It's time for the 208 farce to end (fifth update!)

One "Karthus!"

Stunned and angry, Maudekaiser screamed!

"You dare to appear in front of me!"

Annie smiled, and said with hatred: "Lord Karthas, it is this resentful spirit that has been slandering you, and has also destroyed the core of the castle, hurry up and teach him a lesson!"

With the relationship between Karthas and Gregory, Anne naturally does not have to worry about her own safety!

She shouted loudly, but after the opposite "Kartha" raised her head slightly, she was a little stunned.

The robe he wore was indeed that of Karthas, but the face hidden by the curtain of the hat, after raising his head slightly, revealed not the face of a lich, nor the two dark green soul fires.

What I vaguely saw seemed to be a pair of dark green eyes.

Somewhat familiar.

"You're ......," Anne was surprised.

Maudekaiser also noticed the abnormality, and he threw Anne directly into the corner, without the idea of taking the hostage.

He didn't think that Karthas was a threatened guy, even if the "Karthus" in front of him seemed to be a little different.

"Karthus!?"

He shouted again in confusion, and then nodded again: "No, you are not Karthas! even if they are very similar, the necromantic power attribute is so familiar, but you are not, the dead lich of Karthhas does not have the breath of the living!"

He turned his head to look at Karthas, and the dark hole appeared in front of him.

Maudecaesar felt a flash of clarity in her heart.

"The Power of the Shadow Isles...... Are you the embodiment of the Isle of Shadows?"

He exclaimed, and then shook his head again: "No, it's not right...... Don't bother me at this time, you damn fellows!

He shook his head, and suddenly went crazy again, and the huge hammer in his hand flew sideways, as if it was about to smash everything that appeared in front of him to pieces!

Apparently, Hecarim's curse worked again.

"Master Karthas! This wraith is cursed! Kill him now!"

Holding back the doubts in her heart, Anne reminded loudly.

She didn't actually need to be reminded of anything.

When Maudecaesar fell into that terrible cursed fantasy again, the "Karthas" that had just appeared had already stretched out its hand, and the surging power of death was gathering, accumulating, and expanding in his hands!

There may be some other powers, because Anne saw with her own eyes that a trace of black mist power was also mixed in, making the energy mass even more terrifying!

"Desolate!"

Karthas whispered, his voice hoarse and cold, but he couldn't hear the slightest hint of humanity.

The energy mass of the death energy was gently thrown out by him, and gently smashed into Maudekaisa's body.

It seems to be gentle, just touching the surface of the water, with a "pop".

A horrific small-scale explosion was born.

It was centered on Mordekaisa, and within a radius of two meters, there was an extremely violent collapse reaction, and even the space was distorted.

The indestructible armor on Mordecaesar's body quickly collapsed and disintegrated as if it were water-dissolved, revealing the resentful body within.

It was an ugly body, dark green like carrion, and it was a hole when touched.

At this last moment, Maudecaesar seemed to wake up from the vision of fear, and he roared, and an endless force of resentment surged around him, and a new layer of armor came out again.

"You can't defeat me!Karthas! I'm going to show you, a shameful villain who can only sneak up on you from behind, the power of the true Lord of the Dead!"

He roared, and the hammer of resentment was raised in the air, and with the infusion of power, a terrifying illusory shadow was produced, and it was smashed towards Karthus!

Not a single blow was delivered, and Karthas still stood there indifferently, without fear or worry.

He raised his head slightly, and what was revealed under the black robe was indifference and mockery.

"Rest in peace, evil spirits that bring pollution, you should not exist in this world. ”

He said softly.

The right hand was stretched out and gently squeezed, without showing the slightest.

But Mordekaiser froze in mid-air as if time had stopped.

A wall of ghosts, horizontal stalks on both sides of his body, slowly opened, as if to tear his soul apart.

Beneath the core of the castle, in the mouth of the unknown cave, there was a gust of wind.

Immediately, a huge black air flow rushed out of it and rushed straight into Maudekaiser's body!

Wash his soul?

No!

It's grinding out his soul!

For the first time, there was infinite fear in Maudekaiser's voice: "No! this is not what I want!"

As if in the prelude to tearing, and as if at the last moment before the fall, Maude Caesar suddenly understood something.

"Even that Dread Knight can inflict such a curse on me, and the resentment of ordinary people who have no power in my life can make me die, not to mention the ...... of Shadow Isle"

He understood, then struggled, and finally shouted at Karthas's figure, "No! I didn't lose to you! I lost to Shadow Isle!"

He shouted loudly, and then the spirit body condensed by resentment and soul seemed to have lost its support, and it shattered into countless points of light directly under the washing of black qi!

"Bang dang!"

The resentment armor formed by the entity's resentment was intact, and it fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Mordkaiser, the ancient spirit of the Shadow Isles, a certain generation of Shadow Island Lords, has been a murderous existence since a long time ago, and even his soul has completely disappeared after his body turned to ashes.

No, maybe there's something left.

Karthhas stretched out his hand, and a large part of the gradually drifting light condensed and flew into his hand.

He gently placed the light in his ear, as if listening to something.

"I see......"

He muttered to himself, as if he understood something, and tucked the dots of light into his sleeves.

Then, his gaze turned to Anne.

Anne swallowed nervously, and the doubts in her heart could not be overstated.

"You, you're ......"

She was about to ask something, when a figure burst in from the basement door.

He found Anne intact at a glance, and was overjoyed: "Anne!"

He took two steps forward, hugged Anne directly, protected her, and then looked at the black-robed man vigilantly.

"Kartha?!"

He exclaimed, confused, and then even more surprised: "No! you are not Kartha...... No, how could the aura of power be so similar......"

Gregory, who had just burst through the door, felt the breath on Karthas's body and was surprised.

He didn't dare to say how familiar he was with Karthas, but at least he had met them, and this sudden appearance of Karthhas at this moment was really a little strange to the extreme.

Karthas turned to Gregory with a stiff body, and ignored it without answering Gregory's doubts.

He said with some kindness, "Thank you for your efforts for the Ghost Castle during my absence. ”

"This is the ...... I should do"

Gregory replied cautiously.

Karthas nodded indifferently, then fluttered and flew out the door.

It's the ability of the geist, and I don't know how this lich learned it.

From the beginning to the end, he had no contact with Anne.

"Karthus, where are you going?" asked Gregory.

"It's time for this farce to end. ”

Karthas floated out the door and said.