves.
"Little Lamb, is there a limit to your ability to mark souls?"
Yang Ling nodded and said softly.
"Yes, my mark can mark up to five souls at the same time. This is the upper limit of my ability. In fact, this ability is entirely a gift from the Mother of Masks. I need to take care of the souls of these five people and ensure that these five people
There will be no accidents to the souls. Even if they die, these souls must return to the embrace of the Mother of Masks after death, instead of being captured by the Shadow Island or enslaved by a tyrant, or being completely destroyed when they meet someone like you.
Erase...
In a sense, you are much scarier than the tyrant and the black mist. At least in the black mist and the underworld, these souls can start a new journey. With you, there is only the end and nothingness."
Regarding the peace of the sheep spirit, Lester was noncommittal. He just thought to himself that if Doron's soul could be exchanged with the sheep spirit for a mark, it would be a good deal. Moreover, if Doron's soul was forcibly killed,
It is very likely that he will offend the Mother of Masks and Qian Jue. Even if he gets Duolong's soul, apart from learning swordsmanship and relieving his energy through torture, it will not be of much use.
"Besides that, little sheep, what else can you give me?"
"Awww~aowww~"
Lang Mo interrupted the conversation between the two, and the sheep spirit sat up from Lester's arms unnaturally, straightened the somewhat messy wool, and covered his somewhat exposed body.
"It seems someone is coming... We don't have much time, Lester, have you made a decision?"
"Help me mark Xiyue's soul. Before that..."
The man's hand crossed the side of the sheep spirit's face, and gently hooked the chin of the messenger from the underworld. He raised his head, and Lester got close to the mysterious mask, breathed out on the sheep spirit's lips, and kissed it gently,
The sheep spirit just trembled and did not struggle.
"It tastes good... Duolong is yours, but remember, you still owe me an unforgettable 'hug'. Remember to take the initiative to come to me."
The short bow was fully drawn, and the silent spiritual arrow flew out, shattering the ice that froze the True Demon Swordsman. The jumping sheep spirit disappeared into the mist along with the resentful wolf spirit.
The cold wind blew by, and the swordsman's body turned into ice crystals that filled the sky and completely dissipated. The swordsman's sword was not damaged.
A beautiful arc was drawn, and under the erosion of the demonic energy, a few more dark swords appeared on both sides of the blade. The crimson long sword rotated half a circle, and the tip of the sword was inserted straight into the ground, making a heavy sword sound.
.
Staring at the magic sword in front of him that almost killed him, Lester could feel a strong resentment and lingering demonic energy escaping from the long sword. It seemed that the true magic swordsman had completely changed.
With this originally extraordinary lord-killing blade,
Moreover, this weapon with some autonomous consciousness is full of hostility towards itself.
With his right hand close to the handle of the knife, the crimson magic blade burst out with a strong wave of demonic energy, and the sound of the sword became more intense. It seemed that he wanted to prevent Lester from touching it, but the man just paused and forcefully broke through the resistance.
He held the handle of the knife.
The blade began to vibrate in anger.
"Listen, I don't know what touching story you and your former master went through, and I don't want to know. You just need to understand that your master was my defeated general, and I killed him with dignity.
In the battle between life and death, I won.
I don’t care if you are the lord-killing blade, and I don’t care if you bring bad luck. You can hate me, but you have no right to reject me. You are just a knife. Whether you accept it or not, I am your new master.
.”
As soon as the words fell, the feeling of repulsion from the long sword dissipated instantly.
Lester successfully pulled out the long sword and stroked the crimson sword-style blade with his left hand. Lester found that considering his height, he could use the long weapon in his hand as a fighting knife. According to Duolon's battle
Judging from the method, as long as it has a suitable scabbard, this tachi can also perform Iai sword skills, but without Doron's soul, if you want to practice related sword skills, you have to find another way.
"Dangerous and deadly ominous magic blade, from now on, you will be called [Moon Rose], and I will be called [Lester]. Remember, I am your only master."
The original scabbard had been destroyed along with Doron's body in the battle. Lester could only hold the moon rose with one hand until the blacksmith's shop specially customized a scabbard suitable for the moon rose.
A violent spiritual energy struck from behind. Lester turned around and saw a white-haired old man holding Lingjue's shoulder with one hand. The old man put down Lingjue and stood still, with a complicated expression on his face.
Judging from the double dragon disks behind his shoulders, the old man is probably the contemporary soul of Ionia, Karma.
Xiu glanced at the ice garden that had been turned upside down and everything was dead. The old man first used spiritual magic to sweep it. Except for the blooming spirit tree that still had some vitality, Xiu found that he could no longer sense the breath of a second living person, not even the blooming spirit tree.
The spiritual tree is also in a half-dead state.
Lester would not feel bad for the Spirit Blooming Tree that could not be transplanted back to the Emerald Territory. As a cultivator of Karma, it would naturally be very distressing. There is only such a huge Presidian tree, and its current state has been repeatedly bombarded by the flames of the soul.
The same thing happened more than a dozen times, and he was dying.
Without even having time to speak, Xiu quickly came to the Spirit Blooming Tree and began to use spiritual power to restore the frozen Spirit Blooming Tree to life. However, the condition of the Spirit Blooming Tree was much worse than imagined.
On the other side, Ling Jue, who was carrying the soul blade, opened his mouth wide and did not close it for a long time. Not long after he left the battlefield, he was startled by the scene in front of him. The young master of the Aikaxiu family was already in his thirties, and he had seen it several times.
Some things happened, but he had never seen the man who transformed the Magic Garden and the Spirit-Blooming Tree into nothingness after a great battle.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He recognized that the long sword in the man's hand was originally the weapon of a real demon swordsman. One swordsman's beloved sword passed into the hands of another. The result of the battle
Naturally it goes without saying.
My feeling is correct, this man from Noxus is indeed terrifying...
"What an unimaginable battle... Liszt, just be fine."
After observing the almost dead spiritual realm with his spiritual eyes, he decided not to overly hold Liszt responsible for destroying the balance between the two realms. After all, defeating the real demon alone is difficult enough, not to mention that Liszt wanted to avenge Xiyue.
It would be too unreasonable for a Noxian to be harshly criticized for reaching such a level.
It's better to destroy the magic garden and the spirit-blooming tree than to unleash the real demons to slaughter the Placidians.
"The enemy in this battle was too powerful, and I risked my life to barely win."
From Lingjue's perspective, the man in front of him was a little tired at the moment, and his eyes were filled with sadness that he couldn't get rid of.
Yes, there were three other people who came to the Magic Garden with the man, but in the end only the man was left.
He had already sacrificed too much for this disaster that belonged to Presidium.
"If possible, I'd like to talk to Karma when it calms down."
Taking a deep breath, Lingshou pressed Lester's left button and said in a deep voice.
"Of course, I will introduce it to you, but now, what you need is a peaceful rest to recover from fatigue. I will accompany you through the rest of the journey to Presidio."
After taking a deep look at the reliable man, Lester lowered his head and spoke softly.
"Thank you, can you help me find a better blacksmith shop?"
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"La~ lala~ lala~ la~ lala~ lala~"
An ethereal humming sound echoed in the front, and the owner of the voice seemed to be in a good mood.
Doron has never felt so relaxed.
It was like leaving a quagmire, or leaving the bustling city. Not only did the irritating whispers in my ears disappear, but my body was also so light, so light that I could easily float through the unknown dark space.
The world in his eyes was silent and dim, with pale ghost grass growing everywhere. In more than twenty years, he had never felt so relaxed.
He knew that he was dead, but he didn't hate the feeling of death. As the only disciple of the Killing Sword Sect, he not only killed his master, but also violated his master's teachings and became a coward who killed himself with a sword.
There were so many things on his back that he could no longer breathe. On the contrary, after losing everything and even his life, he gained the peace he longed for most.
The dead don't need to think too much, just follow the messenger from the underworld.
But it’s not necessarily true that he really thinks so. If there is another life, he is willing to use his life to atone for his sins to the master. After all, it is impossible in this life...
"Oh, human being, you have no idea what price we paid to save you!"
Different from the relaxed sheep spirit, the somewhat resentful wolf spirit floated in front of Duolong, grinning and threatening.
"I really want to tear your soul to pieces with my teeth!"
Looking at the sheep spirit bouncing in front of him, and then at the ghost-like wolf spirit in front of him, Duolong sighed and didn't want to say anything more.
It's just that the wolf spirit is still a little reluctant.
