Chapter 911 [0906] Maokai's Fate

To be honest, even Kalya himself did not dare to say that he was a living person.

Although he looked quite normal, apart from wearing a mask, he was no different from a normal person in many cases, except that he did not need to eat or drink, but in the final analysis, the body he was moving now was just a magic puppet.

Kalya knew very well that his original body was actually a pitiful exile who could only hide in his own small world and use the body of the Darkin as an anchor.

So, when the tree said with confidence, "I can feel your vitality", Kalya himself was somewhat amused.

Vitality?

What vitality can I have?

The vitality and vitality of the elemental puppet are two different things!

"Come on." Kalya waved his hand, "It is precisely because I am caught between life and death that I know better than you what is truly alive."

Kalya's tone made the other party quite confused.

The tree carefully extended a branch and came to Karya. It seemed to want to confirm something. It hovered in front of Karya. After a long time, it finally retracted.

"Come on, you are a living person!" As if it had suffered a shameful deception, the other party's tone began to become a little bit exasperated, "The power of life is flowing in your body. You are a blind person who got strange news from somewhere and tried to break the boundary between life and death!"

The power of life?

Why don't I know it myself?

Karya, who was confused, wanted to ask again, but it seemed that the tree seemed to have determined that he was a liar, just blocking the way, and then remained silent to all of Karya's questions.

Faced with the other party's non-cooperation, Karya simply ignored the warning and tried to go in the direction blocked by the other party.

This behavior directly stimulated the other party.

The next moment, the thick underground stem grabbed Karya like a flexible tentacle-considering the terrible size of the underground stem, if it was caught, the result would instantly become bloody and terrible.

Of course, Karya would not be caught so easily. When the underground stem grabbed him, yellow sand poured out and formed a hand, which in turn grasped the underground stem of the tree.

The hand of yellow sand and the underground stem began to wrestle, and Karya took this opportunity to easily break through the blockade of the other party.

After crossing the barrier formed by the tree, Karya rushed forward for hundreds of steps, but unlike what he imagined, there was no entrance to the land of the undead here - even as he rushed all the way, the black fog around him began to dim.

It seemed that he was leaving the place where the black fog was the thickest in the Shadow Island.

What was going on?

Karya was a little confused.

As the black fog gradually dimmed, the spatial instability that he had vaguely sensed before also completely disappeared.

Obviously, he had moved away from the target he hoped to find.

Did the tree play a trick on him and deliberately let him run in the wrong direction?

Kalya, who was confused, returned the same way. Then, at the same place, he heard a low laugh of joy.

"Hahahaha." Although the tree's laughter was not pleasant, the joy in it was real and unpretentious. "You are back indeed - you are the living, so the land of the undead refuses to open its door to you. Leave and go back to where you should go!"

Kalya obviously couldn't give up just because of the other party's simple words. He shook his head gently and took the initiative to approach the tree.

"What should I call you?"

"Me?" The tree seemed a little surprised to hear Kalya ask this question. "Aha, there is no point in trying to get close to me - you can call me Maokai."

Kalya blinked at the name.

It was indeed this tree.

"So, why did you stop me from finding the land of the undead?" Kalya didn't say much about the other party's identity, but continued to ask directly, "We should meet for the first time today, right?"

"The boundary between life and death should not be broken at will." Maokai looked as if it was a matter of course, "I once promised to help maintain this fragile balance... Well, don't try to get news from me that humans shouldn't get, leave here, the black fog is dangerous to any life."

"But you are still in the black fog." Kalya naturally didn't leave easily, "Who did you promise? Could it be Aatrox?"

"Aatrox?" Maokai was stunned for a moment, and seemed to think for a while before he understood who Kalya was talking about, "No, not that guy."

"..."

Kalya was really confused this time.

If it wasn't Aatrox, then who was it?

Things seemed to be very different from what he imagined!

"Okay, let's leave here." Maokai continued, "Your magic is very good. I think you are also an extraordinary little guy among humans. You still have a good future. Don't put your precious energy on spying on death - when you meet the Mother of Masks one day, you will have plenty of time."

"..."

Maokai said very seriously, but Kalya still felt confused.

"I see that you also like masks." Maokai continued, "Maybe the Mother of Masks will like you too... Don't resist when the time comes, she will welcome you to join."

"The Mother of Masks?" Kalya finally found a key word and finally understood what the other party meant, "You mean... the God of Death?"

"Ah, few people know her name. I thought people of your age should know the names of sheep and wolves."

"Qianjue, right?" Although it was a question, Kalya's tone was obviously certain, "I not only know Qianjue, but also the Frog Spirit, and I know that it is not living well."

"You make me look at you with new eyes." Maokai's tone finally fluctuated a little, "I didn't say this word wrong? In short, few people should still know Remember the unfortunate guy tortured by the vultures? I heard that a desert death god took over his job. "

"...If I understand correctly." Kalya was a little embarrassed, "The desert death god you are talking about who took over his job is me - it seems that the existence of the ascended and some folk beliefs have made a messenger representing death experience some unpleasant experiences. If I see the frog spirit again, I will apologize. "

Kalya's words made Maokai seem to really turn into a tree. Its waving branches suddenly stopped, and it spoke again half-heartedly after a long time.

"Kalya?"

"Ah, it seems that I am well-known." Kalya nodded happily, "So you should understand why I want to go to the land of the undead?"

"I can't believe it." Maokai's tone became hesitant, "Kalya should be completely dead. After all, the sheep and wolves do a good job. Even in Shurima, they can guide those who are willing or unwilling..."

"So the Desert Death God is a thing of the past that only exists in fragments." Kalya interrupted it, "I am just an old guy who wants to go to the land of the undead and reminisce with old friends. This will not break the boundary between life and death-or rather, my existence itself has broken this boundary."

Maokai became hesitant.

It twisted its huge body, approached Kalya little by little, and then looked at each other carefully.

"You are lying to me." After a long time, it shook its branches with some dissatisfaction, "You are not Kalya, you are not immortal, I am very sure of this."

"Yes." Kalya nodded, "I gave up immortality."

His tone was very relaxed, as if giving up immortality was like throwing away a rotten apple, not worth mentioning at all.

"Don't try to deceive me, although you seem to know a little unknown history, but the vigorous vitality in you can't deceive me." Maokai's tone became serious, as if he would attack Kalya again in the next moment, "Leave here, if you still insist, the wolf spirit will come to visit soon."

"I won't leave." Kalya shook his head, "and now there is one more reason-tell me, Maokai, what vitality do you see in me?"

"..."

Maokai did not answer, but took an attacking posture, and the protruding branches grew frightening barbs.

"My life is like a candle in the wind." Kalya ignored the threat and continued, "I know this better than anyone else, why do you turn a blind eye to it?"

"No, your vitality is very strong, which is rare in my life." Maokai snorted, "That's why the Land of the Dead will not open its door to you-if you are really Kalya, you should be able to enter the door automatically like Aatrox, but now it seems that death does not welcome you."

Kalya finally got a little anxious.

He seemed to have discovered something that he had not realized before, but the result of this discovery was not clear enough-he tried to grasp something, but could not get the answer he expected.

Kalya also tried to get some additional information from Maokai, but Maokai made up his mind and closed his mouth tightly. When Kalya wanted to continue asking, it even waved its branches threateningly.

This certainly did not scare Kalya.

Although this was a little bad, in order to get the conclusion he wanted, Kalya thought that he might have to use some necessary violence.

The next moment, just as Maokai urged Kalya to leave quickly, the soil under the twisted tree spirit's feet suddenly turned into sand without warning.

The golden quicksand seemed to be a vortex that swallowed everything, dragging it directly into the abyss.

"Tell me, what is going on."

Although Kalya's figure was inconspicuous compared to Maokai, at this moment, he burst out with an aura that made it difficult for people to look directly at him.

"The living can never master the mystery of death." Although Maokai fell helplessly into the vortex of quicksand, he struggled hard but still couldn't climb out, but he still didn't intend to give in, "The door of death will not open to you until the moment you die-"

"Don't use this kind of riddle-like words to fool me!" Kalya raised his tone, "If death is really an absolute taboo, what about you?"

"I am different from anyone else. I may be a part of death in the future." Maokai seemed to think of something, and his original struggling movements gradually stopped, "Maybe, not in the future, but now..."

Kalya was completely confused.

Although Maokai is a tree, Kalya has seen its current posture more than once in the past - those who believe in fate often do this when they embrace what they think is their predetermined fate.

Although it sounds ridiculous for a tree to embrace its own fate, Kalya dares to say that this may be what Maokai is thinking at this moment.

It must have received some hint or guidance about its future fate from somewhere!

Kalya can even clearly sense that it seems that it has always insisted on guarding the boundary between life and death, which is probably inseparable from the fate it knows.

At this moment, Kalya's heart is in a mess.

Originally, he just wanted to visit Aatrox, ask him for a little help, and bring a trial of the future destiny to the Noxians, but now all this is stuck on the way to the land of the undead...

Maokai, who blocked him, initially said that he had a strong vitality and was far from the time of death. After he fought, he seemed to see his fate and chose to accept it happily...

These somewhat inexplicable things seemed to be secretly strung together by a certain thread, but Kalya couldn't see this thread and could only worry.

While controlling the quicksand vortex to keep Maokai trapped in it but not being swallowed directly, Kalya began to carefully review every word Maokai said.

The power of life...

The boundary between life and death...

Not Aatrox...

Wait until you see the Mother of Masks...The Mother of Masks!

Kalya narrowed his eyes, and at this moment, he suddenly felt something in his heart.

Maokai is so protective of the boundary between life and death, probably because he promised the Mother of Masks, or reached some kind of exchange with the other party?

And the fate he has determined is probably inseparable from the Mask Gate, the Lord of Death in Runeland, and that exchange, right?

So, the fate that Maokai has determined is that he will also become a Loser of the God of Death, just like Kindred?

No, it's not.

When Maokai talked about Kindred and the Frog Spirit, there was no longing or envy in his tone, and he even gloated.

So, what is Maokai looking forward to?

Kalya looked at Maokai who was still in the quicksand.

The other party did not struggle, but looked at Kalya with his old face.

No, not at Kalya, but at his face - or rather, at his mask.

At this moment, when he realized the focus of Maokai's gaze, Kalya finally realized it.

It's a little late, sorry.