He Comes From the Void

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Kahn's gaze passed directly over the proprietress, to the silent nobleman who lived on the opposite door behind her.

He is handsome, with long silver hair falling from his shoulders, and it is very bright under the support of the maroon velvet robe.

His expression was calm, as if he didn't know what was happening outside, and what he said next more or less explained the reason.

"I noticed that it is not Soul Erosion that happened outside."

"Finally someone who knows how to come." Kahn thought to himself: "But why is it Vladimir?"

Then he looked at the proprietress again, her expression hadn't changed much, and she didn't seem to be abnormal.

What happened to the **** smell that suddenly aggravated just now?

"Isn't Ecstasy Night? I am the oldest treasure hunter here, and I have never seen such a situation outside Ecstasy Night." Gavin said that he didn't like Noxians much at first. Especially the nobility of Noxus.

The expansion of this empire threatened many surrounding countries, including Demacia. And the gentle and gentle tone of this nobleman is out of place here, and it doesn't look like a treasurer at all, but more like a researcher.

"The Night of Soul Eclipse should spread to the surroundings, not just at the tavern as it is now." Vladimir took out a book from his robe, and slowly flipped through the pages, looking very anxiously personal.

Senna hid her face behind her hood and squeezed her gun tightly. Now she came out and said that the black mist was caused by herself. Not only was it useless, it would become a target of public criticism.

More importantly, this can also make Kahn and the others be hostile. She can't harm her benefactor in this way.

"Sounds like you understand?" Gevin said to Vladimir.

"Don't talk." Fayette stopped: "Whether he is Eroding Soul Night, as long as the black mist threatens here, we have to leave. Okay, everyone is here, we toast and drink together."

Everyone raised the wine cup with her: "Let's toast and drink together..."

But at this moment, all the candles and lanterns in the tavern began to flicker, and Kahn smelled blood again... and then all went out in an instant.

After a moment of suffocation, screams broke out in the room.

He immediately put Kasara in his arms, and Sarah also leaned over to watch the darkness around him.

The dark vision of the skin armor allows him to see clearly what happened, but now the skin armor covering is very likely to be found, but Kahn's abnormal left eye can do the same thing.

He opened the blindfold, and within a short time, he saw people with ghosts starting to do it.

Vakul placed a circle of trap-like traps beside him, and suddenly caught one of Sabah’s apprentices and two of Jolera’s sailors. They were wailing to the end, but no blood was seen.

Kosk's sailor suddenly attacked Gewen, who was the nearest to him, with a short sword, but was killed by Gewen with a dagger.

When Fayette got to the bar in the dark, replaced the hook on the prosthesis with a sword. A sailor rolled over the bar and fell off, pedaling and slapped frantically while landing. He was held tightly by Fayette, and then he held the sword against his throat.

"Don't move all!" she yelled, "Stop!"

At the right time, a ball of light lit up and the fight stopped.

Vladimir took a lantern and stood in the middle of the room casually.

With the light, Fayette saw the chicken feathers on the ground, and she was so angry that she almost cut the throat of the sailor who was suppressed by her.

"What's going on?" She pointed to the traps and asked Vakus.

"Well, I admit that I lied. I have found what I want on Shadow Island." Vakus waved his hand, and the traps let go. The trapped people did not bleed, but they fell on the ground. The ground cried out.

"These traps trap the soul, not the physical body." He added: "My family is trying to push the principles of these devices, and then mass production."

"These things disturb the spiritual realm!" Sabah shouted and helped her apprentice.

"You killed my people!" Kosk yelled at Gevin.

"He wants to stab me to death!"

Kahn took a few steps following the smell of blood, squatting down to check the extinguished candle wick, a puff of blood soaked around him.

"There is blood around the candle wick. Someone soaked the candle with blood," he said.

His words caused the others to stop arguing and looked at them with puzzled eyes.

"This is a guise!" The Noxian merchant Jollah burst into death anger. She rushed out of the tavern and pointed to the dock and shouted: "We can't run anymore. Someone wants us to die here!"

Everyone followed her out the door and saw that the boats moored on the pier were all entangled in a black and red chain...something like a snake was still winding and rolling, looking like surging blood.

"Dark magic." Cholera gritted her teeth and said, "This is not the power of Shadow Island. This power comes from the ancient Valoran. Some of us are making ghosts!"

"If there is blood, there must be a wound~www.readwn.com~ Check again to see who has the fresh wound or the strongest blood smell." Qolera said, Kahn could feel that she had been targeting Fraki Mir.

Immediately after he said that the candle was extinguished by blood, Jolera immediately noticed that the ship was trapped, which was obviously not right.

He knew that these were Vladimir's handwritings, but he didn't know the identity of Chollera, and he didn't know why she targeted Vladimir in this way.

"Is that forgotten? A man died just now, and a lot of blood has slipped from the wound." Vakul pointed to the sailor's body on the ground.

"He died after the lamp went out! Could it be that the dead man went out?"

"Don't quarrel, it's useless, it's better to untie the boat first, or don't even try to run!" Gewen stopped the quarrel, but he killed the person, and he was the first to be searched after the quarrel.

He asked the Master to walk to the pier, but at this moment, the tentacles of the black mist rose from the water and washed up on the land to form a faint human form.

Withered bones are shrouded in the ruined vestments, his whole body is burning with gloomy ghost fire, a soul-attracting lamp is in his hand, and the glance of his narrow eye sockets exudes creepy evil intentions.

"Look at what I found?" Thresh sneered like gravel rubbing against the tombstone: "Thank you for taking me to find so many souls, dear Senna."

In an instant, everyone looked at this taciturn light sentry.

"Damn Thresh, the ghost is still there." Lu Xi'an held the gun tightly, his veins violent, and actively blocked the sight of those around him looking at his wife.

But before they could do anything, another powerful aura appeared, accompanied by a requiem to listen to. The lyrics praised death, and there was a death knell mixed with shocking souls.