Looking at Karthas's floating figure, Anne bit her lip and tugged at the corner of Gregory's clothes.

"Father...... Is he really Kartha?"

Facing his daughter's inquiring gaze, Gregory frowned, and instead asked, "What's wrong?"

As he spoke, he explained: "It seems that it is, and so does the power...... But it always feels like there's a big difference......"

Anne shook her head lightly and said, "It's nothing. ”

But in my heart, I couldn't help asking: Could it be him? Wasn't he swallowed up into a pit?

As if remembering something, Anne asked, "Father, what is the power of Shadow Isle?"

"The power of the Shadow Isle?"

Gregory confirmed, but his eyes looked at the place where the core of the castle had been smashed, where there was no breath leaking out now, it seemed to be gone, and it seemed that it had already turned in other directions under the control of some will.

"The power of the Shadow Isle, this kind of power, it wasn't called that way a long time ago, at that time, it was called a divine power......"

............

Above the Ghost Castle, the Twisted Treants had already attacked in a big way, and these big guys wreaked havoc in the castle, fearless and without any resistance.

When Gregory was still there before, even the leading Mao Kai had to be beaten and save some strength, but after Gregory cared about his daughter and disappeared halfway, the remaining Hammerstone and others couldn't resist at all, and they had to flee for their lives.

Even under the orders of Hammerstone and the others, countless undead have been killed, but in the face of the powerful twisted treemen, it is still not very useful.

In this chaotic battlefield, a small, gray-robed figure flew into the air, naturally not attracting much attention.

After all, the sky on Shadow Island has always been gloomy.

Except for Ion, who has always retained his rational wisdom and looked at the battlefield.

When this ancient but weak demigod saw the small figure, his old face was filled with surprise and doubt, and he just wanted to call Mao Kai and the others, but when he found the direction in which the figure was flying, he couldn't help but stop again.

He wanted to see what the latter was going to do.

"This direction...... It's where the Dread Knight died!, what is he doing there?" said Ion, stunned.

The thin figure of "Karthas" slowly fell to the ground, and the gray robe covering his whole body was blown by the wind of the Shadow Isle, looking very weak.

The gaze shrouded in gray robes looked indifferently at the shattered armor on the ground.

The armor of the Dreadknight Hecarim.

He spoke softly, with a hint of approval: "What you have done for the Shadow Isle has not been forgotten, and what you have done is worthy of the grace of the Shadow Isle!"

He stretched out his hands, and the points of light that he had collected before were thrown out by him, and under the traction of inexplicable power, countless black mist-like powers were controlled, combined with those points of light.

Then slowly fell onto the armor.

On it, there was still a remnant of Hecarim's soul, and the larger part was collected by Karthas from Maudecaesar.

Yorick said that Hecarim's soul drifted away too quickly, but not too quickly, but most of it became the power source of the curse, which fell directly on Maudekaiser.

"Get back on your feet, knight of the Shadow Isle, Hecarim!" Calthas cried out, as if calling out to a noble knight with a noble spirit.

Even if this knight is actually in the land of runeterra, he is an evil undead who almost does no evil.

Hecarim's armor trembled slightly, then floated into the air, the dark green lines of his body emerging in the air, turning into a new body, as if reborn.

Under the dark green hideous armor, the soul fire was lit again, beating, scanning, staring at the land he had protected with his soul.

"Give you a new name, Shadow of War! Guardian Knight of the Isle of Shadows, Shadow of War!"

Karthas continued.

"Thank you for ......"

The soul fire in Hecarim's eyes shook slightly, and he knelt down with his front hooves in submission.

But this again does not seem to be thanking Karthas, but something else.

He turned his head up and looked at Karthas, "So, what is your purpose? Join me in protecting the Shadow Isle, the last and only paradise for the dead!"

Disrespectfully, Hekarim asked his savior.

"At least, for now, our purpose is the same. Karthas was not angry, nor was he silent, but replied softly.

Hekarim got up, and his originally burly figure became extremely strong after being reborn.

He looked at the warring Ghost Castle in the distance, then at Karthas, and asked, "So, what should I call you? Master, Lord, Karthas, or is it the human who doesn't know whether it's true or not, Loye, or is it the incarnation of the Isle of Shadows?"

At the time of his resurrection, Hecarim was imbued with the power of the Shadow Isle, and his remaining soul was solidified at the same time, and it was at that time that he learned some jaw-dropping things through his origin.

Therefore, he learned some secrets.

But he didn't know if what he was seeing was true or not, or if it was just a joke.

Even if he hadn't seen it all, he might have drifted away and become the nourishment of the Shadow Isle.

Karthas was silent.

He suddenly lifted his gray robe, revealing a somewhat strange pale face, only the pair of dark green eyes were scorching, and he looked extraordinarily energetic.

It was Luo Ye who was swallowed into the land of Mordekaiser's cage before.

I don't know how he transformed into the Karthus who disappeared before.

"Call me Luo Ye. ”

He whispered.

Hecarim nodded slightly.

"Everything I've seen before may be false, or some of it may be true, but I don't need to find out, I just need to know a little bit. ”

He looked at Luo Ye's slightly thin figure and whispered, "I just need to know that you are the one who resurrected me, you are the one who is recognized by the power of Shadow Island, and you are the one who can use the power of Shadow Island!

He knelt on the ground, the halberd in his hand was on the ground, and he lowered his head slightly: "Your order is my mission!

Seeming to be eroded by the power of dark death, Luo Ye's face turned strangely pale, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head gently.

His eyes looked into the distance, and he and Ion looked in the air, then parted.

He patted Hecarim on the shoulder and whispered, "Maudekaiser is dead, just need to settle the current chaos, and it will be fine."

Hecarim, the Guardian Knight of Shadow Isle, no longer needs you to fight to the death to protect Shadow Isle!"