Lone Wolf of the Freljord

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Every heart is like a garden, waiting for the big tree to take root!

- Jim

Chapter 408 Life

"You will forget to breathe, you will forget to love." Karthus whispered.

A grim-faced soul gradually became calm and sluggish under Ouchen's spell. He looked around in confusion, and finally walked to the choir of the dead behind Karthus, singing death with them.

"Hello." A playful and frivolous voice sounded beside Karthus.

Karthus turned his head to look, a tall soul man was walking towards him.

There was no flesh on his face, only a skull with a burning ghost.

He was wearing a very old robe, and Karthus knew that it was from Fuguang Island a thousand years ago. In the Fuguang Island civilization, a person's identity can be determined just by looking at the clothes. The clothes on the man's body showed that he was a prison officer.

He held a scythe with a chain attached to the end in one hand, and a very strange lantern in the other hand, and he could hear the chaotic and painful countless wailing from the lantern.

"Even across the entire Shadow Island, I can hear your noise, Thresh." Karthus said calmly, his attitude towards everyone is the same, not because the visitor is the most powerful undead on the Shadow Island. One with a slight change.

The only person who could make Karthus unable to face with such an attitude from the depths of his soul was that boy.

"Don't be so ruthless, young man." Thresh pretended to be very familiar with Karthus. He walked up to Karthus and wanted to hug his shoulder affectionately, but Karthus gently touched him. Dodged in a flash.

"Anyway, give me a little face for the senior of Shadow Island." Thresh seemed to be very sad, "When you first arrived on the island more than ten years ago, I took care of you, you just..."

"I only remember that you wanted to lock me in your lantern." Karthus interrupted Thresh's words, his tone did not fluctuate at all, "And he said that he would torture me forever."

"Hehehe, it's all an adult past, and I'm very optimistic about you now." Thresh's laughter couldn't tell the sincerity, he raised his lantern and showed it to Karthus flamboyantly, "This is not, I just captured a very interesting soul, so I came to share it with you."

On the lamp wall of the lantern, the figure of a dark-skinned woman appeared.

Karthus knew that Thresh's favorite was to torture the soul he caught, and that woman was no exception. Karthus could see Thresh burning her soul with flames, and no one could stand the pain.

But this woman held back, she couldn't see outside, she just endured the torture without saying a word, the tenacity of perseverance was only seen in Karthus's life.

But rather than a woman's perseverance, Karthus paid more attention to her attire - a silver-white battle suit.

"Sentinel of Light" Karthus said.

"That's right, her name is Sena, she is the most difficult sentinel of light I've ever dealt with." Thresh smiled sullenly, and touched the lantern lightly with only bone fingers, looking at Sena like a gaze. Looking at an interesting little animal, "She came with her husband, but unfortunately her husband ran away."

"You actually let people go? It's really not like your style."

"Hehe, the weapons of the Bright Sentinel are quite troublesome, but I'm not worried about her husband running away, do you know why?"

Karthus did not speak.

"Can you give me some reaction?" Thresh looked disappointed.

"I'm not interested." Karthus was telling the truth.

"It's really boring, because her husband will definitely come to save her." Thresh said earnestly, as if he was really Karthus' predecessor, "Existence like ours will last forever, and we can't do it without our own interests. "

"My interest is to keep quiet." Karthus said.

"Compared to you, the noisy little girl next to you is more interesting." Thresh looked around, "Where's the little girl? Where did you go?"

"Go out to play."

"Oh with the boy you brought to the island more than ten years ago?"

Karthus looked at Thresh silently. Although this powerful undead had no face, Karthus could still see the teasing color that he hated from Thresh's skull.

"What are you doing here?" Karthus didn't want to waste time with Thresh.

"It's nothing." Thresh turned the lantern in his hand casually, the soul imprisoned inside seemed to feel the pain of an earthquake, and the pain on the face of the dark-skinned woman's soul added another point, "I just wanted to Ask you, why do you see that boy as a treasure?"

"What if I don't say it?"

"Then there's nothing I can do about you. I don't want to listen to your Ouchen spell, but I'll know sooner or later anyway." Thresh shrugged, "You've only been here for over ten years, but I've been here for a thousand years. Well, there are always more ways than you."

Karthus was silent.

Thresh, bored of waiting, threw his scythe and casually dragged the souls of the Karthus choir into the lantern to torture them.

Karthus didn't stop Thresh from harvesting the souls of his followers, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't care.

"Well, I'll tell you why." Karthus said.

"It's good, hehe." Thresh smiled with satisfaction, "What price do I need to pay?"

"Need not."

"Need not"

"You'll know soon enough, knowing that this matter itself is the price." Karthus turned and floated away.

Thresh laughed twice and followed Karthus.

Karthus pointed the direction of Thresh's belt to a dilapidated square. Thresh knew that place. There was also a small church in that square. Karthus became an undead there, and he has been in control for thousands of years. No one can control it. The Book of the Dead has become one of the most powerful beings on the Shadow Island in one fell swoop. Even Thresh, who originally wanted to put him in the lantern, had to give up this idea.

Before he even reached the plaza, Thresh smelled a nasty smell.

taste of life.

"Do you feed people in your chapel?" Thresh asked.

"Quiet, you'll know when you arrive." Karthus said.

As the square got closer, the breath of life that Thresh felt became stronger and stronger.

Finally, Thresh tickled the square with Karthus.

"This is... the forest," Thresh said uncertainly.

The square in front of him was completely different from the rocky ground in his memory. The ground was now covered with moss, grass and flowers, and there were countless trees taller than Thresh.

Each of them is thriving, as if the dark fog of the Shadow Isles has no effect on them at all.

"Don't tell me, your new hobby is planting trees. This is the worst hobby." Thresh was still joking, but his voice was no longer as relaxed as before.

This is very abnormal. Thresh has never seen such a scene on the Shadow Island for thousands of years. It should be impossible for life to grow here.

"I didn't plant it, it was the tree seeds scattered by the big tree that floated here." Karthus said.

"Ah, that annoying tree." Thresh knew about him, or no one in the entire Shadow Island didn't know. That angry ancient tree may be older than the entire Shadow Island, and its vitality is incredible. Rao is that the black fog failed to take his life, but made him even more angry. Every time he fought on Shadow Island, he could even change the landscape once. There were almost no undead, including Thresh and Karthus. To fight against it, "I remember that he has been insisting on planting tree and flower seeds all over the island, but he may survive."

"Isn't this alive?"

"That tree might cry when it sees this scene." Thresh stepped on a flower and crushed it to pieces, "So? Why are the plants alive here?"

"Follow me." Karthus floated into the forest and went straight to the chapel.

Thresh followed Karthus into the chapel. The life force here was so strong that Thresh was extremely disgusted. He patted Karthus on the back: "Give me a shield or something, it stinks. "

Karthus did sing the Ouchen spell, but instead of putting a shield on Thresh, a magic circle appeared on the ground.

More than a dozen ghost hands emerged from the ground, and they lifted the body of a sleeping boy to the ground.

"This is..." Thresh looked at the boy in surprise.

There are several kinds of magical powers surging around the boy, each of which is full of the breath of life.

Frozen rebirth, the surging flames, the filling of blood, and a mysterious, illusory dream.

The boy just breathed on the ground, and Thresh saw four seasons.

Like a dream, the spring breeze caresses the ground with a little fragrant pollen, and thousands of different flowers bloom on the boy

Then, the raging fire brought the summer heat, and the trees rose rapidly in the boy.

Immediately afterwards, the rotting and wriggling of flesh and blood replaced the soil and ushered in the growing sense of autumn. The leaves and petals withered, but their flesh and blood passed away, not death, but to transmit life to the surrounding vegetation.

In the end, the snow cover brought the winter to come, and the dry plants were asleep, waiting for the arrival of rebirth.

Thresh only felt one season, and before the next spring breeze came, the reincarnation came to an abrupt end, and the boy's body was dragged into the ground again by the ghost hand under the sound of Karthus' incantation.

"Now you understand." Karthus whispered, "After I pulled out his soul, his body couldn't control the magic power in the body, and could only leak it out. I just buried him here, His uncontrollable life force made this place become like this, and even the black fog couldn't restrain it."

The ghost fire in Thresh's eyes burned more vigorously: "Can't it be destroyed?"

"I can't destroy his flesh."

"you tried"

"All methods, no matter what, will be reborn."

"What about mincing it into minced meat and throwing it in different places?"

"I'm not sure what the consequences of that will be, and it might even change the entire Shadow Isle."

Thresh looked around, the boy's body only floated for a breath, and the vegetation in the chapel had doubled. Even the door Thresh entered was blocked by various vines.

Thresh swung his sickle, destroying all the plants around him.

He looked at Karthus' dry face, and for the first time there was no joke in his voice: "Who the **** is he?"

Karthus stood silently, his empty eyes seemed to see nothing, and seemed to be staring at the unreachable distance.

After a long time, Karthus said, "He is life and death."

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We are all going to die.

We are born for this.

But life and death have meaning.

They use undivided twins.

- Preface to The Book of the Dead

Chapter 409: The Daily Life and Discovery of the Leviathan

The first thing Daya did when she got up from the water bed was to check every corner of the room.

"Well, very good, that little blue guy finally didn't come to mess with me today." Da Ya breathed a sigh of relief.

When Da Ya learned that there was one of Bilgewater's four horror legends, Fizz, one of the four horror legends of Bilgewater, on the Leviathan, her heart almost collapsed, and an extremely ominous premonition arose.

Da Ya's hunch was correct. Fitz, the little monster, was exactly as the legend said. I was so scared that I almost lost my young life.

Fortunately, Daya was not alone on this ship. Fitz, except Syndra who didn't dare to play pranks, the other three took turns to "favor", and Daya still had some time to rest.

After repeatedly confirming that Fitz really didn't come today, Daya began to take off her clothes and take a shower.

The living facilities on the Leviathan were not complete. It was originally a Noxian battleship that had not been put into use for a long time, let alone the Hook to help the pirates take care of it.

Fortunately, Nami was there. Although Daya was a little afraid of this alien girl with a long fish tail and blue skin at first, she was unexpectedly better at talking than Syndra. Not only did she kindly help Daya make a water bed and decorate the room, She also used water magic to clean the Leviathan, Daya had never cleaned her place so clean before.

After stripping, Daya jumped into the water bed. This water bed can not only sleep but also take a bath. It is perfect. Nami will change the water bed every day. The spiritual support of her, if there is no Nami, Daya feels that she will be crazy sooner or later when she faces Syndra's cold eyes, Olaf's body odor and Fitz's never-heavy pranks all day long.

After washing herself comfortably, Daya shook her wet blond hair and guessed in her heart, "Nami is almost here..."

Sure enough, there was a knock on the door outside: "Miss Da Ya, I'm here to wash your clothes."

"Come here!" Da Ya went to open the door happily, and Nami came on time every time.

As soon as the door opened, the mermaid girl showed a sweet smile: "Good morning, Miss Taya."

"Hey... good morning." Daya was still not used to being called a lady, so she hurriedly welcomed Nami in and closed the door, "Excuse me, come every day."

"Where, we made you unable to go home." Nami summoned a stream of water to roll up Daya's clothes, and the stream itself turned into a vortex, rolling the clothes inside.

"Thank you, it's really inconvenient to have only one set of clothes." Daya sat cross-legged on the water bed, perhaps because she thought Nami was an alien, Daya wouldn't feel very strange to be naked in front of her, "But you guys The mermen don't even wear clothes, it's quite convenient."

"There is no material for weaving in the sea, and it was only when I went ashore that I found out that there is such a thing as cloth." Nami smiled and gathered a ball of water from her hand and handed it to Daya, "Here, drink water."

"Oh, thank you." Daya took the water polo, and Nami's magic made the water polo gather in her hand, "You can make fresh water, and you also depend on you to catch fish. You are still a mage. If you go to be a sailor, you will definitely be a sailor. Countless captains will rob you even if they break their heads."

"Thank you." Nami was still very happy to hear the compliment, but her eyes swept up and down Daya's body intentionally or unintentionally.

Daya noticed Nami's gaze, and she slightly covered the key parts with her arms: "What... what's wrong?"

"That...Miss Taya..." Nami seemed a little embarrassed, "Can I ask you something?"

"Of course it's fine." For the first time, Da Ya saw Nami with such a strange expression, and she felt a little unsure.

"You..." Nami hesitated for a while before finally speaking, "Have you ever masturbated?"

For a moment, Daya doubted her ears.

"You...you...what did you say?" Da Ya was stunned, she couldn't believe that such a question came out of Nami's mouth.