Chapter498 Foyego, watch carefully, this is how Isulde uses it
"Look, a yordle appears here? Please allow me to know, little guy, who are you?"
In the corridor of the Ghost Prison, Warden Thresh looked down at the black-faced dwarf he had never seen before in confusion. He owed a lot of life. He didn't seem to owe anyone else money?
"Ah, Skeleton, you are so annoying. Does it matter who I am?"
Wigus walked in with small steps, minding her own business. The mutated black figure widened its eyes and bared its teeth at the dull Thresh behind her, as if to show that she was not easy to mess with.
Thresh patted his head, recognized the strength of the uninvited guest in front of him from the magic fluctuations hidden in the black shadow, and gave up the idea of taking action.
Besides, judging from the aura of Black Mist, it seems that Yodel and Dwarf are on the same team, recognized by Black Mist, and are native and legal residents of Shadow Island.
Maybe this is the next protagonist?
"There are many weird people on this island, but you are weirder than them."
"Um, do you think you, a talking skeleton, have the right to say this?"
The way Vigus didn't look back made Thresh give up the idea of leaving. He turned around and followed the yordle. He wanted to know what the little dwarf who was a guest was doing in his home.
"where are you going?"
"Find a place to sleep."
Vigus raised her right hand and patted her mouth and dozed off. Thresh raised her right hand and prepared to doze off. Halfway through the action, she remembered that she was a sleepless skeleton and was joining in the fun.
"Why did you come here to sleep? Didn't the guard at the door stop you? Or did you kill him?"
"What guard? Are you so annoyed? One hundred thousand why? It's obviously just a skeleton, why are there so many questions?"
Seeing that the yordles were a little impatient, Thresh shut his mouth and followed directly behind.
The sound of heavy footsteps came again, and the ghost scribe who was just about to fish was so frightened that his soul almost died. Just like an employee who was seen by his boss, the scribe quickly picked up the bone pen and made a gesture of thinking about ghost life.
My eyes secretly glanced at the person coming, and the situation in front of me was a bit unexpected.
This time it was not only the warden who came back, but also a short yordle. The scribe was a little unable to react and watched helplessly as the yordle was lifted up by a strange black shadow and lay on the magic book, twisting comfortably.
He twisted his buttocks and closed his eyes comfortably.
"It's okay, let her sleep and don't disturb her."
In response to the innocent look cast by the ghost scribe, Thresh made it clear.
"Wait until she wakes up and record any behavior she did in prison. If she wants to leave, notify me."
After confirming that Sombra would not let him get close to the strange yordle, Thresh thought for a while and decided to leave.
In addition to completing his formal work, he has other things to do.
Study the ruined fountain in the ancient tomb and the body of King Kamavian with the ancient magic sword, enter the secret vault of Hylia that suppresses the seal and find the immortal skull inside, trade and communicate with Mordekaiser, the great monarch of the underworld,
Or he could just go back to his old profession and maintain evil weapons in the dungeon's secret warehouse. This was a good way for him to spend his time. No matter what kind of 'entertainment' it was, it could strengthen the black mist and spread it to other areas.
The effect is that this is a secret game that belongs to him, and he is currently the only player with 'wisdom'.
Let more creatures and living people return to the black mist, create a soul prison that belongs to him alone, and can be tortured and played at anytime and anywhere. This is the ultimate meaning of Thresh realizing his own value. In fact, many times the black mist appears in places.
Controlled by Mordekaiser's underworld magic, Thresh can only simply intervene, not make decisions.
For Mordekaiser, the king of the underworld, the most suitable win-win policy Thresh can think of is to surrender to the tyrannical king when he achieves his own pursuits. There is no conflict between the two, especially after Mordekaiser has promised him to conquer the world.
, appointed him as the Soul Lock Warden, and built a soul prison for him that was more magnificent than Hylia Prison.
At that time, whether they are living or dead, they will become the soul oil in his soul-locking lamp and become part of his power.
Therefore, he doesn't mind working for Mordekaiser.
But before establishing the eternal soul prison, he still had one thing to do.
Arriving at the prison door, Thresh stared at the prone Destroyer with a smile, and with Destroyer's fearful expression, he threw out the hook lock.
A pale green soul turned into a light spot and was pulled back by the hook and put into the lantern. The soulless body fell to the ground, and another green light spot slowly flew in, re-supporting the Destroyer's body.
"Do not disappoint me."
Kneeling on the ground in silence, the new Breaker lowered his head and swore allegiance silently until the warden slowly left the Nether Prison.
Thresh's first stop was at the Fountain of Life - or the location of the Fountain of the Netherworld.
The terrain is getting lower and lower, and Thresh is strolling leisurely and contentedly on his own territory.
This is an ancient tomb that is older than the birth of the Hylian civilization. The tree spirits of life once relied on the spring of life in the pool to create everything beautiful in Blessed Light Island and shared the vitality with human visitors. Until a man came from afar.
Uninvited guests used iron cavalry and blades to break open the gate of heaven, bringing death and ruin.
Of course, it also brought the most perfect opportunity.
Thresh smiled slightly, death and pain were more beautiful than life, he was sure.
The Living Dryad seems to have also been affected by the curse. Thresh knows that the Dryad is hiding in the Twisted Jungle, because it is the only place with only plant life, and any ghosts and evil spirits will be attacked by the Bark Howler.
The Spider Cave, the Twisted Jungle, and the Great Tomb Area are the most dangerous places on the Shadow Island after Hylia's Vault and the Ancient Tomb. Even ghosts will be attacked.
Arriving at the dark green Netherworld Fountain, Thresh stared at the handsome dead body with an ancient magic sword stuck in the center of the chest. Thresh grinned, and then looked at the pool with blazing eyes of fire.
naked woman,
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He lowered his head and looked at his lower half, and the skeleton retracted his phalanges with some regret.
Although the woman died, her body did not corrupt, but retained the grace and beauty of her life. In fact, this soft and cold body satisfied most of Thresh's fantasies about women, and also allowed him to satisfy a part of his vulgarity that should have disappeared long ago.
desire.
As for the woman’s husband who is not far away from her,
Who cares what a dead man thinks?
"Foyego, he's just a clown being played by a woman, hehehehe~~~ I really want to know what your expression would be like if you knew that your favorite princess is being played by me~"
This feeling of blasphemy seemed to replace the desire that a man should have, causing Thresh to place his bone hand on the princess's body again, lingering on her.
Recalling the anxious look of the King of Kamavian when he was leading the army of the Kingdom of Kamavian, Thresh couldn't help but laugh. Until in the end, the infatuated man only got the fatal sword of his beloved. In Thresh's view, Come on, there is nothing more ridiculous in the world than this.
Finally retracting the bone hand that could not grow, Thresh shook the lantern. Dozens of green light spots flew out of the lantern, sank into the Netherworld Fountain, and disappeared.
The billowing black mist on the Fountain of the Netherworld seemed to have not changed, but Thresh was not discouraged, and just laughed sinisterly.
"If Lord Mordekaiser is right, Foego, sooner or later you will absorb enough underworld energy to be resurrected. According to your persistence and fascination with Yin Sulder, you will definitely try to resurrect Yin Sulder again. Queen De...
I have witnessed the betrayal and hatred of countless couples. Foyego, you are so stupid that you will never understand that the woman you love does not love you at all. The suffocating love you forcibly imposed has already aroused the anger of Queen Yinsulde. Disgust and disgust, how gentle she smiles, how much she hates you in her heart. This is why she was resurrected by you after death, but gave you a sword. If you don't understand this, you will never truly get you. The princess, if she can kill you once, she can kill you a second time."
Staring greedily at the emerald green ruined Sword of the King, Thresh stretched out his right hand and lightly touched the cross-shaped sword grid with his finger bones. The burning sensation in his soul made Thresh retract his right hand, and several people died instantly in the lantern. a soul.
The master is dead, but the Lord Protector's Blade has never betrayed its master. This evil blade without self-awareness is more loyal than most mortals. In Thresh's view, this powerful and broken sword is more suitable to be Foye. Foego's wife, unfortunately Foego doesn't understand this.
This time Thresh's tone was a little more jealous.
"Some people are born with a kingdom, with soldiers and generals who are loyal to them, with powerful magic swords, and they can even pick up a woman on the street to be the groom in the name of love that night and marry her as the princess the next day. , a woman has no room to refuse, because he is the king, and the price of refusal is a consequence that the whole family cannot bear..."
Thresh stroked his lantern and lowered his skull.
"Some people are born to work conscientiously, guarding the tomb and prison for decades. Because of some insignificant rumors, the achievements of decades of hard work are wiped out, and the results of their exhaustive efforts are nothing. It's a lonely underground guard job. You don't see the sun all day long. You can only be with the cold air and objects. You can't even see a living person. You sacrifice everything for others, but in exchange you get everyone's disgust..."
"You don't understand, Foego, how can a king who has everything understand the pain of a beggar who has nothing."
"As the chosen one, you control such a powerful kingdom and power, but you ruined everything because of a woman... You are actually more pathetic than me. It is better to become Lord Mordekaiser's pawn and contribute to the Nether Legion's conquest of the world.
Make some contributions, which can also make your sad and meaningless life more valuable."
The work on the Netherworld Fountain was completed. Thresh took one last look at the two corpses on the Netherworld Fountain, turned around, and left the Ancient Tomb, heading for the second special location.
Under the [Hylia Star Orbit Temple], there is an immortal skull sealed. After Blessed Light Island became Shadow Island, this sealed place naturally became a place for Thresh to move freely.
After passing through the many failed seals and the maze-like dark corridor, Thresh came to the seal altar. He knelt down respectfully and buried his head on the ground. The skull had long hidden the lantern and chain that never left his hand.
Gou Si, just because the master he met didn't like the way he looked for shit while holding a lantern.
In the words of the tyrant of the underworld, when they first made contact, if it were not for the two realms of yin and yang, the skeleton with the lantern would have been smashed to pieces by the tyrant.
"Lord Mordekaiser, I have completed today's work, do you have any other instructions?"
At the same time, in the Nether Palace of the underworld city [Metna Rachen], Mordekaiser, who was sitting high on the throne, heard the call from the material realm. The tyrant who was proficient in black magic closed his eyes, and soon he
He understood that it was the Shadow Island servant he liked who was actively contacting him.
Mordekaiser grinned. He also happened to have a task to entrust to his not-so-loyal, but very useful servant.
"My warden, I do have something for you to do."
"Sir, please speak."
Thresh listened to the majestic sound of the huge skull, black and green, covered with all kinds of black magic and underworld runes.
"Foego and his queen Yinsulde are very useful tools and can play a huge role in conquering the world."
"Lord Mordekaiser, what do I need to do?"
"After a while, I will send two servants to Shadow Island as your assistants. You have three things to complete.
The first thing is to use Foego's crown to make a [Soul Controlling Crown], and put the Soul Controlling Crown back on Foego's body.
The second thing is that you will study soul magic with my black wizard servant. I need you to decompose Yin Sulder's body and soul, and spread each decomposed soul to the entire material realm through the dark mist.
The third thing is to find a man named 'Lester'. He is on the continent of Valoran and is the lord of the Emerald Territory of Noxus. Find him and bring him to the Shadow Island at all costs.
My servants will know who he is, you just need to cooperate."
Thresh raised his head, looked at the terrifying skull of the tyrant, and asked tentatively.
"Lord Mordekaiser, I don't quite understand your will. What is the purpose of disintegrating Yinthulde's soul? How does this benefit your great plan?"
The altar was eerily silent for a moment, and an indifferent voice came from the skull that made Thresh tremble.
"Scumbag, do you want me to explain to you?"
The power of Ou Chenyu's law caused the skull's soul fire to surge violently, as if it was being pulled by the underworld, and it would leave the body and go to an unknown territory the next moment.
The skeleton began to tremble, the teeth made a clicking sound, and Thresh knocked his head to the ground.
"I dare not, please forgive me, Lord Mordekaiser."
"After you have done your job, bargain with me again, Thresh, don't let me down."
The terrifying sound faded away, and the tyrant's immortal skull no longer shone with a weird green light, gradually returning to calm.
Thresh stood up, bowed in fear and exited the altar, picking up the soul-enchanting chain and soul-locking lamp placed at the door.
"Two envoys from the underworld are coming to the Shadow Island... It seems that Lord Mordekaiser still doesn't trust me... Haha, this is what a king should be like, instead of seeking life and death for a woman."
The skeleton arm casually grabbed a handful of soul light spots from the soul-locking lamp. The screams and wails echoed in the empty hall outside the altar. The finger bones were closed, the light spots were annihilated, and the soul power of the skeleton frame was restored. part.
Thresh finally felt better.
"Anyway, before the messenger arrives, I'd better make some arrangements in advance."
After walking out of the Star Orbit Temple, Thresh looked around, and used a hook to pull out two unlucky ghosts from the mist. He turned the ghosts into soul points and put them back into the lantern.
The [Soul Collector] who was wandering around the temple saw his prey being robbed. Before he could get angry, the Soul Collector felt Thresh's breath. The extremely dangerous evil demon slowly turned around and lowered his head in the direction of Thresh. The soul skull was imprisoned in the iron cage of thorns. In the tattered cloak under the skull were dozens of miniaturized human skulls. These human skulls collectively formed the body of the soul collector, floating on the ground in the form of a skull tail.
All human skulls and souls killed by the Soul Collector will be imprisoned in the body forever and become part of the Soul Collector's power.
Now that he sees the ancestor playing with souls, the soul collector will take the initiative to offer the souls he has collected in the recent period.
"No matter what time, be prepared for the worst, hehehe~~~"
After collecting more than half of the soul from the Soul Collector's open body, the sound of Thresh's chains gradually faded away.
Dragging his weak body, the soul collector disappeared into the mist and continued to look for his prey.
