When the gale hit, Jeno raised his hand to resist, but when he opened his eyes, he found that Sivir and Ruiwen couldn't resist the dark red wind pressure and were swept into the soul well.

"Sivir! Rivien! ”

Jeno flew out and reached out to save them, but Svein's huge wings in front of him flapped and his figure blurred for a while, and the next moment he appeared in front of Jeno, and the demon's hand pressed against his chest, pushing him into the well.

His goal has always been Jeno.

"No!" LeBlanc looked at this sudden happen, her eyes widened in shock, and the black tears seemed to come to life.

"Svein, are you crazy?" She yelled at Svein, but as she did, she saw the darkness that swirled in Svein's eyes, and Maude Caesar's shadow overlapped him.

"All men are to submit to the King of life and death." Svein whispered to the giant well.

Then she was silent, for she knew it was useless to say anything now.

The sound of a bubble bursting came into his ears, and the miasma formed by the blue-green intersection of the soul well began to boil violently, the seals of the two realms were melting, and the final King's Landing was coming!

LeBlanc was terrified, but she had to make a choice now.

She knew Mordekaiser's weakness, and Jeno was worth her bet on, and if she helped Jeno, it seemed that there was still a possibility of defeating Mordekaiser, although the chance was less than one......

"Now, LeBlanc, to be enslaved for eternity? Or do you want to fight to the death in search of freedom? ”

"It's time to make a choice, LeBlanc!"

She smiled bitterly, and finally remembered that she had already died once, so why was she afraid of dying again.

Even more terrible than death is endless slavery!

So, LeBlanc, standing on the edge of the great well of souls, stepped forward, opened his arms, and threw himself into the arms of death.

Like a moth to a fire.

……

In the world after death, dark clouds are rolling, evil waters are choppy, the body is demolished, and the soul is withered and disappears.

But Maudecaesar refused to retreat!

For millennia, he built his fortress in the middle of the endless wasteland. The kingdom he forged with his own hands was spread out before his eyes, and every stone under his feet came from his hands. The battlements and ramparts are also shaped by cruel magic and iron will.

Mitner Lachen, his underworld, has finally been built.

Once a land of nothing, Maudecaesar created his own world—a kingdom where all souls would forever entrench and never dissipate.

……

Falling into a deep well, Jeno didn't feel like he was indulging.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself half buried in the rough gravel.

The cruising gravel forms an endless wasteland, shrouded in black mist. There was a jumbled voice in the distance, but it was too faint to make out the words.

"Familiar black fog, unfamiliar Ouchen language." Jeno knew it.

He stood up from the gravel and looked at the shadowy green ghosts in the black fog in the distance, and the huge, dark fortress.

He subconsciously pinched his arm, and the flesh and blood remained. Then he realized that he was now in the underworld, and he had to find a way to save himself, and Maudecaesar would definitely kill him at all costs, and use his flesh and blood to open the door to the underworld and return to the world.

By the way, Ruiwen and Sivir also fell, and he not only had to save himself, but also save people.

"Tam? Tam! Jeno tried to summon the River Lord Tam Kench, but received no response.

There is no need to try the Bandel portal, there will be no portal to connect to the afterworld.

Jeno was ready for a fierce battle, so he commanded Hex:

"Hex, you know how precarious our situation is. Immediately demystifying the Ochenian language will be of great help to us in understanding this field. ”

“yes，sir！ You find signs of life at one o'clock and twelve o'clock, and they're dying fast. ”

"Well, thank you."

Jeno immediately ran and found the unconscious Sivir and Raven according to Hex's instructions, and the world after death is a forbidden place for the living, and the ubiquitous and pervasive black mist is draining their souls.

Jeno immediately took out the Fountain of Life and dispelled the black fog, which was not much different from the black fog on the Shadow Island, except that it was empty, without the will of the dead, but it was the same as the malice towards the living.

The spring water is put into two crystal vials, some of which are taken orally, and the rest of which is stuffed into the chest for self-defense.

While waiting for the two to wake up, a figure emerged from the black mist and walked into Jeno's field of vision.

Jeno looked at the visitor vigilantly and couldn't help asking, "Why are you here too?" Svein didn't even let you go? ”

"Believe it or not, I volunteered to come down to help you, and I have some idea of Maudecaesar's weakness." LeBlanc approached on crutches, keeping a distance, knowing that what she was doing made it hard for others to believe in her, but this time she was doing it for herself out of a genuine desire to help Jeno.

Jeno gave her a cold look, he really didn't trust LeBlanc, but in this situation, even one more person would be fine.

Seeing that Jeno didn't say a word, LeBlanc sighed and prepared to leave him alone.

But at this moment, a crystal vial was thrown over, and LeBlanc subconsciously caught the bottle, followed by Jeno's temptation.

"Do you want a bottle of Fountain of Life?"

Hearing the words "Fountain of Life", LeBlalan's pale face became even paler, and she was so frightened that she threw away the vial, and instead asked Jeno angrily: "You know that I am a dead man, but you still throw this undead poison to me!" ”

LeBlanc had to be angry because Jeno's actions already amounted to murder.

She wanted to help him, but he wanted to kill her!

But Jeno's next words made her angry.

"I just want to see if you're still fooling me with your fake body."

"Now you can be sure, right?" LeBlanc gasped coldly, scared in his heart.

"No, you didn't even stick to the Fountain of Life just now."

Jeno walked over to pick up the bottle, while LeBlanc stepped back and kept his distance.

"And how am I going to earn your trust?"

"Just shake hands." Jeno said casually, but he meant it.

"......" LeBlanc's curse accumulated in his chest, and he could only grit his teeth and stretch out a pale and slender arm.

She knew what Jeno wanted to do, so she had to go along with it, anyway, she was already used to being oppressed by Mordecaesar, and it would not be worse than the persecution she received from Mordkaiser.

Seeing this, Jeno naturally stretched out his left hand and shook it.

He wasn't trying to touch his palms or anything, LeBlan's palms were cold, but the dark magic flowed in them.

If it's a fake, it will dissipate after a certain amount of mana is extracted, which can be used to verify the authenticity.

The mana began to be extracted, and LeBlanc had a faint expression of humiliation.