The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 221 Executioner LS
A ball of will-o'-the-wisp ignited out of thin air on the ground, Thresh's tall figure stepped out of it, and the frightening sound of chains passing across the ground echoed in the secret room.

He raised the lantern to illuminate the surroundings, and thousands of green balls flew wildly inside the lantern, as if trying to avoid Thresh's gaze.But Thresh didn't look at them, but at Planck in the corner.

This Bilgewater man is concentrating on bone carving on his hand, which is a dying art - without killing people, the muscles of the carving part are completely stripped to expose the bone, and carving patterns are carved on it.It is necessary to keep the target awake throughout the process. From time to time, rum is splashed on the wound to wash away the blood, so that the target can clearly see how his bones have been turned into works of art under the sculptor's knife.

Thresh loved the art, the art of torture.

He has always tortured the soul, but the bone carving can make people feel the double torture of the body and the soul.

It's a pity that there are very few living people on the Shadow Island who can carve Planck's living bones. He used a leg bone he picked up from someone who didn't know where.

As a studious student, Thresh intends to bring his experimental subject to Planck to learn more about bone carving if he has the opportunity, but there are more important things right now.

"Planck, your doom has come to the island."

The slender knife was a meal.

"What? You mean Sarah Doom?"

"It's true, she came following hatred, and she brought enough helpers, even I had to avoid their edge."

Plank put down the bone carving, the leg bones were covered with intricate lines, the curled tentacles and waves were entangled together, and it was almost perfect with the last few cuts, but he had no intention of spending time on the bones.

"It's just in time, I've had enough of this place where the birds don't shit." Plank stood up from the chair, like a colossus rising from the abyss, his whole face turned scarlet with rage The strap on the pistol holster creaked as he pinched it.

"Where is she?"

"Leave her alone. The most urgent thing is to let the king accumulate strength. You just need to defeat his will afterwards and take the power back." Thresh's indifference contrasted sharply with Planck's.

"It's time to close the net. The Ruined King has accumulated a lot of power. No matter how many of them there are, they will never come back."

"Planck, our goal shouldn't just be a little Bilgewater, just keep waiting until the king arrives in full glory." Thresh had a strange smirk at the corner of his mouth, revealing his gleaming fangs: "It's such a pleasant torture to give hope to raise it up, and then to snuff it out with your own hands."

Planck's eyes were red, and he sat back on the chair, seeming to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Very well, I still have some things to do, you stay here."

Watching Thresh disappear into the will-o'-the-wisp, Plank slapped the table angrily, and the carving knife completely sank into the armrest.

"Damn demon." Any reasonable person would not believe the cunning undead. Planck has every reason to believe that this is just Thresh's delaying strategy. mortal.

This is definitely a conspiracy, a terrible conspiracy against him, must not act according to Thresh's plan
Thinking of this, Planck activated the portal, and under the protection of the chest amulet, he was unimpeded along the way, and came to the Ruined King Sword again.

"The Ruined King, it's time to wake up."

Black lightning shot out from the hilt of the sword, and a figure condensed with black mist appeared in front of Planck.

Fyego.

Compared to before, his body is much more solidified, and if he continues like this, he will be able to return to his peak state within a few days.

"Untouchable, why bother this king's rest." Fiego floated high above, looking down at the mortals in front of him.

"Untouchable?" Plank sneered, it seemed that the king didn't understand Bilgewater's style: "When I crush you like an egg under my feet, I'll see if you can still speak."

How dare you speak out and contradict?In normal times, Viego would have smashed into the heart of this mortal from the shoulder with his huge sword, but at this moment he is just a ghost trapped in the sword, no matter how powerful he is, he cannot do it himself.

In desperation, he could only examine Planck patiently.Immediately, he realized that this mortal was not simple, and he also exuded the domineering aura of a king.

"I see you now, Plank. You are a Man of Destiny. Release me from this sword, and together we may seek our destiny—my queen, and your kingdom."

"I'm not a fool. When the time is right, I will call you."

Plank didn't follow suit, although he was thinking at the moment that he was releasing Fiego and taking advantage of the other party's strength before he fully recovered, and then using this power to get rid of Thresh and go it alone... But he still can't act too hastily .

There are still many doorways that he has not figured out, and he must try more.

"You mean, when Thresh ordered you?" Fyego's words made Plank feel very uncomfortable, but he didn't answer, but listened to the Ruined King's persuasion: "The amulet you wear...take it off Come down. Let us reign together, and let my queen be with us."

Such a cheap lie allowed Plank to confirm that Foyego wanted to occupy his body.The talisman was the only way to resist him, and Thresh hadn't lied to him on this point.

In an instant, he made up his mind.

"I'm not interested in your queen, she's dead. But with this amulet, I can make you bow down."

"Is this what Thresh told you too?" A black line of mist appeared on Fiego's ferocious face, and the corners of his eyes twitched endlessly.

"Enough! I don't need to argue with a long-dead king. I'll do it myself."

Again and again, Fiego's unabashed contempt set him on fire.

He's not anyone's lackey, he's Planck, the king of Bilgewater, and no one can shit on Planck's neck!

"I'm done with your machinations, Thresh! I want my throne back!"

Plank walked towards the center of the pool, clutching the amulet tightly with his right hand, and replaced his left hand, which was blown off by Miss Fortune, with a prosthetic limb, reaching for the hilt of the Blade of the Ruined King.

The black mist surged, and he heard Fiego whispering in his ear: "Yes... I can feel your desire, your anger... Release me!"

No matter what he said, it would not affect Plank. The latter grasped the hilt of his sword, and immediately felt a powerful force pouring into his body, accompanied by Fiego's venomous obsession, attacking him crazily will.

"My queen, we shall meet again soon."

"... must not let this fool prevent us from reuniting."

Baru's heart devoured the black mist and emitted an emerald green light. Plank held the amulet tightly, his eyes filled with a strange light.

"Son and daughter's affair, how can it be compared with my determination to rule Bilgewater!"

He held on, focused on taking Bilgewater back, until Fyego was sucked into the talisman by powerful suction.

"You want to trap me? Just this... gadget? I'm not a weak ghost!"

"I'll be free soon! You can't separate me from her! I'd rather burn the world down and have her come back to me!"

The Ruined King writhed and raged within the amulet, his power causing the amulet to levitate, and Plank clung to the amulet until its flickering light died down.

The voice in his ear weakened, he had won this battle of wills.

Plank opened his eyes and looked at the talisman that was constantly emitting black air. With just one thought, the surrounding mist stretched out tentacles and lifted him up to the sky.

The dark fog all over the sky is driven by him!

He has never felt so powerful!
"Sarah Doom, kill yourself with your neck."

……

Back in the present, Plank chose to betray Thresh before Harvest, thus taking control of the power of the Ruined King.

"Come and meet your new king, doom." Plank looked down on the group of people, his eyes were fixed on Sarah in the crowd, and the corners of his mouth were full of sarcasm.

"Plank, you—" Before Illaoi could finish speaking, Sarah took over the conversation violently.

"—You can go to hell!" She shot at Planck, but the bullet was blocked by a barrier of black mist.

The battle started, and Illaoi could only pick up Shenxi and choose sides.

She has been thinking about why she is so stupid and will save a person who is willing to work with the undead.

Ever since Mother Snake judged Planck to be qualified, she has been questioning, thinking that the road laid by Mother Snake has collapsed, or that she has collapsed.

And now, it's time for redemption.

"When I was playing with guns, you were still drinking amniotic fluid in your mother's womb, let me teach you how to shoot..."

Plank grinned contemptuously, aiming the gun at Sarah like a sharp sword hanging in the sky.

boom!
The black trajectory landed on the stone bridge, and Sarah rolled to avoid it, or it could be said that Planck didn't care whether he could hit it or not.

In the area hit by the bullet, a jet-black smoke exploded, bursting out the cries of countless wraiths.

Something terrible formed in it, everyone retreated one after another, and were forced to divide into two groups.

Zell, Roy, Gwen and two sentinels and two yordles were on one side, and the rest were on the other.

A gigantic figure rises from the black mist, as tall as ten people. The faces of several furious ghosts are covered with will-o'-the-wisps. They hold a huge execution axe in their hands. The long armor-covered tail easily collapses the bridge deck. The fence hangs down from the gap.

"grumble--"

Ripples of stiff terror spread, and the poro screamed at the highest level ever, and scurried behind the man.

"My God, this is..." Zell knew this undead colossus, and its popularity was no less than that of the shadow of war.

"Rasha the Executioner." Lucian whispered his name: "Erosion Night didn't only invade Bilgewater, the south bank of Ionia was also a frequent visitor to it, and sometimes it even visited me The hometown of Demacia. And it was Rasha the Executioner who led the undead to invade the coastline of Demacia."

(End of this chapter)