Chapter 263 This Unhappy Feeling Is Really Happy...

Chapter 263 Such an unhappy feeling is really happy.

In the black center of Shadow Island, a Yodel wandered alone in the ghostly fog.

No, no, no, lonely, melancholy, and dark are not accurate descriptions. This is a gloomy little world she created for herself, far away from the disgusting cheerful atmosphere in the world of "normal people".

Vigus, immersed in it.

A powerful black shadow followed her. Although there was no smile on her face, anyone could see from her arrogant steps that she was at ease in this gloomy scene and endless wailing.

It was noon on the island, and Vigus had just woken up from a deep sleep the night before.

"Alas, nothingness, dead silence, quiet. Such a day is really happy————"

She stretched out a weak lazy waist and dragged out a long and sad tail tone.

The fog on the island was particularly dense today. The black fog covered the entire Shadow Island, creating a dull atmosphere that perfectly matched Vigus.

This place full of dead air is simply her paradise.

The feeling of being unhappy makes her so happy!

"Don't bother me, black shadow, can you let me stay alone for a few minutes."

Behind her, Vigus heard her shadow calling.

"Well, okay, you want to play again?" Vigus sighed.

The temperature around her dropped sharply, and the chill was overwhelming.

A large group of creepy corpse green light burst out from the dense black fog, and the ghost army surrounded Vigus and her small bed. The screams and roars of the ghost army gathered into a creepy chorus.

Anyone who encountered this scene would faint immediately, but this was the place Vigus enjoyed the most.

She threw up her long sleeves, held her cheek, and looked at the corpse green light swaying in front of her with a sad face.

She could feel that the ghost army was looking forward to her having some interest in getting along with them on such an especially gloomy day.

"Ah, okay, okay, then I'll play with you, but this time the gravedigger should be changed." However, behind her, Vigus heard the shadow volunteering. "Shadow, if you want to be a gravedigger, it means I have to be a gravedigger too." Vigus reiterated. And at her feet, the shadow looked at her with a pitiful, pleading look. "Ah, whatever, this thing is stupid from beginning to end, let me and the shadow be the gravediggers, everyone else, die quickly." The shadow covered his eyes with his hands and began to count from one to one hundred. The ghost army fled in all directions, looking for hiding places among the boulders and ruins. At this moment, there was a "swish". A meteor with a golden glow in the dark green broke through the black fog of Shadow Island. Vigus raised her head unhappily, looked at the long-tailed meteor, and frowned unhappily:

"Damn, how come the Lord of the Black Mist woke up and it became lively here. Humph——"

The breath in the meteor made her feel very uncomfortable. A person full of firm will.

Such a person and she can't pee in the same pot.

"Oh, so annoying."

Vigus dragged her long sleeves, seemed to have lost the temper of playing, and lay on the ground lazily.

At the same time, in the underground space in the middle of Shadow Island.

Boom!

A dark green spear was inserted into the ground, and two figures, a man and a woman, walked out of it.

These two figures were Atreus and Karma who came from the Ionian continent.

"Welcome to Shadow Island, both of you!"

A dark voice with a sneer suddenly sounded from the thick black fog.

Suddenly, corpse green flames suddenly emerged, and a skull head filled with green flames appeared.

Then, its dark body with green fire emerged. It was slender and held a candle with a green light in its hand.

"Are you his?"

Atreus' voice was hoarse and his face was dark.

He still retained his will. He could sense everything he did, and even his speech and consciousness were controlled by himself.

But the sad thing was that he seemed to be cursed. Even if his will was strong, he still couldn't control his body.

The existence from the underworld easily controlled his body, leaving him with nothing but watching him do something disgusting.

Before coming to Shadow Island, he watched himself slaughter the residents of the entire island with the spear in his hand that had turned into a green color.

Listening to the wailing of those innocent people, his heart was full of torment.

He even doubted whether his existence was a mistake.

"Hehehe Atreus, Karma. Have you felt the mighty power of that person?"

Thresher in the deep green flames kept making creepy sounds. When he made the sound, the whole black fog seemed to tremble.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful he is, he is just a disgusting bug hiding in the dark." Atreus said coldly.

The one who controlled him was more disgusting than the Protoss in his opinion.

No matter what, what the Protoss did could be said to be for Runeland.

And that person was just doing all kinds of evil for his own selfish desires, cruel and evil.

Thresher did not respond, but just laughed strangely:

"The black fog will eventually spread throughout Runeland, Atreus, we just need to wait quietly for the arrival of a new era."

"Hmph!"

Atreus snorted coldly.

Although his body was out of control, he still disdained to pay attention to this kind of garbage in the gutter.

"sanaxuenaf!"

Suddenly, Karma's lifeless eyes lit up with a faint light, and he whispered something in his mouth.

This language is different from the ancient Sanskrit that was previously circulated in the Land of the First Born. It is a language full of the breath of death.

When he heard this language, the disgust on Atreus' face became even worse.

It was this sound, the damned mumbling that deprived him of control of his body.

"What is this saying?" Atreus said hatefully.

"Ochen language, a language that only circulates in the Kingdom of Death, how beautiful." Thresh's hoarse and pleasant voice explained the source of this sound.

Atreon snorted disdainfully, and also understood that the person behind the scenes was using Karma to convey some information.

Thresh didn't mind Atreus's expression and movements at all, and said in a joyful voice: "That great being is not satisfied with Viego's work, and he needs your help."

"He can control my body to do it, I will never give in!" Atreus said coldly.

"It's not up to you, Atreus!" Thresh laughed, "The black fog can spread west to Bilgewater, or east to Mount Targon."

"You dare!" Atreus' eyes flashed with anger.

"It's a stupid question, isn't it?"

Thresh shook the ghost fire candle in his hand, and the black fog seemed to be slowly changing, with a tendency to drift eastward.

Seeing this scene, Atreus' eyes were bloodshot, but he also understood his current situation.

Just now, he regained control of his body, and he wanted to pierce the disgusting guy in front of him with a gun.

But he hesitated.

The foot of Mount Targon was his former tribe, and he vowed to protect it well.

The Protoss, can't be counted on.

If we can protect that place, even if it falls into darkness, what's the harm?

Anyway, the Protoss they have always believed in has long abandoned that place.

Atreus was shocked by his bold idea, but the endless anger seemed to subside.

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

He looked directly at Thresh with cold eyes and asked in a cold tone:

"What do I need to do?"

That powerful existence would rather he do it himself, rather than controlling him all the time.

This is not the temperament of a domineering person. Maybe it's very difficult to control, or maybe he wants him to slowly fall into darkness.

Unfortunately, he has no choice.

"sanasie"

Karma said a long string of cold sentences again.

Thresh stood aside and translated respectfully: "Go to Ionia and let the black fog spread as quickly as possible!"

"Ionia? I understand."

Atreus felt reluctant, but still agreed.

Somehow, when I heard that they were going to let the black fog spread to Ionia, I felt relieved.

At least Ionia is not too weak

I just hope that the Protoss and the so-called empire can deal with that person as soon as possible.

But after a while, the golden green meteors broke through the sky again.

And this time, they left with the black fog, spreading in the opposite direction of Viego's expansion.

I believe that in the near future, the New Earth will usher in a catastrophe.

Seeing the black fog rolling, Vigus, who had just been lying down for a while, sat up:

"Ah, how wonderful. I really hope that the black fog can spread faster. Come on!"

She said "come on", but her tone was still as sad as ever.

However, as the black fog rolled, her body also emitted a magical wave. With the promotion of this wave, the black fog spreading towards Ionia became faster.

On the sea not far from Bilgewater, Viego was surrounded by black fog, spreading towards Bilgewater at a very fast speed.

As if sensing the changes in Shadow Island, Viego paused slightly, but a hint of joy appeared on his face:

"Isolder. I will find you in a faster way. Soon! Soon! I can feel that you are also approaching me."

He was extremely satisfied with Vigus's initiative to spread the black fog.

He could feel that Isolder's soul was divided into two, one of which was slowly approaching him.

The other was in the direction of Ionia.

When he finds Isolder, he will definitely reward Vigus. Well, let her stay by Isolder's side. It is her honor to see the scene of his love with Isolder every day!

It's almost there! It's almost there!

Viego tightly grasped the Ruined King Sword in his hand, his eyes flashing with a strong dim light, and the speed of the black fog spreading was a little faster.

Blue Flame Islands

The docking of the space battleship caused quite a stir, but when the locals, who had various sea beasts printed on their bodies, saw the Noxian flag, they quickly withdrew their surprise.

They only lived in the Bilgewater area, but they had also heard of the great name of Noxus.

In this area that values ​​strength and tradition, people know that there are two things that must not be provoked.

Nagakabouros and Noxus.

Nagakabouros is the god of the Baru people, who are the natives living in the Bilgewater area. Not only them, but most people who make a living here believe in Nagakabouros.

Anyone who has traveled the sea knows that they should be in awe of this blue area full of opportunities and death.

And the best way to be in awe is to worship the gods of the sea.

Apart from Nagakabouros, only Noxus is the most unprovoked.

Even if you provoke the current Pirate Queen, at most you will provoke a fight, and then be buried in the sea in the gunfire and scimitars.

But provoking Noxus will be a disaster.

Those who offend Noxus will not die, only those who are less guilty can be painfully given death.

On the contrary, Noxus will be kind and responsible for the rest of your life.

If you yearn for freedom, they will arrange endless labor for you, and you will be tortured if you don't do it.

If you yearn for money, they will arrange you in a place of luxury and enjoyment, watching the rest of the people indulge in money. And you are just one of the poor slaves.

For Biltworth, deprivation of freedom and faith is far more terrifying than death.

So compared to the Piltworth people who were solved with money or the pirates who were at most dead, they were more afraid of Noxus.

That was a kind of experience that life is worse than death.

Countless pioneers used their blood and tears to shape the majesty of the Noxus Empire.

No matter how powerful those people were, they would be easily defeated by Noxus.

Can't live, can't die.

So no matter what Noxus did, or what they had, it was not too surprising.

What surprised and frightened them was the fact that the flag of the empire appeared in Bilgewater.

The empire is coming!

The chaos at the dock did not affect Seraphine's interest. She got off the ship early with her teacher and walked on this island where heat and humidity coexisted.

She looked at the surrounding vendors curiously, all of whom were dressed like Baru people. Wearing a sea monster mask on his face, his body is covered with all kinds of sea beast tattoos, and holding a skull scepter like an ancient magic weapon in his hand.

Of course, not everyone can hold a skull scepter. Most ordinary Baru people only have a steel fork in their hands, which is their symbol as a sea hunter.

The stalls of these vendors are full of sea monster organs of various colors.

Eyeballs larger than millstones, hearts full of barbs, live fish with blue blood, and octopuses with eight tentacles of different colors.

All kinds of magical goods for sale dazzled Seraphine.

Many things here she had never seen before, almost all of them were specialties of Bilgewater. If it weren't for the fishy smell and stench of sea beasts here, it might be a place that fascinated her.

Especially the people here. The voices are very special!

Many Baru people put sea beast organs on the stalls, not to make money to improve their poor families.

Instead, they regard the gains from sea hunting as a kind of honor. Those are almost not for sale. They are placed on the stalls just to show the great work they have done.

In Bilgewater, sea hunters are the most respected profession.

Seraphine looked around with interest, occasionally chatting with Grid beside her, and showing a surprised expression from time to time.