"It's nothing."

Wang Dali smiled back at Lux as well.

"There's nothing wrong with standing up for your lover, but now that he's standing up, you have to be prepared to accept failure. He was not the only councillor in the War College, and that self-righteous stinky face was disgusting. ”

"Councilor Reilly is only thirty-seven years old this year, and he is the youngest member of the War College with a masterful of fire magic, and legend has it that he has two magic items left over from ancient times. Perhaps, he lost himself in such achievements and aura. ”

Listening to Lux's tone, she didn't take this councillor seriously either, but that's no wonder.

Lux herself is the little princess of the crown guard family, one of the best in Demacia, and is proficient in radiant magic, and has been absorbed by Demacia's secret magic association glow, and may be able to sit in the position of president in the future.

With just a member of the War College, I'm afraid there's really no way to do anything to her.

"Fire magic?"

Wang Dali raised his eyebrows at Lux's introduction that deliberately leaked the details of the other party.

"Looking at his pale face, I thought he was practicing soul magic."

"Soul magic is not so easy to practice, except for the Qianjue Order, there are very few other people who know how to cultivate soul magic."

While the two were chatting, the ship continued to sail the sea. Under Planck's control, the ship rode the wind and waves like a swordfish, and quickly sailed towards the Shadow Isle.

In addition to the heroes on board, there are also sailors who Elise often uses to come to Shadow Isle. On the one hand, this is to serve as a cover, and on the other hand, such a large ship cannot be done by Planck alone.

As time passed, night fell, and the surroundings began to become pitch black. An inexplicable chill hit the fog, and Elise motioned for the sailors to light the lights.

The oil used in this lamp is not ordinary kerosene, but is made by adding various materials from human body fat. The wick was lit up with a miserable green flame, and a few lights made the atmosphere on the deck eerie.

The direction was almost decided, and Planck no longer had to be at the helm. He put Elise's sailor at the helm, frowning at the green lights around him, swearing and swearing.

"Special mother, I know that this business is not easy to do."

……

"The black fog has become more extensive."

Standing on the deck, Elise said to the wandering mage Rhyze and Councillor Reilly.

"Normally, it would take at least half an hour for these black fogs to encounter us."

Her words made Reze and Senator Reilly frown at the same time, which was not a good sign.

The surface of the sea was as calm and dark as a mirror, the air seemed to freeze, and no whisper of the breeze could be heard, only the abominable requiem that the ghost knew where it came from.

"He's coming."

Listening to this faint singing, Elise frowned slightly.

"Who?"

The wandering mage asked her solemnly. Just by this singing voice that can reach the soul, he knows that the other party is definitely not an easy character to dismiss.

"The ghosts of the Isle of Shadows, the Wanderer in the Black Mist, the Singer of Death - Karthas."

A black mist rises from the water. Faintly recognizable shadows floated in the mist, claws and jaws flashing. The abominable requiem sounded from the sea again, now louder, and mixed with the soul-stirring death knell.

"Go down, don't be discovered by Karthas."

Gaze nodded to the Wandering Mage and Councillor Reilly, and Elise shouted at her men.

"Bring the crew to the deck."

The elegy of singing the lost soul lingers in the ears, and the poetry in the elegy reveals endless sorrow. The black mist rolled over the ship's railing, and with it the howls and screams of the undead. Wraiths swept over the heads of ordinary crew members on deck, like the harmony of a chorus of death.

However, the crew had followed Elise back and forth to the Shadow Isle many times, and although they were still trembling with fear, they were not enough to scream sharper than a female voice.

"What, aren't you going down?"

Planck stood beside Elise, ignoring the ghost floating in the sky, his eyes fixed on the black fog that was gradually enveloping the ship ahead.

"Lao Tzu is not frightened, let me see what ruthless characters can come out of this black fog."

Soon, a figure emerged from the mist. He was burly and broad-shouldered, dressed in a tattered overcoat, like a priest from antiquity, but his shoulders and withered skull were all armed like a warrior.

He had a book chained around his waist and a long cane in his hand, which was densely engraved with counting symbols. The tip of the staff shone with a ghostly light, a faint white glow that illuminated the entire deck.

In his other hand there was a ghostly fire burning like a fallen star.

"Welcome, Ms. Elise. You're here again this year. ”

Unlike his appearance, his voice is very good, with a rhythm that is willing to make people feel intoxicated.

"Karthus, I'm glad you're not dead."

Elise greeted the armored ghost.

"What an interesting topic."

A string of chuckles rang out from the position of Kartha's head. I couldn't make out his face hidden under the helmet, but it was supposed to be a smile.

"I'm dead, but I'm still able to move like a living person. So, am I dead or not? ”

"The time is almost up, Karthas. The spider god is in a hurry, and I don't have time to play a philosophical game with you here. ”

Elise had a cold look on her face, and Karthhas liked to see the rich expressions on people's faces, which were very effective in reducing his interest.

But this time Elise's experience didn't work.

"Of course you can be let go, but Ms. Elise, some of your crew don't seem to be ordinary people."

Karthas glanced meaningfully at the cabin, where he sensed a great threat—not knowing what it was, but his instincts told him it was dangerous.

"Recently, due to the fall of the Pirate King, the pirates of Bilgewater are vying for this position, and I am also trying to prevent accidents from happening."

Elise's expression became even colder, and even showed a faint look of disgust.

"And I'm going to enter the Shadow Isle, do I need to report back to you?"

"Of course not, please keep sailing, Lady Elise, I'm just passing through."

With a slight bow to Elise in apology, Karthus left with the countless wraiths around him.

Elise breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but her body was still tense, and she did not rule out the possibility of Karthas going and returning.

"Hurry up, let's get out of here."

She commanded the sailors around her.