League of Legends Millennium Warlord

The outside was not a place for talking. Under the guidance of O'Connor, the group walked into the tavern on the third floor in a secluded area and booked three rooms. Sisters Syndra and Kindred took the initiative to go back to the room to rest, while Lester supported them. A tearful O'Connor sat at the wine table, lit a few candles, and ordered some food and wine.

In the candlelight, the wine flows like silk and amber, and the glass cup reflects the golden light, dispelling the haze of the land of the dead and warming people's hearts.

Passing the glass to the flattered O'Connor, Lester picked up a glass himself, his voice was very strong and yet seemed very light.

“The golden rum brewed from the refined sugar cane produced in the Knockmooch Plain is as clear as amber, and the cup is as heavy as gold...

O'Connor, the Emerald Territory has never forgotten your efforts. On behalf of the people of Runeterra, I would like to say thank you. Your perseverance has kept people away from horrific death. Respect [O'Connor, the Sword of Light], and respect the darkness. The Destroyer [Light Sentinel]. "

"Thank you Lord Lester, this is what we should do."

The two drank their first glass of wine, and Lester smiled and shook his head.

"Wrong, no one is born to give, and merit should be praised.

If the firewood collector is not remembered, light should not be born, because others do not deserve to enjoy the warmth brought by the fire. It is better to freeze to death in the cold wilderness and let the dirty souls associate with wild beasts.

O'Connor, all I can do for you is what I did during my lifetime, and my name will be known after my death. "

Before death, wine in St. Leicester,

Posthumous name, Aslet's Sword Monument,

Live and enjoy life, die and live forever.

Some people say that there are only two things a real man has to do in his life: fight with men and fight with women.

It's different in Shadow Island. Not only do you have to fight men and women, but you also have to fight ghosts, who are more real men than real men.

"You are right. It is precisely because adults are watching us, the marginalized people outside the world, that we can unite and fight together. Life is too short, and there are too few scenery in Shadow Island. For us, there is only Can remember three things.”

"whats the matter?"

"Put the sword into the body of the ghost, the sword into the body of the woman, the sword into your own grave."

"Comprehensive understanding."

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

"Speaking of which, is Master Lester here to do something? If there is anything I can do to help, please feel free to give me your instructions."

After drinking for three rounds, we finally got down to business.

"A gravedigger who fights against ghosts and dead souls. He has a sharp shovel and a shining holy bottle hanging on his chest. Do you have any news about him?"

After lowering his head and thinking for a moment, O'Connor looked a little solemn.

"The gravedigger with the shovel... If I guess correctly, you should be talking about the soul shepherd in the large tomb area. It may not be easy to see him now."

"How to say?"

With a sigh, O'Connor whispered.

"Because the brothers of the Sentinel of Light have been expelled from the Great Tomb Area by him more than once, you should know that in addition to eliminating the threat of evil spirits, we also have the task of excavating the ruins and secret vaults of Blessing Island.

The large tomb area is the top priority of our exploration. The first few times were fine, but later we quietly sent people in, and the soul shepherds would beat them up, knock them out, and throw them out.

Now there are ghosts all over the place. If you go in and out, you're lucky if you don't die.

We also tried to communicate with the Shepherd, but unfortunately he never spoke, and he looked like a ghost and had an inhuman face. He seemed to be tired of our communication and stopped showing up.

Nowadays, the ghosts under the control of the Shepherds have spread all over the Great Tomb Area. These ghosts are extremely difficult to deal with. Since we don’t want to become real enemies with the Shepherds, we can only give up the exploration of the Great Tomb Area for the time being. "

"So that's it. So what's the situation in the Twisted Jungle now? Is there any trace of the Twisted Tree Spirit?"

After a pause, O'Connor's eyes were in a trance.

"The Twisted Jungle is home to many terrible ghosts, now spread across the land, all filled with hatred.

Everything stems from the change fifteen years ago.

Fifteen years ago, there was a terrible battle in the Twisted Jungle. We sent an elite sentry to investigate. Among the countless sword marks and gun marks, our people only found some of the remains left by the tree spirits. Broken tree roots, since then, the Twisted Tree Spirit has disappeared. Without the suppression of the Twisted Tree Spirit, the Twisted Jungle has completely become a paradise for the dead. "

At this moment, the old man's eyes were no longer cloudy, and his eyes reflected the swordsman's awe-inspiring cold light.

"Even with our current strength, we cannot conquer that endless land without the courage and determination to break the boat. Of course, if you need us, we will definitely destroy the Twisted Jungle for this purpose."

Responding to the old man's gaze, Lester had no doubt that the swordsman in front of him was willing to sacrifice his life for his own will, and he would never betray such trust.

"There is no need to explore the Twisted Jungle for the time being. This time I plan to go to the large burial area and try to find the Soul Shepherd."

"Do we need to dispatch the army?"

Lester shook his head.

"We are not going to war with the Soul Shepherds. There is no need to mobilize troops like this. I have already chosen my followers. If there is anything you need, I will let you know."

The candle flame was about to die out, but it suddenly shone brightly again, just like the hope that continued in the abyss.

There is no distinction between day and night on the Shadow Island. In the brightest day, you can only see your fingers when you stretch out your hand. Now it is even more dark when you open your eyes.

In the not-so-spacious room, there are a few candles, and the memories transcend time and space, telling the story of the swordsman's life's rise and fall.

That night, Syndra tossed and turned, Mirror Claw sat quietly at the table, and Yuwei fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps were heard outside Mirror Claw and Yuwei's room.

Mirrorclaw stood up, opened the door, and welcomed the man smelling of alcohol in. He glanced at Syndra's room and closed the wooden door lightly.

Glancing at Yuwei, who was sleeping in an extremely inelegant posture, Lester picked up the small and delicate mirror claws, buried his head in the girl's silver-gray hair and sniffed,

The girl was like a doll and allowed to be manipulated by him. The fragrance like lilies made Lester's thoughts sink even more. This was a completely different feeling from that of a fluffy sheep. It made people feel love and pity, but also wanted to smash it to pieces and destroy this excessive feeling. Perfect sophistication.

The violence originating from the depths of human nature dissipated in an instant. The man lowered his voice and kissed the girl's lips gently, with utmost tenderness.

"After waiting for so long, you knew I would come to find you?"

"Well, you're going to come to me and ask me about Thane."

"I can't hide anything from you, little sheep, why are you so smart?"

Lester sat on the chair holding the mirror claw, and put the mirror claw on his lap facing him. Their eyes met, but he heard the movement from the bed.

The two people's voices were neither too loud nor too quiet, and it was natural for them to wake up Yuwei. However, Yuwei turned over and spread his legs to continue sleeping.

"She is very sleepy and can't wake up."

The cold and ethereal voice of Mirror Claw burned away the last trace of Leicester's sanity. The frantic hunter caught the pure lamb next to the sleeping she-wolf, and slowly peeled off the sheep's skin. In the mist of the lamb like sea waves, Savoring the taste of prey inch by inch.

The hunter harvested the proof of conquest from the same lamb for the second time. Two hours later, the satisfied hunter had finished the lamb.

Compared with before, Mirror Claw's red little face had a look of laziness. Judging from the result, it looked like a sheep had set a trap and ate the self-righteous hunter.

It is worth mentioning that the wolf is still sleeping.

"Little Yang, I brought Thain here according to your words. Tell me, what should I do next?"

Curling up in Lester's arms, Mirror Claw spoke softly.

"I once told you that the Mother of Masks will select powerful souls and mark them so that the souls will be stronger after Styx returns.

I didn't tell you that in this process, the Mother of Masks will not deal with those incomplete powerful souls. Any defects will cause the soul to split and all the previous efforts will be wasted.

Thain's soul has not completely returned to the River Styx. The remaining part of the soul in the body can be used as a mark in the material realm, and the part of the soul that has been returned to the River Styx can be recalled to the body.

Before Blessed Island fell, Hylia's mage built a soul-inducing tower. As long as Thain was brought to the soul-inducing tower, and through the Hylia Soul-inducing Spell, Thain could be resurrected...

The Mother of Masks will not stop such behavior. To her, as long as she can replenish her soul and protect the River Styx and reincarnation, it doesn't matter even if she desecrates death. "

Mirror Claw did not reveal that part of the authority belonging to the Mother of Masks had been stolen, but Lester considered that the secret of Karma's reincarnation might be related to this.

Playing with the soft little hands of the mirror claw, Lester whispered.

"This is the real reason why you are disappointed with the Mother of Masks."

Mirror Claw didn't speak, just looked down at the big hand that held the small hand.

"Anyway, thank you for the information."

"You don't blame me for telling you the truth now?"

"No, for me, any kindness you have is a supreme gift worthy of pity."

Holding Mirror Claw tightly, Lester's voice echoed in the girl's beating heart.

"I just hope that in my arms, you won't be sad."

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After adjusting the clothes and confirming that everything was correct, Mirror Claw pinched Yuwei's nose expressionlessly, and then gently released it.

"Wolf, wake up."

"Woooooo~ What are you doing?"

Stretching, Yuwei raised his head and glanced at the dark window, looking at Mirror Claw who woke himself up early with some dissatisfaction.

"It's not even bright yet, and Lester isn't in a hurry. Why are you so anxious to wake me up?"

"Dong dong dong~ Ladies, get up and get ready for breakfast."

As soon as Yuwei finished speaking, Lester's voice came from the door. Mirror Claw turned around with a smile on his lips.

"Cherish the daylight on Shadow Island, Wolf. We are no longer mask spirits. It is much easier to move during the day."

"Okay, okay, you're right."

Pouting his lips, Yuwei got up from the bed obediently, facing away from Mirror Claw.

"Sheep, help me comb my hair."

"Hmm~"

When Sister Kindred walked out of the room, Lester and a lusty Syndra also walked out of the room.

For time management masters, how to seize the last moment has become a survival instinct.

"Aren't you catching up with your old friends today? By the way, you talked for so long last night, nothing happened?"

Yuwei bared his fangs and hooked Lester's shoulder with a wicked smile.

"With such a good target, what do you think will happen to me and an old man? Now let's go to dinner, and after dinner we will go find Wei Gusi. Who is in favor of it and who is against it?"

Facing Yuwei's provocation, Lester reached around Yuwei's waist from behind and grabbed it hard. Yuwei's eyes suddenly widened, his whole body instantly tensed up, and his tight legs trembled slightly.

Unlike Mirror Claw, who knew the feeling of oppression when being a human, she still can't fully adapt to the touch of human flesh. It's like a blind man who has never received light suddenly sees the colors of the world.

It's okay to take the initiative to touch and understand, but passive contact is too exciting, especially when a certain hateful man is never honest.

He smiled at Yuwei who showed his teeth but dared not speak. When Yuwei reached the limit of his tolerance, Lester let go of his right hand.

From patting to kneading, it has been a huge improvement.

Some things shouldn't be rushed. You can't eat hot tofu if you're anxious. The more anxious you are, the easier it will be to cause a rebound.

"It seems that Miss Yuwei has no objection."

After breakfast, Lester, who was ready to go, left the town of St. Lester with three women and headed southeast where the large cemetery is located.

The meeting place agreed with Vigus was on the outer wall of the large tomb area. Considering that the Shadow Island has severely eroded living creatures, even the Light Sentinel did not have the luxury to ride a horse on the island.

It takes a week to reach the Necropolis on foot from the safe town of St. Leicester, and the road is not considered safe.

Of course, things that are dangerous to the Sentinels of Light are not a problem for Lester and his party. Of course, Lester brought Syndra this time not to warm the bed.

As one of the founders of Holy Stone Magic, Syndra alone is enough to serve as the leader-level boss of Shadow Island. In addition to the legendary staff written as "Luden's Stirring" and pronounced as "Lester's Love", The female mage also carries a spare holy stone staff called [Glory of Holy Light].

Luden in his left hand and Holy Light in his right hand, dual-wielding staffs, are enough to defeat most enemies. If even Syndra cannot defeat him, Lester will have to use the soul-stirring bow and the God-killing Blade.

Speaking of the Glory of Holy Light, it is not extraordinary. The entire staff weighs twelve kilograms and is carved from a single piece of holy stone. The handle of the staff with spiral patterns feels very good.

The top of the staff happens to be a piece of holy stone essence, polished into a round head. It looks like a work of art made of white ivory. Of course, if Syndra shines her head and shakes it, she will probably understand the roundness of this work of art. The head is not for appreciation.

All in all, with the Glory of Holy Light, Syndra successfully changed her job to a Holy Light Mage, and can be regarded as Lester's bodyguard.

The leading party is naturally Mirror Claw and Yuwei, who have retained thousands of years of work experience. The two girls can be called the living map of Shadow Island.

A group of four people successfully arrived at the large tomb area, and followed the agreed-upon marks to find Wei Gusi, who was sitting in a black shadow and wandering outside the large tomb area.

"Lester, we're being targeted by the guys inside."