"Ahem... Ahem..."

In a dense forest in the province of Baroo in central Ionia.

Yasuo gasped for breath and leaned against the trunk of the tree, looking exhausted.

"It's... What a feeling of loneliness..."

A few days after the temple was gone, he was wanted, and Ionia was rumoring that he had betrayed his companions.

Fortunately, Ionia went its own way, and no one from the province of Barou'e came to arrest him.

But now... Once his whereabouts are revealed, he will be surrounded by the rebels and the Shadow Stream.

A few days ago, he had already encountered it once.

But... He really didn't betray his companions ...

Yasuo clenched his fists with a melancholy on his face:

"It's not time to die yet..."

He did not betray his companion, but he wounded him with his own hands.

That feeling of watching his body lose control, he never wanted to experience again.

He was like a marionette, led by someone and slashed at his classmate's body with a sword.

At that time, he could only act as a bystander, and he couldn't even remind his companions.

"Wind Swordsmanship... Is it going to turn into real wind..."

Thinking of the subtle swordsmanship of his manipulator, Yasuo's mouth was self-deprecating.

Why, that man's Wind Kendo is even more superb than his...

It is as if the body of the incarnation and the wind is swimming among the enemies, the elegance and lightness are combined, and the light blade in the hand merges with the body.

A sword, a thought...

Rui Wen didn't even block it for 5 minutes in front of this wind-like swordsmanship, and she turned into a bloody person.

Yasuo had to admit that if he had controlled his body, he might not have reached that level.

"I'll find you and use the swordsmanship you demonstrated to kill you!"

He took a deep breath, pinned his katana to his waist again, and set out on the journey forward.

Now he just wants to find the real mastermind behind the scenes.

Only in this way can he clear his name.

Only in this way can he let go of his knot and kneel in front of his companion's grave to cut himself.

"Kai Yin... Rivien... Valmeu..."

Yasuo's deep voice grew smaller and smaller in the dense forest, and his figure slowly disappeared.

It's like a withered yellow leaf falling from a tree, and the moment he leaves the tree, the end is already doomed...

......

In the waters off Ionia, on a lonely island covered in black fog.

"So, what are you waiting for? Now is what you should do to enter Ionia at once. ”

From the island, the furious voice of Foyego was heard.

He could feel that the soul of the other half of Yin Sould was on some island in Ionia.

It's close... It's close...

It's so close, why don't you attack!

He glared at Atrius and Karma in front of him.

These two people are not under his control, and they are even too strong for him to control.

He swore that one day he would torture the souls of the two of them so that they would kneel in front of the resurrected Yin Soule and kowtow and admit their mistakes!

"Foyego!"

Rumble!!!

Atrius' spear slammed into the ground, and he said in a low voice:

"If you want to get on, just rush over it."

He had no intention of selling his strength to the one in the underworld, and if it weren't for the other party's threat, he wouldn't even obey him.

The sense of powerlessness without the support of forces behind him has been eroding his heart recently.

If there is someone behind him who can protect his former tribe, why should he serve the one in the underworld...

Everything he has experienced in the black fog recently has made him understand the limitations of going it alone.

No matter how strong a person's strength is, there will always be times when he can't scruple about it.

Some time ago, the girl who resisted him and Karma with the strength of one person, in the face of the continuous invasion of the black mist, was finally unable to resist a thousand armies by herself.

As the Black Mist expands, a steady stream of Wraiths continues to cause casualties among the Ionians.

Seeing the tireless army of the undead, Atrius shuddered.

In this case, it is impossible for him to protect his own tribe.

But now who can protect their tribe in this troubled time except themselves...

Atrius clenched his fists, somehow remembering the Star Spirit.

The former tribe was not valued by the Star Spirit, but if he paid the price, perhaps...

"We'll go with you, it's almost time!" Karma said in a cold tone suddenly.

Atridus glanced at her, understood that this was the meaning of the person behind her, and said the same:

"Foyego, I'll make a move."

"Good!"

Foyego took a deep breath, if it weren't for Yin Sulde, he would have wanted to fight the two in front of him right now.

But for the sake of Yonssoul, he knew he had to endure.

With a wave of his hand, the Wraith's legions assembled, and the black mist began to spread towards the north.

The direction in which the black fog spreads is exactly the direction of Ionian Philore.

The location of the other half of Yin Soul's soul, he can now clearly perceive... It's on the island of Filol at the moment.

"Yin Soul... I'll be here right now..."

He stroked the ruined king's sword in his hand, and Yinsult's soul was stored in the king's sword.

As long as the blade continues, Yin Sulde will not have any problems.

Glancing at the other three, Foyego flew into the air first, heading off into the distance.

Atris and Karma didn't hesitate and quickly followed.

......

The Aerospace Battleship was sailing on the surface of the sea at the moment, and it was not much away from Bilgewater Bay.

At this moment, Seraphine has regained her original appearance, and the excess energy in the ghost cloak has been consumed by her, and she has been able to retract her body.

However, with the blessing of the trip to Shadow Island, and her mind and will have taken a step further, the aura on her body has now converged a lot.

At this moment, there are only three people in the command room: her, Yin Lisi, and Grad.

She frowned slightly, and glanced at Ionia's method:

"Teacher, the black mist is expanding at an accelerated pace. The direction seems to be the location to the east of Ionia. ”

Since a trip to the Isle of Shadows, she has also gained some control over the Black Mist.

Although it was not yet possible to snatch control of the black mist when Foyego was manipulating, any move of the black mist now could not hide her perception.

Even this perception could not be detected by Foyego, who could only use brute force.

"Whether we can break through the shackles depends on this time." Greed spoke.

"Shackles?!"

Seraphine was slightly stunned, and suddenly said:

"Britz, call up the map between Ionia and the Isle of Shadows!"

"Roger!"

The charts of the two places appeared on the screen in the central control room, and Seraphine carefully compared the perception of the black fog, and finally opened her eyes suddenly:

"There can be no mistake... The direction of the expansion of the black fog is the island of Filore! ”

She knew the island, the place where Lady Sindra had been sealed, and where the teacher's fief was...

"Ms. Sindra..."

Seraphine muttered the name of her other teacher and silently sent her blessing in her heart.