Chapter 220: The Restless Shadow Isle

Hammerstone, he guessed correctly.

When the king waved vigorously to roll up the tornado, Maudecaesar noticed it almost immediately.

"Powerful opponent!"

The scarlet eyes in the silver metal armor showed a look of surprise, and the iron-armored wraith Maudekaiser immediately spread his legs and hurried towards the beach.

Since he came back from the dead, he has only had two greatest wishes in this life.

The first is to establish his own kingdom on what was once his kingdom, now Noxus.

The second is to be able to fight against the strong.

Shadow Isle is not small, but Maudekaiser is no ordinary person. He is not known for his speed, but he can move at a speed that is on par with Hecarim's madness. The dust kicked up behind him, alarming Yorick, a gravedigger hiding in a basement.

Compared to the other monsters on the Isle of Shadows, Yorick was just an ordinary Order. On the day of the great tribulation, he survived with a small bottle of holy spring water.

It's just that because of the fear of the small bottle of unpolluted holy spring water hanging on his chest, the magic from the darkness does not dare to devour his soul, but it can erode his body.

Under the influence of this evil magic, known as the Curse of Ruin, Yorick's skin slowly turned blue-black that would only have been possible after the corpse had been left for a long time. Hundreds of years passed, and he grew older, his face became old, and his body became crooked and rickety.

The vial of the Holy Fountain on his chest had long since lost its effect, but the spirits of the island would not attack him—for Yorick's body, which was completely devoid of life, was no different from theirs except for his soul.

"What's that?"

Alarmed by Maude Caesar's exit from the basement, Yorick walked out the door and saw the same giant tornado on the beach in the distance.

"Perhaps, this is an escape from this island!"

He muttered to himself, clenching the shovel in his hand.

If it were the original timid and cowardly Yorick, who only dared to hide in the basement and shiver at first, he would never have made this decision.

The Isle of Shadows is very dangerous, and in addition to the ubiquitous spirits, there are also spiders who seek food for the spider god. Later, there is the elusive Hammerstone, Karthas who spreads the way of death to the wraiths, Hekarim who patrols blindly with the Shadow Cavalry, and the Spear of Vengeance who seeks out his enemies.

If he collides with any of them, Yorick, who can only manipulate the corpse, has no chance of surviving.

But now he is slowly losing his part of being human. He touched his very faint beating heart, if even this place was rotten, then could he still be considered a human being?

So he took his shovel and took all the corpses that obeyed his orders and hurried to the beach from another direction different from that of Maudecaesar. Maybe the end result will disappoint him, but if he doesn't go, it's nothing.

……

Standing with his vengeful spirit, the expression on Calista's face, who was holding the soul spear, suddenly became hideous.

"I feel it, Hecarim's breath!"

Calista died under the halberd of Hecarim, as did her husband and children. For revenge, she casts a terrible curse on herself, summoning a vengeful spirit to connect with her.

Calista, who was originally famous in the kingdom, also changed the title of the spear of revenge to herself.

Her soul has a clear goal to act with so far, and that is to kill Hecarim. She stretched out her legs like withered bamboo poles, and jumped forward like an ape on the surrounding mountain walls, nimble and agile in her hands.

……

It's not that the Isle of Shadows is devoid of plants, but that it grows in a twisted form under the influence of dark magic. They have gray-green trunks and sparse pale leaves, which are completely different from ordinary greenery.

Ghost Rider and Hekarim are still at war. The chains in his hands had long since been cut into knots by Hekarim, and they were completely unusable.

Pursued by Hecarim, who wields a halberd, Ghost Rider dodges left and right, driving his motorcycle almost in an offbeat stunt.

Under Hecarim's attack, the motorcycle was already missing several parts. If this thing hadn't been powered by the flames of Hell right now, it wouldn't have been able to be opened a long time ago.

"Off-site support, borrow a weapon!"

The Ghost Rider with his bare hands can't defeat the opponent's long and hard at all, and his hellish flames will be neutralized by the power of the ghost in Hecarim's body. In desperation, he could only ask Wang for help.

"Okay, no problem!"

Wang Dali reached out and took out a six-barreled Gatling heavy machine gun from the universal portal, and threw it into the arms of the Ghost Rider.

"Good stuff!"

Ghost Rider freed up his hand to swipe the world-famous killing weapon, and the flames of hell quickly assimilated it. After a long turn, Ghost Rider looked up and smiled at Hecarim charging at him.

"Hecarim! Let's take a look at why the cavalry was forced to withdraw from the war sequence back then! ”

Carrying a cartridge with a capacity of 1,200 rounds, the Gatling gun in Ghost Rider's hand let out a deafening roar.

The rate of fire of more than 300 rounds per second perfectly explains why this murder weapon has the nickname of Vulcan Cannon. Holding this heavy machine gun, which has a very powerful reaction force, Ghost Rider mounted it on the motorcycle, and shot at Hecarim as he controlled the motorcycle to retreat.

Countless bullets infused with hellfire struck the Centaur Knight's body, causing him great pain.

The pain was also a source of power for Hecarim, making the thick ghostly power around him seem to be burning. However, Ghost Rider's Hellfire Bullets were also draining the power of the Ghost in Hecarim's body, interfering with his movements.

Obviously, the distance between him and the Evil Spirit Rider is only more than ten meters, but these more than ten meters are like a moat. The neutralizing reaction generated by the constant confrontation between the Hellfire and the power of the Spirits in Hecarim's body prevented him from bursting his speed, and even the distance between him and the Ghost Rider was getting farther and farther away.

Knowing that he would be consumed alive if he continued like this, Hecarim stopped himself. The skillful skill from the battlefield made him raise the barbed halberd in his hand and hurried it towards the Ghost Rider.

Hecarim's sudden ranged attack caused Ghost Rider to dodge quickly. He himself was not injured, but the cold weapon, which was nearly three meters long, pierced the tires of his chariot.

A crash occurred as a result of a stuck tire, and Ghost Rider was thrown off his vehicle, rolling on the ground in embarrassment, and even the Gatling heavy machine gun was out of his hand.