Karthus, a martyr in search of death. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When he appeared in front of Xiao Yue, Xiao Yue couldn't believe that this was the real Karthas, except for the indescribable withered face, Karthas's makeup was not surprising at all.

A small, thin dark magic boy who wraps himself in a black trench coat, such a character Xiao Yue has met countless times in the dark streets of the capital city of Noxus.

If he hadn't appeared in the Necropolis of Shadow Island, Xiao Yue would not have believed that this would be Karthus anyway based on his outrageous appearance.

Well? This terrifying face? There are countless magicians in the capital of Noxus who have made themselves unhuman and ghostly because of their magic failures, and the appearance of Karthas-

It's not bad.

"Visitor from Noxus, why are you here to find me?" Karthas fell lightly from the air, like a puppet in the wind, and the breath of death immediately drifted into the air, "Are you here to embrace death?" ”

"We Noxians have no interest in meaningless deaths," Errult stepped forward for some reason, "We're here just to negotiate a deal with you." ”

"Oh, drink," Karthas chuckled, "you may be right, but I think you should know that I'm a Noxian, too, and that all angry Noxians must be—"

Take its toll!

Senseless death? You underestimate my quest so much!

At the moment when the Death Hymn made a move, a thick black mist diffused from the inconspicuous black armor of Karthas, enveloping the entire place as far as the naked eye could see in the blink of an eye at a terrifying speed, and above the entire necropolis, everyone, except for Xiao Yue, who still had a certain ability to resist, completely lost consciousness.

Even Xiao Yue couldn't help but feel his brain in a trance.

When everyone came back to their senses, only a few dozen seconds had passed, and the black fog had completely dissipated, but the scars on their bodies made everyone dumbfounded.

"I'm not in the habit of killing visitors casually, or you'd be dead by now," the Death Chanter's ghostly hand held an eerie staff, chuckling.

Everyone, including Xiao Yue, had been put to the ground by the Death Hymn, their bodies were covered with terrifying scratches that seemed to come from the Nine Hells, some of them were even as deep as the bones, and all of them had suffered the most serious damage, all of them were lying on the ground, unable to move.

All of them had only one breath left, and they couldn't move anything but talk.

"Is this the power of the demigod-level, this kind of precise control ability," Xiao Yue lay on the ground, feeling the constant pain in his body's limbs, he knew his physical condition, although there was no major problem, but it was eroded by the death qi of Karthas, and he really couldn't do anything in a short period of time except talking.

"This is indeed our Noxian habit, to impose a certain punishment on things that are not pleasing to the eye," Esfil raised his head, "Although you have become an undead, you still know a lot about the rules of our Noxians, I don't know if you still remember me,"

If you remember what you did in the Qianjue Order.

"Ah, I do remember you, I once saw you from afar in the Thousand Jue Order, and you were so unattainable at that time, even breathing the air in the same room as you was a luxury for us pariahs," the Death Singer walked up to Esfil and lowered his head.

"But so what? I am now a noble inhabitant of the Shadow Isle, a creature forever hovering between death and survival, and you still languish in a cursed vessel. ”

Karthas floated in front of everyone and laughed.

"Your clothes are very ancient, if I remember correctly, they were popular when I was still living in Noxus, and everyone wore them at that time, whether poor or poor, so I remember very well, why, did you wear this dress in any special way? Do you think there is any difference between Noxus and Demacia, or Ionia, in my eyes? ”

"It's just a coincidence, I'm not here to catch up, I'm not here to show off old feelings, I'm just here to negotiate a deal with you," Esfil gasped, it was indeed difficult to maintain his head posture despite being seriously injured, "Do you agree to our deal?" ”

Nothing in the Isle of Shadows could be hidden from Karthas's eyes, so there was no need for Esfil to tell them again.

"Of course I'm in favor of this kind of thing, but just like the Vengeance Spear fears, I need your sincerity," Karthas shook his head disdainfully in a flat voice, "Let the giants of the Shadow Isle take action, but there will be a price to pay." ”

"The price? What about the soul of the twisted dryad Mokai? ”

The Twisted Dryant, a once natural spirit, was bound to an intertwined tree by the dark magic that had transformed the Shadow Isles, infused with energy that had never been requested, and became a destructive force.

Mokai wandered the Valorans, searching for a way to bring life back to his forest home.

"Twisted Dryad's soul, why do you think I'm interested in him?" Death Song said coldly, but his tone suddenly became a little strange.

"Who knows, it's just the order of the Strategist Commander, how can we minions know what he thinks," Esfil breathed heavily, "You should know the real reason, don't you?" ”

"The power of the Shadow Isle has been eroded, some of the forces have escaped, and we in the Shadow Isle really want to distort the soul of the dryad Mokai," Karthas's voice grew colder, "I already know your request, the Shadow of War and the Gravedigger I will inform them, you can go." ”

Karthas waved the magic in his hand, grabbed something that Esfil had brought for communication, and then disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving everyone there to look at each other, and just settled the matter?

"Death hymn, Karthas would be such a good talker? I think he seems to be a demigod, right? Ronnie was a little surprised.

"I don't think he bothered to talk to us minions," Esfil barely regained some mobility, and Karthas showed some mercy to his men, "He already has a common interest with us, there is no reason to refuse, and the Commander of the Strategists' knowledge of the Shadow Isle lets him know that there is no room for bargaining, and it is to be expected that he will not waste time with us." ”