Chapter 548 The Difficulty of Death

After sending Leblanc away, Ryan walked out of the tent.

Slowly walking to the coast, listening to the roar coming from his ears and smelling the decayed smell brought by the resentful spirits in the air, Ryan's eyes narrowed slightly:

"Have you come here too?"

"Enemy and friend!"

"To live and die!"

Two very different voices sounded beside Ryan, the former was gentle and compassionate, and the latter was fierce and hoarse.

"What should I call you? Sheep and wolf?"

Ryan smiled and turned around, looking at the extra white and black souls around him.

"Whatever you want!"

The black wolf spirit's voice was impatient:

"You should understand our intentions."

Hearing this, Ryan just smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to make a fist in the air.

Buzz!!!

The sea in front suddenly surged, and thousands of meters away, the sea raised a hundred-meter-high wave, and countless waterspouts swept up.

Under this great power like a natural disaster, the resentful spirits were consumed in the blink of an eye.

"Is this power enough?"

"Not enough." Yang Ling said calmly.

The strength just shown was very strong, but in their eyes, it was just an ordinary farce.

"What about your power?"

Ryan's mouth curled up slightly, and he turned to look at Yang Ling and Wolf Ling.

These two are known as the Eternal Hunter Twins and the spokespersons of the God of Death in Runeland.

Whenever those who believe in them are about to die, they will appear and take away that soul.

They exist because of faith, and they become stronger because of faith.

However, after seeing it in person, Ryan found that it was not that simple.

Artificial God of Death.

Although neither the sheep nor the wolf are strong, the existence behind the other party is enough to arouse Ryan's interest.

"Our power!"

The wolf spirit wanted to say something with a ferocious look, but was gently interrupted by Yang Ling:

"It's not important, is it?"

From Ryan's words, Yang Ling already understood what Ryan meant.

"It's really not important."

Ryan laughed dumbly, with his hands behind his back, looking at the beautiful scenery of the sea and sky in the distance.

After a long time, until the wolf spirit was a little impatient, he said calmly:

"Mord Caesar's existence blocked your way, and you wanted to destroy it."

"But if the empire doesn't give you enough, you will think it's better to get involved with Morde Caesar."

"It's really hard to make a choice."

As he said this, Ryan's tone was rarely helpless, but from his face, he didn't look like he had a headache because of it.

"You said you are lingering in the corner of the world, why don't you jump out at this time?"

The God of Death is a huge organization in Runeland.

Before Morde Caesar was born, this huge organization continued to spread faith, let humans and other intelligent creatures believe in the God of Death, and extradite their souls.

And the destination of the soul is predictable, either being assimilated by them or becoming one of them.

According to the information Ryan learned, this God of Death organization is not actually strong.

Even after thousands of years of ups and downs, the strongest is not even as good as the soul of Ionia, let alone the peak demigods of Freljord.

Especially after Mordekaiser came out of nowhere, most souls were plundered to the underworld, which greatly affected the work of the death gods.

Ryan can see that the Lamb and Wolf in their peak period are definitely not weaker than Aatrox.

But now, they are not even as good as Sivir.

Born by faith, they will die by faith.

As long as no one in the world knows about the Eternal Hunter Twins, it will be the time for Wolf and Lamb to die.

With the birth of Noxus, there are fewer and fewer people who can believe in the death god.

Ryan believes that at this moment, there must be another death god standing in front of Mordekaiser.

It's a very simple guess.

If Noxus wins over the underworld, the number of people who believe in the death god will decrease, and the death gods will gradually die out.

If the underworld beats Noxus, although Runeland will become a dead zone, the gods of death can also rely on the underworld to exist.

Obviously, Noxus has fewer bargaining chips to win them over than the underworld.

Unless he can promise that the other party will still harvest the dead souls of Noxus.

But unfortunately, this is an impossible thing.

Soul-Underworld-Runeland becomes weaker-the empire is damaged.

Soul-Death-Runeland remains unchanged-the empire remains unchanged.

Soul-Runeland/Empire-Runeland is strengthened-the empire benefits.

Three different paths, it is obvious that Noxus will only choose the third one.

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

Death is not the end of everything, but the dissipation of the soul is.

Born as a Noxian, the soul after death should not be insulted by others.

Whether it is Ryan or Trifaree, there is only one path they insist on.

Let the dead souls return to Runeland to give birth to new souls.

In essence, they and the God of Death are two different people.

Without saying too much, Lamb and Wolf also understood Noxus's idea.

"We will be enemies from now on."

"In the future, we will fight each other."

The voices of Lamb and Wolf sounded at the same time, and at the same time, both the black and white souls disappeared.

Ryan watched them leave in silence and shook his head slightly.

From this moment on.

There is no more God of Death in Runeland.

And the underworld will also welcome their new messenger of death.

He touched his heart with his hand, feeling that his soul had become stronger, and looked up at the sky unexpectedly:

"I originally thought of them performing the duties of the God of Death for many years, but is this also your intention?"

Just now, Ryan was confident that the Eternal Hunter Twins would not escape.

But in the end, he chose to give up.

The reason is very simple. He sensed the protection of Runeland on these two people.

This is Runeland's recognition of the Eternal Hunter Twins performing the duties of the God of Death, and therefore he chose to give up.

They are just two mid-level demigods. With the help of the power of the underworld, they are at most two high-level demigods.

There is one thing that Ryan did not expect, that his actions actually brought him benefits.

When the sheep spirit and the wolf spirit left, the protection on the two slowly dissipated.

And the soul power in the protection slowly merged into his body, providing upward nutrients for his soul.

As he continued to plunder the energy of the underworld, Ryan could already sense that his soul was getting closer and closer to that boundary.

Thinking of this, Ryan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Perhaps it was a long time before he slowly withdrew his gaze and sent a message to the empire through the magic network:

"From today, all of Runeland will enter war preparations. The gods of death are coming!"

At the same time, on the Bomya Islands southwest of Demacia.

A meat mountain sat on a lone rock in this desolate land. Judging from the traces of blood and broken bones on its body, it looked like a tumor of flesh and blood, and it could only be said to have taken on a human form.

"Indique sus opciones! (Say your choice!)"

The eerie Ochen language came out from the mouth of the meat mountain, and waves of chills filled the wasteland.

"Ver su majestad! (See His Majesty!)"

In front of the meat mountain, long voices rang out one after another.

One by one, huge soul creatures slowly emerged, half-knelt slightly, and swore their allegiance.