In the black heart of the Isle of Shadows, a yodeler wanders lonely in a ghostly mist.

No, no, no, it's not exactly what she says is withdrawn, melancholy, gloomy, it's a gloomy little world she's created for herself, far from the disgusting cheerful atmosphere of the "normal" world.

Vegas, immerse yourself in it.

A powerful black shadow followed her, and though there was no smile on her face, anyone could tell from the arrogant pace that she was at peace in the gloomy misery and endless wails.

It was noon on the island, and Vigust had just woken up from her night's sleep.

"Alas, nothingness, dead silence, silence... It's such a happy day————"

She stretched out a feeble lazy waist, dragging out a mournful, long tail.

Today, the fog on the island is unusually thick, and the black fog covers the entire Shadow Isle, creating a dull atmosphere that fits perfectly with Vegas.

This kind of deathly place is simply her paradise.

The feeling of being unhappy simply made her so happy!

"Don't bother me, Shadow, can you leave me alone for a few minutes."

Behind her, Vex heard her shadow calling.

"Well, well, you want to play again?" Vex sighed.

The temperature around it plummeted, and the chill was pressing.

A terrifying green glow erupted from the thick black mist, and the wraiths surrounded Vex and her bed, the screams and roars of the wraiths converging into a creepy chorus.

Anyone who encounters this scene in front of them will be scared and fainted immediately, but this is what Vex enjoys the most.

She threw up her long sleeves, cupped her cheeks, and watched the corpse-green light dangle in front of her eyes with a sad face.

She could feel that the army of ghosts was looking forward to it, and she could mingle with them with some interest on such a gloomy day.

"Well——, okay, then I'll play with you, but this time it's time for the gravedigger to change."

Behind her, however, Vex heard the shadows volunteering.

"Black Shadow, if you're going to be a gravedigger, that means I'm going to be a gravedigger too." Vex repeated.

And beneath her, the shadow looked at her with a pitiful, pleading look.

"Ah, whatever, anyway, this thing is stupid to die from beginning to end, it's better for me and the Black Shadow to be the gravediggers, the others, die quickly."

The dark shadow covered his eyes with his hands and began to count from one to hundred, and the hordes of ghosts scattered in all directions, searching for shelter among the boulders and ruins.

At this moment, there was a "swish".

A meteor glowing golden in the dark green pierced the black fog of the Shadow Isle.

Vex raised her head wistfully, looked at the meteor with its long tail, and frowned unpleasantly:

"Damn, why did the Lord of the Black Mist wake up, and it's lively here. Hmph—"

The breath in that meteor made her feel very uncomfortable, well... A man of strong will.

Such a person can't pee in the same pot with her.

"Oh, it's annoying..."

Vex dragged her long sleeves, as if she had lost her playfulness, and lay lazily on the ground.

At the same time, the underground space in the middle of the Shadow Isle.

Boom!

The dark green spear plunged into the ground, and two figures, a man and a woman, walked out of it.

These two figures are none other than Atreus and Karma, who arrived from the Ionian continent.

"Welcome to the Isle of Shadows, two!"

A dark voice with a sneer suddenly sounded from the thick black mist.

Suddenly, corpse-green flames suddenly appeared, and a skull head filled with green flames appeared.

Immediately afterward, its dark body glowing with green fire followed, its slender body and the glowing green candle in its hand.

"You're one of his people?"

Atrius had a hoarse voice and a dark expression.

He still retains his will, he can perceive everything he does, and even he controls what he says and what he thinks.

Sadly, it was as if he had been cursed in some way. Even if the will is strong, he still can't control his body.

The being from the underworld easily controlled his body, leaving him to watch himself do something disgusting.

Before coming to Shadow Island, he watched as he slaughtered an entire island with a spear that had turned dark green in his hand.

Extreme Soul Chaos

Listening to the wails of those innocent people, his heart was full of torment.

He even wondered if his existence was a mistake.

"Truly... Atris, Karma. Have you already felt the power of that man? ”

The hammerstone in the deep green flames continued to rumble with the sound of seeping, and when he spoke, the entire black mist seemed to tremble.

"Hmph, no matter how strong his strength is, he is just a disgusting worm hiding in the shadows." Atrius said coldly.

The man who controlled him seemed to him even more disgusting than the Star Spirit.

In any case, what the Star Spirit did could be said to be for the Runeterra.

And he is just doing all kinds of evil for his own selfish desires, cruel and wicked.

Hammerstone didn't answer, but just let out a weird laugh:

"The black mist will eventually spread throughout the Runeterras, Atreus, we just need to wait quietly for the new era to arrive."

"Humph!"

Atridus snorted.

Although his body is not controlled, he still disdains this kind of garbage in the gutter.

“sana... xuenaf！ ”

Suddenly, Karma's godless eyes lit up, and he whispered some kind of language.

This language is different from the ancient Sanskrit that was previously spoken in the land of the newborn, but is a language full of death.

At hearing this, the hatred on Atrice's face grew even greater.

It was this voice, the damn babble that took control of his body away.

"What is this talking about?" Atridus said hatefully.

"How wonderful it is that the language of Ochen, which is only spoken in the kingdom of death." The hoarse and pleasant voice of Hammerstone explains the origin of this sound.

Atrion snorted disdainfully, also knowing that the person behind it was using Karma to convey some information.

Hammerstone didn't mind Atris's demeanor or movements, and said in a cheerful voice, "That great being is not satisfied with the work of Foyego, he needs your help. ”

"He can manipulate my body to do it, and I will never give in!" Atrius said coldly.

"It's not up to you, Atrice!" Hammerstone said with a smile, "The black fog can spread west to Bilgewater, or it can spread east to Giant God Peak. ”

"You dare!" Atrice's eyes glistened with rage.

"That's a foolish question, isn't it?"

Hammerstone shook the ghost flame candle in his hand, and the black fog seemed to be slowly changing, with a tendency to drift eastward.

Seeing this scene, Atris was stunned, but he also understood his current situation.

Just now, he had regained control of his body, and he wanted to pierce the disgusting creature in front of him with a gun.

But he... Hesitated.

At the foot of the Giant God Peak was his former tribe, and he had sworn to protect it.

Star spirits, not to be counted on.

If you can guard it... What does it matter if you fall into darkness?

Anyway... The star spirits they had always believed in had long since given up there...

Atrius was startled by his bold idea, but the anger seemed to have subsided.

His cold eyes looked directly at Hammerstone, and he asked in a cold tone:

"What do I need to do?"

The powerful being preferred to do it on his own rather than to manipulate him all the time.

This is not the temperament of a domineering person, maybe it is difficult to control, or maybe it is to let him slowly fall into darkness...

It's a pity that he doesn't have a choice.

“sanasie...”

Karma uttered a long list of cold sentences again.

Hammerstone stood aside and dutifully translated: "Go to Ionia and let the black fog spread as fast as possible!" ”

"Ionia? I understand. ”

Atrius couldn't bear it, but he complied.

Somehow, when I heard that they were going to spread the black mist to Ionia, I was relieved.

At least... Ionia is not too weak...

I only hope that the Star Spirit and the so-called Empire can solve that person as soon as possible and as soon as possible...

But after a while, the golden-green meteor cut through the sky again.

And this time, they were wrapped in the black mist and left, spreading in the opposite direction to Foyego's expansion.

It is believed that in the near future, the land of the newborn will usher in a catastrophe.

Seeing the black mist surging, Vegas, who had just been lying down for a long time, sat up:

"Ahh How wonderful. I wish the black fog would spread faster... Come on! ”

She said the words 'come on' in her mouth, but her tone was still as sad as ever.

However, in the midst of the black mist, her body also had a magical fluctuation. Boosted by this fluctuation, the black fog that filled the direction of Ionia became more rapid.

On the sea not far from Bilgewater, Foyego was surrounded by black fog and spread at great speed in the direction of Bilgewater.

As if sensing the changes in the Shadow Island, Foyego's actions paused slightly, but there was a hint of joy on his face:

"Isold... I'll find you in a faster way... Soon! Soon! I can feel... You're also approaching like me. ”

He was unusually satisfied with Vex's initiative to let the black mist spread.

He could feel Isolde's soul split in two, one slowly approaching him.

And the location of the other part is the direction of Ionia.

When he finds Isolde, he will reward Vex well... Well, it's an honor for her to be by Isolde's side all the time, and to be able to see the scenes of his and Isolde's love every day!

Soon! It's almost there!

Foyego clenched the Sword of the Ruined King in his hand, his eyes flashing with a strong ghostly light, and the speed at which the black mist spread was a few points faster.

Blue Flame Islands.

The docking of the space warship caused quite a stir, but the locals who had various sea beast totems emblazoned on their bodies quickly retracted their surprise when they saw the flag of Noxus.

They only live in the Birgewater area, but have also heard of the noxus famous.

In a region of strength and tradition, people know that there are two things that must not be provoked.

Naga Capolos and Noxus.

Naga Capolos is the deity of the Bajou people, the indigenous people who live in the Birgewater region. Not only them, but most of the people who live here believe in Naga Kapolos.

Anyone who has traveled across the ocean knows to be in awe of this azure region of opportunity and death.

And the best way to revere is to worship the gods of the sea.

Aside from Naga Kapolos, only Noxus is the least to provoke.

Even if she provokes the current pirate empress, it will only cause a fire fight at most, and then she will be buried in the sea amid cannon fire and scimitars.

But provoked Noxus... That would be a disaster...

Not all those who have offended Noxus will die, only those who are less guilty can be painfully given death.

On the contrary, the Noxians will be merciful and responsible for the rest of your life.

If you yearn for freedom, they will arrange endless labor for you, and if you don't, you will be tortured.

If you crave money, they'll put you in a place of luxury and pleasure and watch the rest of the people get drunk on money. And you, on the other hand, are just one of the poor slaves.

For Biltover, the deprivation of liberty and faith is far more frightening than death.

So they were more afraid of Noxus than Lady Piltworth with money, or at most a pirate who was no more than death.

It's a realization that life is worse than death...

Countless pioneers have used their blood and tears to shape the majesty of the Noxian Empire.

No matter how powerful those people are, they will be easily defeated by Noxus.

I can't survive, I can't die...

So whatever Noxus did, or what they had, it wasn't too surprising.

To their surprise and horror, it was the very fact that the flag of the Empire appeared in Bilgewater.

Imperial... Here it comes!

The chaos on the docks didn't dampen Seraphine's interest, and she disembarked early with her teacher to walk on the hot and humid island.

She looked curiously at the surrounding vendors, all dressed as Bajou. He wears a sea monster hood on his face, tattoos of various sea beasts on his body, and a skeletal scepter that looks like an ancient magic weapon in his hand.

Of course, not everyone can wield a skeletal scepter, and most ordinary Bajou people only have a steel fork in their hands, which is their mark as sea hunters.

The stalls of these vendors are filled with sea monster organs of different colors.

Eyes bigger than a millstone, hearts full of barbs, live fish with blue blood, eight octopuses with different colors of tentacles...

All kinds of magical sales, see Seraphine dazzled.

There were many things she hadn't seen before, and almost all of them were Bilgewater specialties. If it weren't for the fishy smell and stench of sea beasts, it might have been a place that fascinated her.

Especially the people here... The voice of the heart is very special!

Many Baju people put their sea animal organs on their stalls, not to make money to improve their poor families.

On the contrary... They regard the proceeds of sea hunting as a kind of glory, and those are almost all not for sale, and they only show the great things they have done on the stalls.

In Bilgewater, sea hunters are the most respected professions.

Seraphine looked around, full of interest, occasionally talking to Grad beside her, showing a sudden expression from time to time.