Two shockwaves from Fukuko Island have turned the once vibrant island into a place of evil infested with curses.

Countless dormant corrupted souls melted into the endless black mist of soul erosion, and the weak souls were assimilated by the black mist and began to mechanically repeat what they had done in their lifetimes.

Powerful souls who have returned to reality retain most of their personality and desires, but have become more brutal and become apex predators, hunting down the weak, living and dead, for all eternity.

Somewhere in Helia, a ghostly light appeared, the earth cracked, everything around it lost gravity, and a figure wearing the worn robes of the Hammerstone Supervisor suddenly appeared in the broken square where countless messy debris floated in the air.

He was ethereal, his body emitted green light, he lost his flesh, and his skeleton face was hideous and terrifying, and his jagged teeth were densely packed with cracked mouths, and he felt like a ghost rider.

This guy with a very different appearance from other cursed undead is none other than Ellock Greer, who has long since died at the hands of the Darkspawn Tarosh.

The dilapidated black mist will shape the appearance of the revenant according to the nature of the soul.

And the darkness in the depths of Greel's soul has been completely revealed, and it cannot be hidden.

"Strange feeling." Grell looked down in amazement at his hands that had been reshaped into terrifying claws, "I remember...... Am I not dead? ”

Grell looked around and looked at the extraordinary beauty and strangeness of Helia's landscape to him.

When he saw the distorted and unwitting performance of those dead souls, Grell was thoughtful.

Then, with a wave of his hand, a soul lamp that resembled a lantern from his lifetime, but with a frame entirely made of bone, appeared in his left hand.

Then, a gleaming chain appeared out of thin air, a hook that connected to the top of the lantern, and the other end appeared in Greel's right hand, extending the sharp scythe hook he had used in his lifetime.

Grell lifted the lantern, and an unintelligent soul close to him seemed to have fallen into the black hole horizon, unable to escape the traction of the soul-locking lantern, turning into a ball of light less than the size of a palm, and submerged into the soul light.

Looking into the lantern, Grell could hear the screams of the soul that had just been sucked in, and he couldn't help but look up and laugh.

"Ah, this wonderful pain~~ What a poor lonely ghost."

Grell turned to look at more wandering lost souls, a cruel grin on the skeleton's face.

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The knights of the Iron Order have returned to reality, and some of them have combined with the war horses under their crotch to become terrifying monsters with human bodies.

The other part of the knights who did not ride a horse before their death called in their partners who fought side by side with them before their deaths, and their appearance was quite normal.

And Hecarim, who was blown into blood clots by Ruiz's magic, was among them.

It's just that compared to the original state of the world's informant, because he didn't get on the horse before he died, he has completely changed his appearance now, but the hideous and terrifying bloody mouth armor and the skeletal face with the sharp horns of the scimitar pierced from his forehead are still there, completely revealing the darkness in his heart.

Hecarim whistled, and the majestic ghost horse appeared directly beside him.

Climbing on the war horse, he held his right hand weakly, and the curved blade halberd was generated out of thin air.

Then, Hecarim clenched his arms on the handle and swung wildly above his head like a rampage, making a sharp sound that broke through the air.

"Iron Regiment, assemble!"

Hecarim screamed at the knights, most of whom had not regained much of their senses.

At the order of the general, hundreds, knights of various terrifying appearances quickly gathered behind him.

"Iron Regiment, go! Our war never ends! ”

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What happened to Grell and Hecarim happened to various places on Fukuko Island as well.

The corrupted Kamavia dragons, the long-dead scribes, the strong-willed Spins, and the Mistwalkers who cry forever, wander the black fog and suffer eternal torment.

Although the vast majority of the inhabitants of Hailia and Fuguang Island have been evacuated, the boundary between the physical and spiritual realms has been destroyed, and countless souls have died for hundreds of years and slept in the spiritual realm, far exceeding the innumerable population of the island.

Ruiz had already begun to twist and turn, leading the charging Callista and Hecarim away from the most dangerous of Halia, to the port at the end of the evacuation route on the other side of the island.

The captain of the Swordhawk, Venix, is still holding out offshore, at the request of Sergeant Vivas, who follows Callista.

The Mistwalkers who roamed the cursed black fog and attempted to cross the sea to attack ships were all wiped out by Gendakaya, Piot, Ayla, and Tyrus using sacred stone weapons.

Seeing the hope of escaping, Ruiz poured water of life, gritted his teeth and cast another warp leap, teleporting the three of them to the Sword Eagle.

Subsequently, due to excessive mental overdraft, he collapsed directly on the deck and passed out.

Jindakaya and Ayla put him in the cabin to rest.

"Guys, we're set sail!"

Venix shouted, and the Shu soldiers, who were also sailors, quickly worked together to raise the sails, and the Sword Eagle slowly sailed away from the ruined island that had completely lost its former appearance.

Callista looked back at the black mist of the dead spirits, and couldn't help but feel sad about the death of the rabbit and the fox.

But soon, she suddenly realized a problem, and turned her head sharply to look at Tyrus, who had an equally sad expression: "What about Josh?" Didn't he come back?! ”

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In the empty and misty chaotic space, a blue arcane light dispelled the shadows.

Josh's consciousness returned to his body, and he looked around him as if there was no rest in space, and he couldn't help but be shocked, "What kind of place is this?!" ”

[I told you a long time ago that it is very risky to transform oneself into arcane particles by drawing arcane runes and teleporting them at fixed points in the spiritual realm. 】

Lunicia sighed, [It seems that during your teleportation, a devastating force exploded, affecting the spiritual realm and arcane particles, so you were teleported to an unknown realm. 】

Josh's eyes widened, "This...... It can't be teleported to the Void, right? ”

The amber pupils above the Dance of Death flipped up, [Do you think we can still communicate safely here in the Void?] 】

Or maybe you've traveled to a parallel universe?

Josh secretly pondered.

You know, the world view of League of Legends is an "all-round" multiverse, and there is also a multiverse under the multiverse.

At least according to the worldview setting, even the real world where the Earth is located is covered by this multiverse.

Of course, Josh didn't share this idea with Lunicia for the time being.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, because doing so will certainly reveal some secrets.

"But this place is obviously not the real world." Josh muffled.

After a brief moment of nervousness, he quickly calmed down, regained his composure, and observed his surroundings.

Josh didn't feel any oxygen or matter here.

But the strange thing is that even if he doesn't use transcendent power to form a magical internal circulation to maintain his vitality after being free from oxygen, in this chaotic space, Josh doesn't need any normal breathing.

It was as if he was imprisoned in a certain moment, and time did not advance or turn back.

And this is not brought about by the transformation of the body of the world rune, it is purely because this place has an unknown peculiarity.

"Do you feel special here?" Josh asked.

[Of course!] But don't be nervous, I vaguely feel the aura of some element, proving that this place should not be out of the Runeterra. 】

"I feel it too." Josh frowned, "But it doesn't seem like any of the natural elements known in the elemental magic of reality. ”

Soon, a record of a discussion with the Vasani patriarch Kurt had occurred in his mind more than two thousand years ago, when the elemental mage of Acacia, Kiran, had visited Helia.

Time is also an element that can be manipulated and touched by humans.

Josh converts arcane energy into elemental magic, which is used to channel the misty and faintly visible blue-white mist around him.

Sure enough, under the pull of elemental magic, the mist quickly gathered and swirled around Josh.

Seeing this, Lunicia couldn't help but fall into deep thought, [I...... It seems that this element has been seen somewhere. 】

After being silent for a long time, she muttered again: "Hell, I have read the classics and learned so much from the scholars, why can't I remember what this is......]

Before Runicia could finish speaking, Josh reminded, "Could it be 'time'?" ”

【Time...... Time ......] Runicia muttered several times, "Yes! I remember, it's time! 】

Lunicia mouth snapped.

But the next moment, her tone instantly collapsed, and she scolded: [Damn! We won't be trapped in time! 】

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If nothing else, then no accident.

This week should be able to advance to the fourth round of recommendations, Sanjiang I don't dare to think about it, it may be on the shelves next week.

If you don't make the cut, it might be this week. I hope to beat the same period (°ー°〃)