A ghost castle in the underground core.

Anne's tiny figure was hiding in the basement and tinkering.

"Father is out there to meet the enemy, I can't just watch it! there must be other secrets at the heart of this ghost castle, if I can find out, I can help my father!"

Anne thought earnestly.

She was suspiciously fiddling with a few runes in her hand, and her ears suddenly pricked up.

There seemed to be a faint sound of footsteps in the hallway outside...... And what the sound of dragging heavy objects.

"Woo-la-la-......"

As they got closer, a voice came.

"Ho ho ~ the core of the castle, I didn't expect to be here again, as long as my guess is correct, I can take the initiative again......"

A dry, but somewhat insane voice came from outside.

Anne's face froze.

"It's him! The wraith of the spirit! How did he get into the castle? ......?"

Anne's eyes widened, a mixture of disbelief and horror.

"No, I don't believe it, how could my father be defeated by such a ghost!"

Anne gritted her teeth, panicked and questioned, looked to the side, just saw a dark corner, hurriedly ran over, hidden.

She believed in Gregory, but that didn't mean she was arrogant enough to think she could get rid of the wraith.

Even Hecarim was defeated at the hands of the latter, and Anne knew in her heart that her strength was still some distance away from Hecarim!

I guessed in my heart that this clever girl had hidden herself tightly, and she was breathing as gently as possible.

"Kala!"

The door to the basement was pulled open directly by brute force, and a burly figure broke in from the outside!

Maudekaiser, the armored wraith dragging his hammer, entered the door, and immediately looked greedily at the dark green control core.

That's the core of the Ghost Castle's control, but Maudekaiser's purpose is that, and it's not.

He strode forward, but suddenly fell to his knees, and layers of visions appeared in front of him.

Countless resentful figures seemed to envelop him, trying to crush him, wear him out, devour him!

This is the last scene of his life, the scene when he dies from the grudge woven by countless creatures killed by his own hands, and it is also the scene that Maudecaesar is most reluctant to recall.

Just thinking about it will arouse the deepest fear hidden in his heart!

And now, this most terrifying nightmare seemed to be in front of his eyes.

Or above the soul!

"You damned grudges!

Maudecaesar roared angrily, the resentful hammer in her hand unconsciously hammering around, venting her anger and fear.

As he became agitated, the soul fire in his eyes gradually settled down, and the enveloping vision gradually disappeared.

Maudecaesar leaned over, the body of the wraith was not unusual, but the soul seemed to be traumatized beyond measure.

He groaned slightly, and suddenly remembered Hecarim, who had died in his hands before, and thought of the latter's smirk before he died:

"It's the knight! it's all the knight's doing! the source of fear...... This knight, he exploits the source of fear...... No wonder he said he cursed me, no wonder ......"

Maudecaesar was in a trance, muttering, lost in a deep dive that no one else could know.

His head in armor suddenly turned, looking left and right: "What man!"

He screamed, as if to threaten, as if to protect.

Anne cowered in the deepest part of the corner, not moving in the slightest.

There was some confusion about Mordecaesar's situation just now.

"Father said that Hecarim is the Knight of Fear, and he has mastered the existence of the source of fear, even if he dies in battle, he can't die so easily......!

Anne shrunk in thought, the corner of her eye looming at Maudecaesar's movements.

Her heart suddenly struck.

I saw that Maudekaiser suddenly turned his face, and the soul fire in his eyes was clearly visible, and it looked so weird.

"Found you, little one!"

He laughed!

Anne is in an ice prison!

But at the same time, Mordecaesar stiffened again, and he swung his hammer around him without direction or purpose, and shouted loudly:

"It's all a useless curse! It's useless to me! It's useless to me, let me break you all to pieces, and swallow it all in your stomach! Be one with me again......"

Anne was in a state of excitement, she knew that this was supposed to be Hecarim's so-called curse again, and she also knew that there was no chance to be lost, and it would never come again!

She gritted her teeth, her light green eyes flashed with determination, she rushed out, her hands flashed with black fire, and she had already thrown out two large balls!

Shattered Fire!

This is the power that Anne was born with, and it is the main reason why she has earned her reputation as the first of the young generation in the Land of Runeterra!

Many people have thought about what kind of peak the black fire in Anne's hands will evolve to when she becomes an adult, but many people have forgotten.

Anne at this time period is so powerless.

Flames large enough to shatter a thick wall hit Maude Caesar's back, but only a few sparks were splashed!

But it was like a wake-up call for Maude Caesar.

The latter's face was unknown, and he muttered some messy things in his mouth, and he looked delirious, but he still picked up a hammer and swung it directly!

Anne's face was shocked, she was petite and she had already swayed to the side, but looking at Maude Caesar, who was wielding a heavy hammer indiscriminately, she didn't know what to do for a while.

"Damn, I'm still too weak to even break his own defenses!"

Anne gritted her teeth, looked at Maude Caesar, who was in her own dream, turned her face to look at the basement exit, and decided to slip away!

But before she could take two steps, a burly figure had already landed in front of her, and the hideous armor spikes around her body were even more tyrannical.

"Little one, don't rush home......"

As if the duration of the curse was over, Maudecaesar came to her senses and stuck in Anne's way, smiling serenely.

"I remember you!"

Maudekaiser looked at Anne's young figure, but he was not in a hurry, he looked carefully, but remembered something.

"That's right! It's you, and when I met that knight, he carried you on his back!"

Mord Caesar sneered: "The one who appeared later, the human who held the Morore Secret Archive in his hand, is your father?

Anne gritted her teeth, heard Gregory's message, rolled her eyes and asked directly, "How is my father?"

Maudcaesar laughed, but did not deceive: "He? He's fine, there are people out there who are playing with him! Now, care about yourself, little girl!"