League of Legends Millennium Warlord

"Look, here's a yordle? Let me know, kid, who are you?"

In the long corridor of the ghost prison, the warden Thresh looked down at the black-faced dwarf he had never seen before in doubt. He owed a lot of life, and he didn't seem to owe anyone money?

"Ah, Skeleton, you are so annoying, does it matter who I am?"

Vigus walked in small steps on her own, the mutated black shadow stared wide-eyed, gritted her teeth at the sluggish Thresh behind her, as if to show that she was not easy to mess with.

Thresh patted his head, recognized the strength of the uninvited guest in front of him from the magical fluctuations hidden in the shadow, and gave up the idea of ​​doing anything.

Besides, judging from the breath of the black mist, the dwarf yordle and himself seem to be in the same group. He has been recognized by the black mist and is a native and legal resident of the Shadow Isle.

Maybe this is the next protagonist?

"There are a lot of weird guys on this island, but you are even weirder than them."

"Well, do you think you, a talking skeleton, have the stance to say that?"

The way Vigus didn't look back made Thresh give up the idea of ​​leaving. He turned around and followed the yordle. He wanted to know what the little dwarf who turned against customers was doing in his home.

"where are you going?"

"Find a place to sleep."

Vigus raised her right hand and patted her mouth to doze off. Thresh then raised her right hand to doze off. Halfway through the movement, she realized that she was a sleepless skeleton and joined in the fun.

"Why did you come here to sleep? Didn't the guard at the gate stop you? Or did you kill him?"

"What guard? Are you so annoying? Why are there 100,000? It's just a skeleton, why are there so many questions?"

Seeing that the yordle was impatient, Thresh shut his mouth and followed straight behind.

The sound of heavy footsteps came again, and the ghost scribe who was just about to fish was so frightened that his soul was almost annihilated. Like an employee who was seen by the boss, the scribe quickly picked up the bone pen and made a gesture of thinking about ghosts.

Glanced secretly at the person who came, the situation in front of him was a bit unexpected.

This time, not only the warden came back, but also a short yordle. The scribe couldn't react. He watched the yordle lying on the magic scroll supported by a strange black shadow, twisting comfortably. She twisted her buttocks and closed her eyes comfortably.

"It's okay, let her sleep, don't disturb her."

Thresh made a clear statement about the innocent look cast by the ghost scribe.

"Wait until she wakes up and record anything she does in prison, and notify me if she wants to leave."

Confirming that Sombra would not let him get close to the weird yordles, Thresh thought for a while and decided to leave.

In addition to completing his official work, he has other things to do.

Study the dilapidated fountain in the ancient tomb and the body of King Kamavia with the ancient magic sword inserted, enter the suppressed seal of Hylia to find the immortal skull inside, trade and communicate with the great lord of the underworld, Mordekaiser, Or doing his old job, maintaining evil weapons in the secret warehouse of the dungeon is a good way for him to spend time. No matter what kind of "entertainment" it is, it can strengthen the black mist and spread to other areas As a result, this is his secret game, and currently he is the only player with 'intelligence'.

Let more creatures and living people return to the black mist, and create a soul prison that belongs to him alone, which can be tortured and played with anytime and anywhere. This is the ultimate meaning of Thresh realizing his own value. Controlled by Mordekaiser's underworld magic, Thresh can only intervene rather than make decisions.

For Mordekaiser, the king of the underworld, Thresh can think of the most suitable win-win policy is to submit to the tyrannical king while achieving his own pursuit. The two do not conflict, especially after Mordekaiser has promised him to conquer the world. , Appoint him as the warden of the soul lock, and build him a soul prison that is even more magnificent than the Hailiya prison.

At that time, no matter whether it is a living person or a dead person, it will become the soul lamp oil in his soul lock lamp and become a part of his power.

Therefore, he doesn't mind working for Mordekaiser.

It's just that before establishing the eternal soul prison, he still has one more thing to do.

When he came to the gate of the prison, Thresh smiled and stared at the Destroyer who was prostrate on the ground, and in the fearful expression of the Destroyer, he threw out the hook lock.

A light green soul turned into a light spot and was pulled back by the hook, and it was put into the lantern. The body that lost its soul fell to the ground, and another green light spot slowly flew in, supporting the body of the Destroyer again.

"Do not disappoint me."

Kneeling silently on the ground, the new Destroyer bowed his head and silently swore allegiance until the Warden slowly left the Nether Prison.

Thresh's first stop was at the Fountain of Life—or the location of the Fountain of the Nether.

The terrain was getting lower and lower, and Thresh strolled leisurely on his own territory.

This is an ancient tomb that is older than the birth of Hailiya civilization. The former tree spirit of life relied on the spring of life in the pool to create all the beauty of Fuguang Island, and shared the vitality with human visitors, until a person who came from afar Uninvited guests broke through the gates of heaven with iron cavalry and blades, bringing death and ruin.

Of course, it also brought the most perfect opportunity.

Thresh smiled. Death and pain are more beautiful than life, he was sure.

The living dryad seemed to be affected by the curse too. Thresh knew that the dryad hid in the Twisted Forest, because it was the only place where there was only plant life, and any ghosts and demons would be attacked by the bark growler.

The Spider Cave, the Twisted Forest, and the large tomb area are the most dangerous places in Shadow Island other than Hylia's Vault and the Tomb of the Ancients. Even ghosts will be attacked.

Coming to the dark green Nether Spring, Thresh stared at the handsome dead body with an ancient magic sword stuck in the center of his chest, Thresh grinned, and then, the flaming eyes looked at the pool again naked woman,

Approaching the woman, I ran across the woman's uneven body with my phalanges, and after lingering inexorably, I stayed between the ravines,

Looking down at his lower half, the skeleton retracted his finger bones with some regret.

Although the woman died, her physical body did not degenerate. Instead, she retained the grace and beauty of her life. In fact, this soft and cold body satisfied most of Thresh's fantasies about women, and also allowed him to satisfy part of the vulgarity that should have disappeared long ago. desire.

As for the husband of the woman who is not far away,

Who cares what a dead man thinks?

"Foyego, it's just a clown being played by a woman, hehehehe~~~ I really want to know what kind of expression you will have if you know that your favorite princess is being played by me~"

This feeling of blasphemy seemed to have replaced the desire that a man should have, and Thresh put his bones on the princess again, lingering.

Recalling the anxious appearance of King Kamavia when he led the army of the Kamavia Kingdom, Thresh couldn't help laughing. In the end, the infatuated man got only the fatal sword of his beloved. Come on, there is nothing more ridiculous in the world than this.

Finally retracting the bone hand that could not grow, Thresh shook the lantern, and dozens of green light spots flew out of the lantern, sank into the Nether Spring, and disappeared.

The billowing black mist on the Nether Spring didn't seem to have changed, but Thresh was not discouraged, and just let out a sinister smile.

"If Lord Mordekaiser is right, Viego, sooner or later you will absorb enough ghost energy to be resurrected, and according to your obsession and obsession with Isurd, you will definitely try to resurrect Isurd again Queen De...

I have witnessed the betrayal and hatred of countless couples, Verego, you fool will never understand that the woman you love doesn't love you at all, the suffocating love you forcibly imposed has already aroused Queen Isurde's anger Resentment and disgust, how gentle she smiles, how much she hates you in her heart, this is why she was resurrected by you after death, but gave you a sword, if you don’t understand this, you will never really get you My princess, if she can kill you once, she can kill you a second time. "

Staring greedily at the emerald green Sword of the Ruined King, Thresh stretched out his right hand, and lightly touched the cross-shaped sword grid with his phalanx. The burning sensation of his soul made Thresh retract his right hand, and several people died instantly in the lantern. a soul.

The master is dead, but the guardian blade has never betrayed its master. This evil blade without self-awareness is more loyal than most mortals. In Thresh's view, this powerful and dilapidated sword is more suitable as a Foye Ge's wife, it's a pity that Foego doesn't understand this.

This time Thresh's tone was a little more jealous.

"Some people are born to own a kingdom, have loyal soldiers and generals, have a powerful magic sword, and even pull a woman on the street to be a groom in the name of love that night and a princess the next day , women have no room to refuse, because he is the king, the price of rejection is a consequence that the whole family cannot bear..."

Thresh stroked his lantern and lowered his skull.

"Some people are born conscientiously, guarding the tombs and prisons for decades, because of some insignificant gossip, decades of hard labor are erased, and all the hard work is rewarded. It is a lonely underground guard work, without sunshine all day long, only with the cold air and objects, not even seeing a living person, dedicating everything for others, in exchange for the disgust of everyone..."

"You won't understand, Viego, how can a king who has everything he needs understand the pain of a beggar who has nothing."

"As the Chosen One, you hold such a powerful kingdom and power, yet you ruined everything because of a woman... You are actually more pathetic than me. You might as well become Lord Mordekaiser's pawn and do your best for the Nether Legion to conquer the world." Make some contribution, and it can also add value to your miserable and meaningless life."

The work of the Nether Spring was completed, and Thresh took one last look at the two corpses on the Nether Spring, turned around and left the ancient tomb, and went to the second special location.

Under the [Haliya Star Trail Temple], there is an immortal skull sealed. After the Blessed Isle became the Shadow Island, this sealed place naturally became a place where Thresh could move freely.

Passing through the labyrinth-like dark corridors with numerous seals that have expired, Thresh came to the seal altar, knelt down respectfully, and buried his head on the ground. The skull had already hidden the lantern and chains that never left his hands. Hook sickle, just because the master he met didn't like the way he was looking for shit with a lantern.

In the words of the tyrant of the underworld, when the contact was made for the first time, if it weren't for the two worlds of Yin and Yang, the skeleton with the lantern would have been smashed to pieces by the tyrant.

"Master Mordekaiser, I have finished today's work, do you have any other instructions?"

At the same time, in the Nether Temple of the city of the underworld [Mittna Lachen], Mordekaiser, who was high on the throne, heard the call from the material realm. The tyrant who was proficient in black magic closed his eyes, and soon He understood that it was the Shadow Isle servant whom he had fancied who was actively contacting him.

The corner of Mordekaiser grinned, and he happened to have a task to entrust to his not-so-loyal but useful servant.

"My warden, I do have something for you to do."

"My lord, please speak."

Thresh listened to the majestic sound of the black and green huge skull covered with all kinds of black witchcraft and underworld runes.

"Viego and his queen Isolde are very useful tools that can play a huge role in the road to world conquest."

"Master Mordekaiser, what should I do?"

"After a while, I will send two servants to Shadow Isle as your assistants. You have three things to do,

The first thing is to make a [Soul Control Crown] with Fyego's crown, and put the soul control crown on Fyego's body again.

The second thing is that you will study soul magic together with my black wizard servant. I need you to decompose Ysolde's body and soul, and spread each decomposed soul to the entire material realm through the dark mist.

The third thing is to find a person named 'Lester'. He is on the mainland of Valoran and is the lord of the Emerald Land of Noxus. Find him and bring him to the Shadow Isle at all costs. My servant will know who he is, you just have to cooperate. "

Thresh raised his head, looked at the hideous and terrifying skull of the tyrant, and asked tentatively.

"Lord Mordekaiser, I don't quite understand your will. What is the purpose of dismantling Isolde's soul? How does this benefit your great plan?"

The altar was strangely silent for a moment, and the indifferent voice from the skull made Thresh tremble.

"Scum, do you want me to explain to you?"

The power of the law of Ou Chen's language caused the fire of the skull's soul to violently stir up, as if being drawn by the underworld, it was about to leave the body and go to an unknown realm in the next moment.

The skeleton began to tremble, the jaws made a 'da da da' collision sound, and Thresh knocked his head on the ground.

"Don't dare, Lord Mordekaiser please forgive me."

"After you have done your business, then bargain with me, Thresh, and don't let me down."

The terrifying sound went away, and the tyrant's immortal skull no longer shone with a strange green light, and gradually returned to calm.

Thresh stood up, bowed in fear and exited the altar, and picked up the chains and lamps that were placed at the door.

"Two envoys from the underworld are coming to Shadow Island... It seems that Lord Mordekaiser still doesn't trust me... Hehe, this is what a king should look like, not looking for life and death for a woman."

The skeleton arm grabbed a handful of soul light spots from the soul-locking lamp, and the screams and wailing echoed in the empty hall outside the altar. The finger bones closed, the light spots were annihilated, and the soul power of the skeleton shelf recovered. part.

Thresh finally felt better.

"In any case, before the messenger arrives, I'd better make some arrangements in advance."

Walking out of the Star Trail Temple, Thresh looked around, and pulled out two unlucky ghosts from the dark mist with a hook lock, and turned the ghosts into soul lights and put them back into the lantern.

The [Soul Collector] hovering near the temple saw the prey being robbed, and before he had time to get angry, the Soul Collector felt the breath of Thresh, and the extremely dangerous demon turned around slowly, and lowered himself in the direction of Thresh. The soul skull imprisoned in the thorn cage, under the tattered cloak are dozens of miniaturized human skulls, these human skulls together form the body of the soul collector, floating on the ground in the form of a skull tail.

All human skulls and souls killed by the Soul Collector will be permanently imprisoned in the body and become part of the Soul Collector's power.

At this moment, seeing the patriarch playing with the soul, the soul collector will take the initiative to offer the soul he has collected recently.

"No matter when, you must prepare for the worst, hehehe~~~"

More than half of the soul was collected from the open body of the soul collector, and the sound of Thresh's chains gradually faded away.

Dragging his weak body, the soul collector also disappeared into the dark mist, continuing to search for his prey.