The Ghost Knight, who spreads and collects fear, passes through the eerie haunted forest as if in his own back garden.

The solid and terrifying ghost fire hooves broke through the silence, as if it was charging towards death.

Behind him were countless undead cavalry, visible and unseen, following Hekarim's will.

The Isle of Shadows, the paradise of the dead, is home to countless ghosts and ghosts on this dark island, including even one of the most powerful demigods of the lich.

Obviously, even though he was dead, the remnants of his body's nature had allowed Hecarim to gather an army and charge with him as if he were the living.

It's just that this time it's clear that instead of killing and death, it's endless fear.

Hecarim galloped across the land of Shadow Isle, everything in front of him was shattered and destroyed as he trampled it!

There is no one to stop him, and his army.

As for the previous verbal message to Elise, it was only in passing.

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

Watching the army of the dead gradually leave, a black tree moved slightly in the gloomy forest, and then, a whisper was transmitted.

A vaguely distinct face with clear facial features appeared on the front of the tree and quickly disappeared.

The spirits of the passing geyers screamed, as if celebrating the discovery of another species, only to be ignored by it.

The whisper's message gradually passed through until it reached a large tree buried deep underground.

"There's news. ”

A voice spread, muffled and as thick as a mountain.

The inner core of the big tree is a sturdy and hidden treehouse that blocks detection.

A tree man, gradually condensed, appeared in the treehouse.

Inside the treehouse, there were already two people waiting, no, one of them was undoubtedly a human, and the rest of the one was more like a corpse, a corpse that could move freely.

"The people invited by Karthas have arrived. ”

The tree man muffled.

The corpse remained motionless, as if it were an ordinary corpse.

Another human, looking up, reflected a pair of black eyes under the black wallet hat: "That's what you said, from the Voodoo Lands, the leader of the Grey Order organization, named Gregory's Warlock?"

"It's him. ”

The tree man replied simply, as if he was struggling to speak, and seemed to be enduring something, and fell silent.

"Can you still withstand the erosion of chaos and disappearance?

A hoarse inquiry came from the corpse's mouth and was passed into the mind of the treant Maokai.

The latter laughed with a tree face, and was indescribably hideous: "If you don't drive out these evil guys who have destroyed everything, no one can let me perish!"

It whispered.

Although it has fallen from its demigod position due to erosion, as a spirit of nature, it is obviously impossible to die easily!

The corpse, draped in gray cloth, stopped talking, and fell silent as usual.

Mao Kai looked at the only human present with a pair of shining tree eyes, and asked in a loud voice, "Human, can your plan succeed?"

In the face of the faint threat, the man with a somewhat provocative demeanor looked calm: "According to my plan, there will naturally be no problem." ”

He looked at Mao Kai, and then at the dead man, his face expressionless, but his heart was obviously not very calm.

This is not a gamble he is familiar with, but a slaughterhouse that puts his life on the line, either you die or I die!

This world, which blocks everything at every turn, really makes him a little uncomfortable.

He whispered, "When the undead spirit full of resentment and hatred is awakened, as the oldest living ghost on the Shadow Isle, I believe it will make Karthas its first target. ”

He quietly said the follow-up: "If there is an accident, it doesn't matter, throw him in front of Karthas, I believe that the lord will not sit idly by." ”

Mokai and the dead man fell silent.

"Gregory, how is your strength?" the lightly picked man suddenly asked.

"I don't know ......"

Mao Kai shook his head, as a former ancient demigod, it had not left the Shadow Island for a long time, and the news it learned now was only a few words from other sources, how could it know so clearly.

No matter how unimpressed the man was, he sighed now and didn't say anything.

"But," Mao Kai gasped as he spoke, but he didn't finish, "My friend, Aion, is already on his way, and that warlock won't be Aion's opponent!"

"I hope so. ”

The man closed his eyes and pondered.

As for the situation on the Shadow Island, he is a human, but he may know the most details, which makes him a little speechless, and then he is tired.

The strength of Karthus has been obtained from more than the mouth of a living creature or an undead, and he thinks that he is actually planning such an existence now......

The man couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth slightly, a little strangely excited.

How interesting would it be to be able to send such a powerful being to the joke of fate?

Mao Kai looked at the man, enduring the manic distortion in his heart, but he remembered the expression of indifference and confidence on his face when he first saw this man.

Then it was persuaded to form the current small group, ready to plot something in secret.

Of course, all this is because the man survived several attacks by Maokai and gained the most basic trust.

Mokai asked, "Human, where did you come from, it seems that you are more eager than I am to destroy the Lich of Karthus, what is your purpose?"

His body trembled, a little hideous and a little terrifying: "Human beings are a species that will work hard for their own material needs or psychological needs, so human beings, what are you trying to do?"

The barren land of Shadow Isle has nothing of value, except for countless souls...... Human, don't tell me you're eyeing the power of death in Karthas, which has broken away from orthodoxy?"

He sneered, "That's not something you can ask for in humans!"

"That's yours! I don't need that kind of thing to turn me into a monster that doesn't mean anything!"

The man was dismissive and did not make much of a dispute over it.

He himself is self-aware, and although he may be loved by fate, he vainly seeks more words......

Sooner or later, you will also be abandoned by fate!

He finally choked his fate, and he couldn't allow this kind of thing to happen!

"Ho ......"

Mao Kai, his throat roared, because of the pain, because of the struggle, and because he saw a little hope, he suddenly smiled.

The laughter is hard to hear.

The corpse, which had been silent, had bottomless eyes that shook slightly, and then fell silent.