"How about it, Xiao Tie, can you imitate it?" Mo Tie asked in his mind.

"Well, I can play?" Xiao Tie complained casually, "No, this thing doesn't know what it is, and its operating principle is completely unknown, we don't have the system components to crack the stone." ”

"Okay." Mo Tie regretfully returned the two guns to Lucian.

"Mr. Mo, can you open a window? I'm afraid I've missed the Hammerstone. Lucian asked, taking the gun.

"Ah, of course." Mo Tie snapped his fingers, and an iron window appeared on each of the four walls of the fortress, composed of crossed wires, although there was no glass, these wires were connected to the "circuit" of the entire fortress shell, and would never let a ghost come in easily.

It's just that the hoarse and terrifying roars of the undead inevitably came into the room, so that the three people inside gradually lost their interest in chatting and waited quietly.

Finally, Lucian's eyes froze, he pulled out his two guns, stood up, and said, "My target has appeared. ”

Through the iron window, Mo Tie saw an extremely tall ghost slowly walking towards the entrance of the square, wrapped in a pitch-black robe, with hooked chains wrapped around it. The ghost's body glowed with a sickly green light, and a flickering lantern was in its lifeless hand.

Sarah and Lucian have limited vision, and it's another night full of black fog. Mo Tie saw more details with the lantern in Hammerstone's hand.

He noticed that the warden of the Soul Lock Warden had his withered skin under a tattered hood, and the green glow from the lantern faintly shone through the flesh that still remained on his body. Barren and dilapidated, emotionless, yet with a sadistic frenzy.

This is not the same as the skeleton undead around who are fully spiritualized, indicating that Hammerstone is more inclined to the living than them.

At the same time, Hammerstone was able to float in the air like the undead, and a groan of pain came from his dark green robes, not just some pathetic souls.

This shows that he is more inclined to the dead than the living.

Between life and death, Mo Tie expressed great interest.

Lucian walked out of the fortress gates, his heart aching, this moment had been assumed in his mind a thousand times, but when the hammerstone actually arrived, he still felt his mouth dry and sweat wet his palms.

"You killed Senna." He walked slowly to the hammerstone, which had moved to the center of the square, and held his head high and said, "My wife. ”

Hammerstone noticed this strange living being, and immediately reacted when he heard the words from his mouth, and he could remember every detail of the soul he had played with.

"Senna ......?" Hammerstone's throat rattled like someone talking in the water, or like the cry of a death row prisoner as he was tied up on a noose.

"My wife." Lucian knew he shouldn't have spoken, for every word he said made it easier for Hammerstone to defeat him, tears of grief welled up in his eyes, and all ambition and reason were washed away.

Hammerstone bared its blue-glowing needle teeth, stretched out its withered yellow nails and tapped the lantern shroud.

"I remember her. A living soul, far from being barren and cold. She was ready to be tortured, but she was full of desire for a new life and opened up in her heart. Fresh, brand-new, spring flowers. Let people pick at will and ruin all their dreams. ”

Ah, it's so sour, my teeth are going to fall. Mo Tie stood quietly behind Lucian, and when he heard Hammerstone's singing-like introduction, he couldn't help but think in his heart.

Lucian looked at Hammerstone's smug expression, furious, he raised the twin guns in his hand, poured his will into it, and the pure holy light that burst into it instantly engulfed the Soul Lock Warden, and that scream sounded like a fairy music to Lucian.

However, the screams suddenly turned into gurgling laughter.

There was a dull wheel of light around the hammerstone, completely isolating the flames from the outside, and it was unscathed. He laughed and twitched the lantern to put away the light wheel.

Lucian fired again, and the gunfire rained out. Every shot hit the point, but none of them hit the target. A circle of black light outside the lantern dissolves all attacks into nothingness.

"I remember your weapon. I saw in her memory that they came from a ruin. Hammerstone said.

Lucian froze: "What did you say?" ”

Hammerstone laughed wildly, like the sound of a file scraping.

"She's not dead." He raised the lantern and said, "It's here, look, one of these tumbling figures is your wife." ”

Lucian subconsciously looked at the miserable green lantern, and sure enough, he saw that countless souls were tumbling in it.

Hammerstone smiled and said, "I stripped her soul and kept it here." ”

"No...... I saw her dead. Lucian yelled in disbelief.

"She's in my lantern, screaming all the time." Hammerstone squeezed out a word from his mouth and floated close to Lucian. "She suffers from sweetness all the time. Come on, can you hear her? ”

"No......" Lucian looked at the lantern that was getting closer and bigger, as if he had seen Senna in pain, and the grief instantly knocked him down, and he couldn't even hold the two guns in his hand, and fell to the ground in the square.

The hammerstone took the opportunity to circle around Lucian, and the chains in his hands were quietly released, gradually wrapping around Lucian's body, and the hook cut through his trench coat, reaching out to the warm flesh.

"Tut-tut, it's a big show on the road, but it's time to end it, I'm really going to kill AD, and it's useless for you to have an assistant." Mo Tie's voice came from behind, stopping Hammerstone's further moves.

"Huh?" Hammerstone raised his head and looked at Mo Tie who was carrying the sword of Demacia, "An interesting soul, yes, it's a pity that you have to line up, because I am collecting a glorious soul." ”

"Ding!"

"Whoa......

Mo Tie didn't say a word, first cut off all the chains of the hammer stone, and released the paralyzed Lucian.

He took the poor man by the hand and threw him backwards, and Lucian landed safely into the fortress, and the gate was closed without a single undead soul slipping in.

"Well, the glorious soul is saved. Don't know what kind of soul you are? Mo Tie smiled lightly.

After Mjölnir's experiments with the "power grid", he no longer cares about the threat of Shadow Isle.

Originally, he thought that necromancy was very special and could overcome such a purely physical output of melee combat, but now it seems that the so-called magic is still essentially the use of energy and the will of the world.

Mo Tie, who has infinite energy, is the nemesis of magic users.

At least his "power grid" protective ring will not be broken at all.

I just don't know what effect his attacks on the undead will be - if you don't count the Demacian saber in your hand?