The black rain only fell within the confines of the Shadow Isle, and it seemed to make every drop of rain fall on the land of the Shadow Isle.

The Isle of Shadows is a place where the forces of death converge, a paradise for the dead, but it is never evil or rotten.

It is death in its purest form, mixed with shadows, but it is neither dark nor evil.

With the continuous irrigation of the black rain, the Shadow Island is visible to the naked eye, and it is different.

The dead land on the ridge of the Shadow Isle, under the watering of the rain, gradually reduced the useless crystalline grains, and then melted and turned into soil, and the decaying ghost forest next to it faded and decayed, and turned into a gloomy ghost land again.

The twisted forest where the trees lived, the earth that was gradually beginning to turn yellow, gradually turned dark, and it was a good place to bury bones.

The inhabitants of Shadow Island feel it most intuitively.

They were bathed in the black rain, and the soul fire in their eyes was beating violently, and many of the undead even stretched out their hands just to touch more rain.

In this rain, they felt that the tiredness and accumulated heaviness of their bodies had disappeared completely, as if they had been reborn.

Some people want to accumulate rainwater, but they find that the black rain disappears without a trace after falling to the ground, as if it came from wherever it came from.

Some of them took part of it in a container, but found that the rainwater quickly faded black and turned into ordinary water.

For Shadow Isle, this black rain is salvation and hope.

Maokai spread his arms, and the hideous spikes on his body melted in the rain—a sign that the chaotic visions that had been haunting him were gradually being worn away within him.

Everything on the Isle of Shadows seems to be getting better.

Elise and Evelyn were not very happy, because they found that even the Calista Hammerstone seemed to be a little more solid, while the two of them seemed to have only a little smoother skin?

Hairdressing?

We crave power, not beauty!

Beautiful as a flower, it's just a tool for them!

The two of them looked gloomy, then looked at each other, and were shocked - this rain, can it still tell the degree of loyalty of friend and foe?

Thinking of this, the two of them suddenly fell silent and cowered in the corner.

The situation is clear, but they are still a little confused, and staying honest is obviously the most suitable option for now.

Aion walked up to Maukei, his old face smiling with relief.

He wears a raincoat made of leaves to keep himself from being eroded by the rain.

Mao Kai sensed the arrival of his old friend, and his body, which had already appeared much more rounded, quickly shrank under the effect of natural spiritual power, and became the same height as Ion.

"Thank you, my friend. ”

After many years, the two nature spirits, one fat and one thin, could finally use the same height again to talk cordially.

Ai on shook his head slightly: "This is what I should do, the sequence of the spirit of nature, cannot be without you." ”

He turned to look at the figure in the sky, his eyes were a little complicated: "Do you feel it, this existence?"

Aion is a demigod, but he is the weakest demigod. Although Mao Kai is not a demigod, he used to be, and the vision he should have will not disappear.

He nodded slightly: "I can feel the power similar to Calthas, but more of it, the power of the Shadow Isle...... Unexpectedly, I could really see the instinctive reaction of such divine power. ”

He muttered, "I thought it could only suffer in silence until it destroyed itself." ”

Aion happily agreed: "That's what I thought the same way. Just like the Land of Runeterra, after so many years, it can only use the gradually crumbling earth to warn all living beings...... However, we have forgotten after all that Shadow Island is not a land of runes, and this place of eternal resting of souls obviously cannot be understood by common sense. ”

Mao Kai stretched out his hand, stained with the black rain, and his eyes were a little complicated: "I just don't know, whether this is a blessing or a curse." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly laughed: "However, compared to Karthas, this is the best result. The death-seeking lich has always wanted to control the power of the Shadow Isle in his own hands, and this time he met the real master, you can imagine how miserable the end was. ”

He chuckled, a little arrogant in his laughter, and it was clear that the hatred for Karthus was still entrenched in his heart.

Aion didn't ask his old friend about his vent, he frowned slightly: "The power of the Shadow Isles...... If you control this power, you are the master of Shadow Island. Choosing a master when the mountains and rivers are exhausted is also said in the past, but it is just ......"

Looking at the figure in the sky: "It's just, how can this Lord of Shadow Island have the breath of a living person?"

Mao Kai was stunned for a moment, then turned to look closely, his senses were full of power.

He had lived in the Shadow Island for a long time, and his perception of the breath of the living was naturally not as keen as that of Ion.

When Ion reminded him, he took a closer look and immediately found it.

He looked stunned: "It's really!"

Think about it, the lord of the place where the dead live, is actually a living person in the end?

It's a bit of fun.

"How could the power of the Shadow Isle choose a living person?" Mokai wondered even more.

At this time, the black rain gradually thinned out, and finally the rain stopped, causing the regret of countless undead and tree people.

But after the figure in the sky slowly fell, it suddenly became silent again.

Countless eyes looked at the figure slowly falling in mid-air, and countless questions lingered in their hearts:

This is the owner of the Shadow Isle, our ...... Dominate?

There was confusion in their eyes, but also some silent reverence.

After the swear-like voice that roamed everyone's hearts before, and was washed by the black rain again, it was obvious that some subtle changes had taken place in their hearts.

The figure in the gray robe descended to the ground, as if he had stumbled over something, and his body couldn't help but tilt.

Hecarim, who was closest to him, stepped forward in an instant, and his body was stunned, becoming a solid support.

This made Luo Ye stand still.

The gray robe and hat curtain were wide, so no one could see how pale the face of the lord under the robe was.

He looked at it carefully, and then slowly ordered, "All the undead who have been summoned should retreat, and live on the Shadow Island as before." ”

But it's coming to an end.

Hearing this, the undead who had been summoned by Hammerstone and the others quickly retreated, and many of them even burrowed directly into the ground where they were standing.

Luo Ye under the gray robe nodded slightly, and then looked at Mao Kai: "Ancient Tree Spirit, I allow you to keep your current status, now, lead your people back to where you should stay." ”

The voice was neither light nor heavy, and some of them were young and a little hoarse.

This is the first time that Mao Kai has seen the powerful methods of his newly appointed master.

Keeping his original position?

How to revoke it, doesn't he have those glory and strength? Doing so is really a good way to appease people's hearts.

The leader of the Treants bowed his head: "Follow your orders. ”

He thought for a moment, and then said, "Juggernaut, I have prepared a gift for you. ”