An Infinite Journey From the Sea of ​​Stones

In all fairness, Illaoi is not powerful or difficult to deal with. She is just a stronger Baru without magic and divine power—but for a priest like her, she never relies on herself, but on her back someone.

It is not clear how powerful Naga Kabros is. It is not clear that Yunjuan is a pure background board setting that only exists in the designer's mustache.

But in any case, as long as Illaoi uses the power of Naga Kabros once, it is enough to dispel the black mist of undead in Hecarim and the entire Bilgewater.

It might not be easy to resist such an attack, so Yun Juan simply gave up a series of follow-up plans.

He intends to speed up the process to the end.

"Death, start singing!!!"

The cloud gathered all the brewing grievances, turned into billowing black mist and howled, sweeping towards the entire Bilgewater!

Those who were hiding at home watched in horror as the black mist representing death and terror swept in again, only this time, even the pirates who protected themselves and them were no longer there.

However, the strange thing is that after the black mist swooped down on the ground and spread out in an instant, everything... seemed like nothing happened again.

It's as if this is just a trick with a lot of thunder and little rain.

thump!

Near the Butcher's Wharf, on the pier full of sea beasts and cancerous carcasses filled with an unpleasant smell of blood, a dark ghost jumped onto the shore.

The scarlet and pitch-black ghost held a jagged dagger made of sea beast bones in its hand. It was one of the countless horror legends in Bilgewater, a betrayed sailor, a traitor who hunted endlessly in the dark. the ghost of the victim.

Blood Harbor Ghost Pike

However, this night legend that children can be cured of night crying in Bilgewater is extremely confused and even frighteningly looking at the bottom of the sea at this moment.

He didn't intend to intervene in this disaster in Bilgewater. Although this damn city was his hometown, because of betrayal, Pike was forever bound to this land that cursed him.

The dark and deep sweet sea was his resting place, yet just now his sweet sleep was broken.

But it's not that some blind guy attacked it, but...

He actually felt the smell of the same kind, the smell of being cursed by the sea, bound by Bilgewater, sinking into this deep and sweet sea.

And, not one or two, but... countless! ! !

As if to reflect Pike's thoughts, the next moment, in the direction of Qijue Bay, in the ship cemetery where countless loser shipwrecks were sunk, a dark shadow slowly broke out from the bottom of the sea.

It was a dilapidated hulk, its keel rotted away, and even the cabin was almost completely eroded.The ship doesn't even have many barnacles parasitizing on it, it's just a pile of junk.

But such a pile of tatters moved unreasonably.

This dilapidated old ship, which is almost completely scrapped, rises again in the cemetery of the sunken ship. The raised front half of the bow and the broken and hollow interior are like a giant sea monster with its fangs opened. tooth.

It just sailed towards the edge of Qijue Bay, and then... it drove on this waterless land!

Quiet, secretive, just like a nightmare in the deep night.

"What the hell is that?!"

Planck kicked the two large cancer mutants to the side of the gunpowder barrel he had placed, and ignited the explosives with the musket in his hand. Amid the blast and the shattered corpses of the cancer mutants, his eyes were on The boat coming from Qijue Bay!

It's almost like the ghost ship tales that Bilgewater sailors spit out while they're getting cheap and drunk in one of those taverns!

But not one, such a terrifying ghost ship... Waking up one after another at the bottom of Qijue Bay.

They didn't make any sound, but quietly sailed towards Bilgewater. Their boat sailed in the city, heading towards Bilgewater under the stagnant flow of blood that almost seeped into the city.

Among them, quite a few targets are directly towards Planck.

The eyes of the Pirate King narrowed slightly. Although he seldom remembered the people who died under his command, among the ghost ships sailing towards him... some of them were very familiar to him.

For example, a merchant ship of a Demacian nobleman, he still remembers the Demacian navy captain who was killed by him.He laughed at this group of landlubbers for daring to go into the sea, and then he and his subordinates tortured and killed his subordinates one by one in front of the crippled colonel.

In the end, the colonel was stuffed into the gun barrel and fired out. As expected, he must have no bones left, and he must be the nourishment for the fish in the sea.

But no matter what, he shouldn't appear here. When he executed the ship, it was more than half of Runeterra away from Bilgewater!But...but what the hell is this thing that appeared in front of him?

The weird ghost ship that was almost torn in two, and the broken parts were held together by cables and canvas sailed towards Planck, and under the icy moonlight, dozens of figures landed 'lightly' off the ground.

There were dozens of figures wearing broken Demacian military uniforms. Their bodies were completely broken, and some of them were even debris floating in the air.

But they hold knives, but they hold guns, even if their body structure is so outrageous that even the undead can't stand it.

"Hello, Captain Planck."

The leading captain, who was originally wearing a gorgeous military uniform with strands of gold, is now wearing a broken military uniform called a black robe. The back half of his head has completely disappeared, and terrifying debris is floating on his body.

With the appearance of a dead man, with a face as pale as a corpse, he walked step by step with a broken saber as a crutch, and smiled at Plank.

Under the tar dripping between the teeth, under the black hair that seemed to be floating in the air, he smiled ferociously

"I've come to you to pay off the debt."

22. Move is up

Black mist is spreading across Bilgewater.

This is the horrible memory that every Bilgewater person has engraved in the bone marrow, the black mist and the night of eating souls, the annual carnival of the dead.

But this year's event has clearly passed two months, but why, there is a second time?

And after an even scarier monster frenzy?

Bilgewater's vital forces had been almost wiped out under the ravages of the cancerous mutants, and the cautious part could only resist as if they were dying.

Perhaps the entire Bilgewater will perish in this "Soul Eater Night".

Miss Fortune realizes that this might be her chance.

Bilgewater's reshuffle shows that there will be an inevitable vacuum in power, and under this vacuum of power, she will be able to complete everything that has been laid for a long time!

Sarah hated Planck very much, but had to admit the other party's tenacious vitality like a cockroach.Bilgewater might be destroyed at the hands of that mad magician, but Planck wasn't sure.

She wants to get everything she owns before Planck regains power!

The streets of Bilgewater are all but deserted.The bells on the sea were still ringing, and the cries of fear echoed down the mountain.The entire Rat Town was completely immersed in the black mist, and the wind howled on the ruins of Mourning Dock.

The flames burned all the way along the Butcher's Bridge, a cloud of shimmering smog lingered on the cliff above the Gray Harbor, and there were very few cancerous mutants wandering on the streets, until the super-intensive exercise at night finally made these unsightly The complete biological weapon collapsed by itself.

People in the upper city hid in their homes, praying to the bearded lady that this inexplicable soul-eating night could pass safely.And those poor people with poor houses are not so lucky. Maybe they survived the offensive of cancer mutants under Yunjuan's hint, but they may not survive the next "Soul Eater Night"

"Everyone come with me!"

Sarah stepped on a barrel of gunpowder and yelled at the bounty hunters and some sailors behind her

They are all lucky people who survived the frenzy of cancer mutants. As for whether they are good people or not, Sarah doesn't know, but now even those who can pick up a knife are the strengths that must be fought for.

The survivors carried vigil candles made of whale dung they had found somewhere, and the light of the flames danced through the sea glass bottles.There were burning queenweed hanging on it, and it gave off a strange smell.

"Do you really believe that Queen's Grass is useful?" Miss Fortune asked.

Raven shrugged.His lips were drawn into a thin line, intently searching for danger in the mist, the wrinkles around his eyes tightened, and he pulled a smoldering grass root from under his clothes.

"Believe it, don't you?"

Miss Fortune chose to pull out her double guns, she only believed in this, she didn't think the burning grass roots could help herself.

"I believe that, and you. Do you have any other weapons?"

"This scimitar has protected me through six nights of soul eclipse." He said while tapping on the hilt of the sword. "I offered a bottle of ten-year-old rum to the bearded lady, and I got this knife. The knife seller swears that the blade is made of the purest sunsteel."

Miss Fortune only took one look at his scabbard to know that Raven had been tricked.The workmanship of the hand guard is too crude, and it is impossible for it to come from the hands of Demacian craftsmen.But she wasn't going to tell him.

"This time it's not Soul Eater Night, it's just a mad magician who wants to slaughter Bilgewater all over!"

"It's no different from Soul Eater Night. Both have black mist and want to kill us all, and there are also some dead and unclean things."

"I don't know what that madman's purpose is, or what he's trying to do!"

Miss Fortune patted her bullet pouch and said to the 30 people behind her

"Each of you grew up in dark malon." She raised her voice so that thirty or so people could hear. "If the undead want to fight, let them see what it means to have a strong temper!"

Under the oppressive cloud, no one laughed out loud.But she did see smiles on a few faces.For a night like this, that's enough.

Yes, such a desperate, depressing, terrifying night.The last bit of laughter may be the only good medicine to survive this desperate night.

She led the crowd to Pickpocket Square, the only open place in Bilgewater that was perhaps the best place to defend.

Miss Fortune didn't run into the houses that were classified as 'safe zone', she wasn't as stupid as those self-righteous pirates.

Not long ago, some pirates thought that monsters would not come after them if they ran into these residential areas.

But the result was that they were dragged out of the room by those terrifying cancerous mutants, and were devoured alive amidst howling.

In the final analysis, it was never the divided areas that determined the killing targets of these monsters, but the lunatic magician who controlled everything behind the scenes!

Maybe the mages are all crazy like this, maybe the only craziest among them was met by him.

But for these big figures who are high above and dominate the life and death of all things, maybe they can't understand the thoughts of these stinky mice who are trying to survive in the gutter.

Something was churning in the depths of the black mist, causing the mist to tremble convulsively.

A corpse covered in barnacles and starfish protruded from the darkness, densely packed and disgusting, with sharp teeth.Its jaw completely disappeared, its face was completely pale, and a mournful hiss pierced its throat.

Miss Fortune's bullets poured out, all of which entered the monster's eye sockets.However, the body covered with 'seafood' seemed to be a natural defense net, so the effect of her bullets was not obvious. She clicked her tongue in displeasure, shook off the pistol magazine, and reloaded the bullets extremely neatly.

The next bullet that flew out instantly blasted a streak of dirty blood on the head of the 'seafood monster'. It was obvious that the powerful bullet was a special warhead prepared by Miss Fortune.

She had planned to leave those bullets to Planck, but it seemed like a good deal for these monsters that gave her goosebumps.

The black mist exploded violently, countless equally terrifying undead poured into the square in an instant, and Miss Fortune stepped on the powder keg, laughing wildly at those undead and crazily pulling the trigger

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!"

"I'm going to use your internal organs as a harness!!!"

Wielding the flaming Bilgewater machete, the furious Plank threw himself into the killing of the undead in front of him.

It is true that he is old, and he is no longer the overlord of the past, but he is still Planck, and he is still the disaster of the sea!

He's a pirate, but he's also a formidable fighter!He once fought with raging waves, danced with the annual undead carnival, he is the king of pirates, and he is also a conqueror!

"We don't have guts."

"We have no blood either."

"Our flesh has long since been stripped."

"What remains of this body is only endless curses."

The myriad floating ghosts hissed and sneered at Planck, and as they said—

Whether Planck's scimitar chopped them up, fire burned them, or even dynamite reduced them to ashes.

They will all return in the abyss of death in the next moment!

Compared with the moving corpses brought by the black mist of the Shadow Isles, these monsters may be closer to the concept of undead.

After all, the undead in the Shadow Island will inevitably die if their bodies are crushed, but they won't. The world of life and death may be just one step away for them.

If you die, you will come back again.The dead will not stop breathing, and the dead body will not stop the beating of the heart again.

Soon, Planck's men collapsed amidst the endless killings!

Their defeat was also instantaneous. When the idea of ​​giving up came into being, these terrifying undead seemed to become stronger, pounced on them and bit their flesh and blood!

Death was born, and the soul was shattered, sinking together with the body into this endless sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Planck's fighting has almost reached the limit, he has no bullets, his gunpowder is almost used up, and even the scimitar in his hand is gradually extinguished by blood.

Heavy panting flowed out from the lungs like a broken bellows, and the weakness of his limbs made him feel that he might have to confess here.

"Go away, stupid spirit!!!"

Accompanied by a rough sound, a huge spiritual tentacles suddenly rose up, carrying ten thousand hectares of power, and instantly smashed the undead surrounding Planck into pieces!

Plank wiped off the blood stains on his face, looking at the tall figure in front of him, Illaoi stood there like a hill.

"You've learned your lesson, now fight! Kill! Conquer!"

Illaoi said with satisfaction, she once again saw the shadow of his past from Plank, no matter good or evil, if he moves, that's enough.

"I'm already doing it, bitch!"

Plank pulled a bag of bullets from the corpse of his subordinate, rubbed the blade of the scimitar with his hand, and smiled ferociously under the burning flames.

"If you talk nonsense again, I'm going to stab your ass with my sword!"

"Keep your mouth shut, otherwise, a slap in the face will blow your soul away." Illaoi said lightly