"All the secrets of Soul-eating Night are hidden in the mysterious Island of the Dead. The pirates have no interest in these secrets as long as they can't block our financial path."
Miss Fortune Sarah sat on the sofa and slowly changed her position: "But now, something seems to be wrong."
"So what should we do now?" Caitlin still looked capable: "If there is a solution, go for it, if not, evacuate!"
"We have to go to the temple built by the Baru people, or wait for Illaoi to arrive."
Sister Good Luck didn't care about Caitlin's incomprehensible style. She stood up and clicked on the map of Bilgewater: "The location of the temple is far away from here. It has to pass through at least four or five rope bridges on the sea."
The entire Bilgewater is connected by fragmented boulders and islands. Now that they cannot travel by water, they will encounter more dangers.
Most of the passages are long iron cable bridges suspended in mid-air, making it quite dangerous to walk on a windy day.
There are also some artificially built bridges, such as the famous Butcher's Bridge, which is located here and is an important traffic thoroughfare.
Because the Soul Haunting Night happened suddenly, Sarah didn't know that Illaoi had only arrived in a hurry, and that a large number of people were stationed at the port.
After all, most soul-eating nights in the past could be observed in advance, and the true person of the Baru people usually went to the temple of Naga Kapoulos to wait.
And because most people in Bilgewater do not believe in this doctrine, there are only a few temples in the city.
"So what do you think?" Caitlin knew she had no decision-making power.
"Why did the pirates succumb to the beliefs of the Baru people?" Sarah asked back: "We can hold the camp by ourselves!"
"also."
Caitlin nodded. Anyway, she and Wei didn't need to go up and die.
"I'll take my companions to heal first."
"Brooke, take this lady to find Nancy... Oh, don't worry, Nancy is my royal ship's doctor. Female doctor, don't be jealous, Sheriff Caitlin." Sister Good Luck smiled and looked at the two of them.
: "As for you, stay and tell me what evil spirits you encountered."
Wei glanced at Caitlin, the pretty policewoman nodded slightly, and answered in two words: "Alright."
She happened to have a lot of questions to ask the pirate queen.
When there were only two people left in the room, Sister Luck walked forward and took a close look at Caitlin's facial features, which looked very orange.
"Now, do you think that Gracie Shelley will come to save you?" She whispered in Caitlin's ear.
"I think you want him to come and save you!" Caitlin looked directly into her teasing gaze and fought back mercilessly.
Sister Good Luck smiled softly: "Of course I hope a man can come and save me~"
She raised her long legs and scraped Caitlin's calf with her high heels: "Okay, come with me and discuss the escape route, so as not to be sucked away by the black mist. In the legend of Bilgewater
, if you die in the black mist, your soul will be imprisoned and tortured forever."
What a naughty thing!
Caitlin cursed secretly in her mind, and said that others were messing with Lily, but she was obviously the most problematic!
…
Karthus returned to the Shadow Isles and found Foyeg sitting on the dilapidated throne.
The young and handsome king's eyes were slightly closed, and he seemed to be sleeping.
"Why didn't I hear the Requiem, Karsus?" But he asked immediately.
"Foego, my music has been stopped."
Karsus' eyes were a little confused. He himself had no awe for the Lord of the Black Mist. The only thing he believed in was real death, but at present, he still believed that the two had the same philosophy.
"The great being warned you of your decision to destroy Bilgewater, and advised you to turn your wrath towards the Southern Continent."
"warn?"
Foego opened his eyes, his gaze was like lightning, but at a glance he saw Karsus's eroded body, and the malice surging from the dark energy.
He was silent for a moment, and then a low voice echoed in the palace: "Please tell me the details, Karsus, and your suggestions."
"You are very sensible, Foego." Karsus nodded happily.
"I have no ill intentions towards this land." Foego was noncommittal. After listening to Karsus' story, he said, "And this suggestion is not unreasonable..."
He needs to replace Mordekaiser to attract the attention of the protoss.
If we can accurately attack the forces that the protoss wants to support, we can get twice the result with half the effort.
His fingers tapped on the stone handrails, while Karthus remained silent. At this time, he had lost interest in the expedition to the Shadow Island. Fiddlesticks' words shocked him greatly and made him unable to help.
Do not believe.
No matter what Foego chooses, he will pursue "real death".
It's a pity that he doesn't understand the prerequisite for controlling death - "Ouchen language"!
Otherwise, based on his qualifications, he would probably be even better than Mordekaiser.
"There is Mangjiao Hezhou on the east coast of the southern continent, which is very suitable as a landing point for the black mist."
In addition to Mount Targon in the southern continent, there is also an isolated country called Ixtal. This country was once a subordinate country of the Shurima Empire and was a very powerful country.
They even have the ability to rely on natural magic to survive the void invasion and the Darkin Rebellion, which have swept the entire continent. They have also witnessed the destruction of Blessed Light Island and the Rune War. It can be said that it is an ancient country with extraordinary combat power and advocates elemental magic.
, there are also a large number of elemental dragons living in the territory.
Heroes such as Qiyana, Neeko, and Malphite all belong to this city-state!
Ixtal is also located on the east coast of the Southern Continent, but in the southeast. Karsus does not want Foego to provoke this country first, and proposes to land in the Python Horn River State in the north to avoid a fierce conflict with this country.
conflict.
Along the water system of Mangjiao River State, they can go straight to the desert of the southern continent.
Foego stopped thinking, stood up, and decided to test the water in Bilgewater himself.
Black mist surged violently, and in the blink of an eye, Bilgewater ushered in its darkest moment.
The terrifying undead appeared one after another in the black mist and bowed their heads to the king. The scene was extremely terrifying for a while.
Under the pitch-black sky, Foyego stands tall, surrounded by circles of evil spirits, giving people a mountain-like pressure.
The people in Bilgewater also discovered something strange in the sky, and the changes in the black fog allowed mortals to see the scene.
"Hey, hey, isn't this a joke?"
Looking at this scene, Sister Luck was shocked and immediately guessed Foego's identity - it was not difficult to guess.
So is there such a monster hidden in the black mist?!
It seems that there is an explanation for the anomaly in Eroting Soul Night...
The mortals of Bilgewater didn't know they had just escaped Karthus' lullaby, but that didn't stop them from fearing Foego.
Fiddlesticks hid in the narrow gap in the space and swallowed the emotion of fear to his heart's content.
"Oh, oh, oh, in this case, I can't help but stop it." He turned to look at Illaoi, who was slowly "walking" towards the sky, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
This true man who was born in response to the times has an iron will and wisdom worthy of Naga Kapoulos's trust, but trying to shake Foego with her mortal body is still like hitting an egg against a stone.
"Now, Ms. Beard is really going to be angry!"
Fiddlesticks didn't want to be offended, so he left in a flash, preparing to go to the southern continent to prepare melon seeds and watermelons, and then watch a good show.
In fact, He came here from the extreme west of the Southern Continent, near Mount Targon.
Because the star spirit Pansen was successfully resurrected from the stars, and after a period of starry cultivation, he regained his former heroic spirit.
At this time, the factional relations on Mount Targon began to become tense because of him. Atreus, the new god of war, who was at the center of the turmoil, was directly blocked by the original Pantheon. Panson not only wanted to deprive him of his identity, but also wanted to
Want your weapons back.
As the spear and shield used by the war protoss, these two weapons possess massive star radiance and are an important part of his combat power.
Now the identity of the two people is very embarrassing. It can be described as two weapons like a little daughter-in-law. After Pan Sen died, he followed Atreus. Atreus worked hard day and night to make his little daughter-in-law beautiful. Pan Sen
Sen is miraculously resurrected!
Who can withstand this!
Now my daughter-in-law is very generous and can use both ends. After all, who can use it?
But the point is that no one wants to wear a green hat, and if Atreus hands over two weapons, he will really fall into the world.
Moreover, Pan Sen had directly seized Atreus's body by seizing his body. This "Unyielding Spear" had no good impression of Pan Sen at all, and it was impossible for him to choose to give in and let the tyrannical Pan Sen show off his power.
The Star Spirits did not expect that Pan Sen would use such violent means to come directly to the door. The two had a fierce fight on the top of Mount Targon before they separated and retreated under the obstruction of the gods. However, Pan Sen's actions undoubtedly brought all conflicts to an end.
Everything is put on the table.
There can only be one war protoss. If this problem is not solved, there will obviously be no peace on Mount Targon!
In the evening, Atreus sat silently on the edge of the cliff, and the sunlight shone on his armor, reflecting the radiance of divinity.
Most of his chest is exposed, his golden brown skin looks like cast metal, and his muscles are toned.
His face was hidden behind his helmet, and his blue-brown waistcoat swayed in the wind.
Mount Targon is always illuminated by the blazing sun, and such dusk is equivalent to an ordinary night.
Surviving the sword demon's blow that split the sky and picked up the stars, Atreus realized the most about tenacity. The resilience in his mortal nature made his will indestructible, and it was also the driving force behind his protoss weapons. Therefore, he
It is simply impossible to yield under Panson's pressure.
He has risen from the ashes!
Under the helmet, his eyes looked towards the eternal blazing sun, letting the light burn his sight. Hot tears shed from his eyes, but the only thing he didn't have was confusion!
A flash of starlight flashed, and a gem made of starlight floated in front of him.
"What's the matter, Tariq?" Atreus asked calmly.
"Come and meet me, Atreus, and tell us what you think."
Taric is one of the few protoss successors who still maintains his sanity, because the source of power he inherited is the protector protoss. The nature of this protoss is very gentle, and it is basically impossible for him to take the initiative to harm the host. Therefore, he is in the star.
They have considerable say in the spiritual community.
The successors of the guardian protoss in the past are basically the leaders who control their own will. However, Taric's character is more benevolent and he will not interfere too much in the relationship between the protoss.
Atreus was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Can you solve this problem, Mr. Tariq..."
To call the guardian protoss by the human title is undoubtedly Atreus's expression of his inner tendency.
"No matter what, I will protect you." Tariq said firmly.
"No, no need, Mr. Tariq."
Atreus stood up calmly: "I am a mortal! I am the God of War who embraces mortal nature and does not need anyone's protection!"
"..."
Tariq was silent, attracted by the beautiful soul of Atreus.
"May the stars bless you, Atreus."
"Thank you, Mr. Tariq."
Atreus turned his back to the sun, and a smile appeared on his face under the shadow: "I am the brother of the heroic souls who are sleeping under the wheat fields. I am the son of thousands of defeated wars. I know who I am, and I want to let God see me.