He Comes From the Void

The beeping sound that continuously injected power disappeared, and the shaking in the spiritual field also stopped.

Soul Eater froze in place, not strong enough to ignore the side effects of the bell like Karthus and Thresh.

Although he was puzzled, Vladimir did not give up this great opportunity. Just a few seconds ago, this huge undead wanted to devour him.

The undead smashed several holes in the wall of the basement with his thick arms, sawdust flying to expose the bedrock of the island, and the stairs back to the dining room were also smashed, he was in the main hall of the basement dealing with the Soul Eater, His velvet robe was almost torn...

But now the other party has revealed such a big flaw...

Spikes of blood pierced the Soul Eater several times, and the souls of the ghosts shattered their bodies, turned into black smoke and returned to the black mist in the sky, giving birth to the origin of the curse that fueled the desire to eat, and joined the next reincarnation.

Vladimir looked at the dining room through the hole in the ceiling. In the chaos, the sailors who died tragically under the hands of the undead also became accomplices. The small space was filled with many stiff dead souls, and there were already moving, dead bones. His fingers moved slightly, and his festering jaws subconsciously clenched together to make a hissing sound.

If you go up now, there will definitely be a big battle, and getting too close to the few remaining survivors will also attract the attention of the two powerful dead outside.

Vakul is dead, and now there is no one to help him carry the secret treasure. He should first go to the secret vault to find a few things to defend himself, and then lock the secret vault, wait for this sudden disaster to pass, and then let the sponsor send people from Noxus to assist him.

When his bloody eyes looked down through the broken planks of the basement, he saw two humanoid monsters guarding the opened black steel secret vault.

They didn't look powerful, but the aura on their bodies made Vladimir couldn't help but think of his ancient masters, those fallen demigods who claimed to be the terminators of the world.

Even though the body he used had been changed for dozens of generations, he still clearly felt the pain of being dominated by the first physical body after a thousand years, and his blood seemed to boil.

And the aura in front of him was purer than those of the butchers, which made him feel fear from the depths of his soul, trembling and crumbling.

His body dissolved, and pools of boiling blood gushed out. The blood quickly cooled down and fell on top of the Blacksteel Vault.

On a messy battlefield, a puddle of blood would not appear abrupt.

Hide, hide.

Forbearance has always been his strong point. He used forbearance to kill the god-like master at the beginning, and he has been reborn ever since.

...

Kokosk's terrified screams were heard upstairs, and Vladimir watched her step up the stairs full of concern.

"Be careful."

Vladimir's concern is really magical. It has been a long time since a handsome young man has cared about her life, and Fayette found herself smiling back unconsciously.

The Noxus merchant looked at the unconscious Fayette with a smile, reached out and patted her cheek.

This sudden contact changed the wonderful dream, and the tactile sensation turned the beauty in front of me into something creepy.

Suddenly, that polite nobleman turned into a ferocious howling demon, a demon in human skin. His eyes gleamed red like rubies, and his mouth wore a perpetual smile.

Then she opened her eyes and fled the nightmare.

The face in front of her made her feel a little more at ease, but then she became wary again.

"Chorella? Are you finally willing to come out?"

There was a sharp pain from the impact in her body, but her mind was still in a muddy state and it was difficult to turn around. She didn't know why she had such a dream, but she was sure that she must have passed the age of Huaichun, that Noxian nobleman was weird.

"Open the secret vault, I want to get my things back!" Cholera's face showed steely determination.

"The key was stolen, didn't you take it?" When Fayette was mentioned, he became angry, sat up all of a sudden, and looked at Cholera ferociously.

"If I take it, do you still need to open the secret vault?" Cholera stared back, not to be outdone, when Fayette saw a puppet in her hand.

A very ordinary doll, a doll just tied out of cloth, not at all like an evil ancient relic.

She came back into the room just to do this? Fayette couldn't figure it out.

"How did you pass out in the stairwell?" Chollella asked.

Then Fayette suddenly remembered why he fell into a coma, and flew into a rage.

"Gawen, he..."

The two stepped on the stairs to the dining room. There were no ghosts here, and the dead sailors collapsed on the ground and on the bar.

Priestess Saba stood alone in the middle of the room, sweating profusely, her gray hair plastered to her forehead, looking mad.

She killed the undead while they froze, and more than half of them rose from the corpses on the ground, and her apprentice was among them.

It was driving her crazy.

Seeing two living people walking down the stairs, Saba's eyes widened, and more whites appeared around the pupils, whether it was because of excitement or fear.

"Wizard!" Saba spoke, but her voice seemed to have exhausted all her strength, panting intermittently.

"What did you say?"

Swallowing a big mouthful of climate, Saba supported her aching ribs and said, "The wizard is Gavin! He tied up the ship with dark magic, caused a commotion and killed the sailors, and he wants to make all of us Die here!"

"No." Even though Cholera said it in a low voice, Fayette still heard it.

I don't know if it's the aftereffect of falling down the stairs. Now she has a headache and can't gather her energy to think at all.

She didn't know who to trust, it was true that Gawyn had attacked her out of the blue, but could years of friendship be faked so real?

"Where's Gavin?" Fayette clenched his fists, with a fire in his heart.

The undead outside had nothing to do with her, she had to figure out if she had misjudged someone.

The three of them arrived at the bar, and they could see the situation in the basement through the disappearing floor.

She was stunned by the scene in front of her. The messy basement seemed to have suffered a war. The heavy black steel vault was smashed onto the beach, and Gawen lay down in the pool of blood, his chest heaving weakly, lingering on his last breath.

Fayette was furious, and she immediately jumped down, came to the gray-haired middle-aged man, and knelt down to check his injuries.

There are terrible wounds all over his body, and most of his life has flowed away with blood.

As if there is something to explain before dying.

"What's going on here?" Fayette's anger was suddenly extinguished without a trace, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on it.

"I feel the link between him and the spiritual realm!" Before Gavin could answer, Saba jumped down and grabbed his collar and forced him to sit up: "A twisted and dark link!"