he came from the void

Lucian glanced in with trepidation, his pupils shrank suddenly.

It was late again, and there was only a cold corpse and residual fear left in the room, and the resentment in his eyes was lingering in front of his eyes.

Senna said calmly, "You can't save everyone."

Lucian nodded muffledly, a few will-o'-the-wisps emerged from the black mist in front of him, a house not far away opened its door, and then a middle-aged couple walked out, calling a name, walking towards the will-o'-the-wisps without realizing it .

"Don't look at them!!" Lucian warned, but the other party turned a deaf ear.

The couple walked straight into the river with a phantom that only they could see, and when they rushed over, they had turned into two cold corpses with weird smiles on their lips.

Lucian knew that this was not the only case. There were many more people who were hiding in a room with air leaks and were sucked out of their vitality by the black mist, and ended their lives in various ways in hallucinations.

"The Black Mist will have its retribution," Senna said.

Looking at these resigned dead, he was inexplicably angry.But what good was that, he could only agree with Senna.

"The couple's son died of a sea plague less than a year ago and they miss him dearly. I should be thankful for bringing them back together again."

A voice suddenly came from the mist, and the viciousness in the tone aroused a familiar pricking pain in their flesh.

The ghost's body glowed with a sickly green light, holding a dangling lantern in its lifeless hand, and with a light flick, the two poor souls were taken away.

"Dear Senna, we meet again."

3 Thirty Chapters Weapon Master

Kahn flew through the air with Kai'Sa and witnessed the horrors of Bilgewater under the night of soul eclipse.

Except for some towering cliffs, Bilgewater was completely submerged in black mist.

Howls of terror came from White Harbor, where the dead were buried, and Blood Harbor was also shrouded in oppressive clouds. The wind howled on the ruins of Mourning Dock, and the flames burned all the way along the Butcher's Bridge. The cliff above the Gray Harbor lingers, and some strange shadows are reflected in the pool below, sparkling and fluctuating.

They were supposed to stay on the boat, but there was a strange flame in the pickpocket square in the distance. Although it was as faint as a spark in the black mist, it made Kahn feel very concerned.

The two landed on top of a rice shop, observing the situation in the square.

Fog gathered on the bounty list, and frozen tears flowed from the sea serpent's eyes.

The black mist boiled here, trembling convulsively, and something was tumbling in the depths, rushing out countless screaming undead.

The strange flame he saw came from a lamp post, which was held in the hands of a tall hooded man. The man waved the lamp post to defeat the attacking ghosts, so it looked like a flame was dancing in the distance.

A skull with condensed will-o'-the-wisps rushed out of the fog, with empty eye sockets and sharp teeth.

Its jaws were pulled apart as far as any joint could, and a mournful hiss escaped from its throat.

The man held the lamppost and turned his wrist, and the lampshade at the top touched the bridge of the skull's disappearing nose.I saw the light of the fire jump suddenly, and the will-o'-the-wisp dissipated.

With the light of the flames, Kahn saw that the man was wearing a porous mask, which together with the hood tightly covered the entire head, with no ears and hair exposed.

The lamppost swept across, the splashing sparks were dragged out of the long flame tail, and the shambling undead were swept by the foehn and turned into ashes.

The man in the hood noticed the two of them when he turned around, but he didn't make any moves, focusing on the undead around him.

He didn't seem to take Soul Eclipse Night seriously at all, the lamp post in his hand was burning brightly, provoking the shadow of death.

"I didn't expect to meet you here..." Kahn murmured under the helmet.

"What?" Kai'Sa looked at the man, unaware of what the flames meant to them, until Karn said a name she had almost forgotten.

"Eternal Flame."

"Is this the eternal flame we're looking for? It doesn't look special." Kai'Sa didn't feel that there was anything special about the flame in the lamp post. No matter in color or shape, it looked like an ordinary flame.

"I don't know, but Jax should be the only one who hit people with a lamp post. Let's get closer and test his attitude." Kahn jumped off the rice shop and grabbed a sailor who was pulling the wall below. The Revenant tore it apart with its claws.

A gargoyle-like thing with bat wings blocked his way, but was chased by Kai'Sa and Fistblade blasted him to pieces with a plasma bomb.Another shot hit an undead behind Jax that had bared its claws, causing the opponent to look sideways.

"Am I doing the right thing?" Kasha asked.

"It's a good job, it's just to see if the other party doesn't appreciate it." Kahn was dealing with the undead with claws and claws. A knife and axe hand held a machete taller than him, and he released a lightning bolt to tear it apart. , while thinking about how to get Jax to hand over the Eternal Flame willingly.

He noticed wisps of black mist clinging to Jax like spider webs, its tentacles burrowing into his thick purple clothing.

With a thought, Kahn pulled a brazier not far away to him with the mage's hand, and then kicked it to Jax's feet.

The square is connected by wooden shacks floating on the water. Kahn's kick just kicked the rotating brazier between the two shacks, and slid along the gap to Jax's feet.

He yelled at Jax, "The mist is sucking your life force, you need it."

Jax glanced at the brazier, the Queen Grass inside was burning in the black mist, emitting a violent pink light, and the smoke from it pushed away the thick black mist.

"Just in time." Jax raised the brazier with a lamppost and knocked violently!

The overturned brazier sprinkled the burning queen grass in all directions, and the black mist avoided it, and the undead hidden in it screamed in pain.

Karn frowned, he didn't ask Jax to use it like this.His original intention was to let Jax use the Queen's Grass as a talisman instead of throwing it out as a hidden weapon... otherwise the vitality would be continuously sucked away by the black mist.

Forget it, the lives of people with eternal flames are almost infinite, and they won't die if some of them are sucked away.

As expected of being called a weapon master, he wants to use everything as a weapon.

The black mist circumvented the flames and gathered again slowly. The tentacles of the mist twitched convulsively, and a deep and long sound came from the depths, like the horn of war.

The thunderous sound of iron hooves as the storm approached, one after another, was at least equivalent to the frenzied beating of a Noxian legion.

The waves pushed against the shack, and even the ground began to tremble, and frozen tears fell from the corners of the abandoned figurehead's eyes.

"Iron Group, they're here again." Just as Kai'Sa finished speaking, the silhouette of a knight appeared in the black mist.

Tall shadows against the midnight sky.Humans and beasts merged into one in a strange form, turning into a hollow demon armor filled with endless carnage.

The iron hoof stamped out the burning herbs, and the invisible ripples of fear spread out.

……

Sarah walked quickly to the next room, kicking open the door.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a few bullets passed by her unexpectedly and penetrated into the wall of the corridor.

She immediately turned around to avoid it, her back was pressed against the wall, and she looked down at her lower abdomen.

A red-hot bullet pierced through the armor and burrowed into the flesh, causing excruciating pain.In the room, the sailor was still shooting out of the door with a musket. The bullet hit the wall behind Sarah, but it didn't pass through.

Thanks to the solid construction of Noxus, if it were replaced by the wood used in ordinary sailboats, she would have to have a few more bullet holes in her body at this time.

Because of the protection of the skin armor, the projectile didn't penetrate deep, and was embedded in the flesh next to the bottom rib.

But also because of this, the heat diffused by the projectile will cause more pain to the surrounding sensitive nerves.

Sarah stretched out a finger, and the fingerprints on the fingertips turned into suckers.

She gritted her teeth, poked her finger into the eye-catching hole, absorbed the bullet and pulled it out.

The skin armor healed and sealed the wound, and she looked at the blood-stained bullet on her fingertip.

Ordinary bullets, not mixed with special resin and rue.

Used to kill, not against the undead.

"Planck probably gave these thugs advance notice, and they knew I was coming." Sarah immediately realized that her actions had been exposed, and the people on the Leviathan were on guard against her. There are more traps waiting for her.

Chapter 331 It's All About You

Sarah turned her head to one side, and the movement in the corridor caught her attention. She thought it was a movement made by someone.

The flames spread from the first room, and the flames jumped up high, licking the ceiling of the corridor, and spreading to this side.

The undead, who were afraid of the flames, rushed out of the burning door frame one after another, and slammed into the opposite door with force, and the dull impact echoed in the corridor.

The wooden planks became dry and brittle under the touch of the undead. Several men put their backs against the door together, trying to resist the invasion of the undead. However, the wooden door had been dented and the door panel had been separated from the door frame.

After returning from the Shadow Island, Sarah knew that doors and windows could not stop evil spirits, but they were willing to break through doors and windows to create a terrifying effect.

click-

There was a creepy sound, and the claws of the undead pierced through the door, and pieces of wood flew everywhere.

A man was caught in the back, screaming in despair, and was dragged into the thick fog outside the door.Another reached out and pulled him, only to have his arm ripped off and blood sprayed all over the floor.

The man was pressed to the ground by the undead and was powerless to resist. Several familiar pale faces suddenly pushed him towards his terrified eyes, and opened their mouths to swallow his life force.

The white smoke of the soul was pulled out from the seven orifices, and this group of undead behaved like a group of smoking ghosts and addicts who smoked clouds, but their behavior was more violent and strange... Or, they were like a group of drowned and suffocated people, and the fresh souls It's like a tank full of oxygen and it drives them crazy.

Two people were damaged at once, and the people inside finally couldn't bear the pressure, the door exploded inward, the undead rushed into the room, and then there were screams one after another.

Sarah saw that the dragged corpse had been covered with a thin layer of frost, and a spirit floated out of it, and immediately joined the frenzied hunting army.

Sarah snorted coldly and bounced the blood-stained bullet away.

Now, the undead had already started to compete with her. Even though she knew that there were more traps waiting for her ahead, she had to speed up her pace.

The sharp pain at the place where the bullet was shot was suppressed, and there was no movement outside the door for a long time, and the thugs inside finally couldn't sit still.The sound of footsteps came one after another. They were about to come out to investigate the situation, and rushed to close the door before the undead struck.

She looked at her fingers, and a cruel smile curled up at the corner of her mouth under the helmet.

Then she snapped her fingers towards the door, like an electric spark ignited a whole box of gunpowder. The instant strong light and loud noise made people suspect that the entire Leviathan was wiped out.

The thugs covered their eyes and curled up on the ground, as if this could reduce the glare remaining in front of their eyes at that moment, but only tears overflowed uncontrollably.

Sarah stood up and fired, each bullet infused with her rage, piercing their sinful bodies, leaving charred holes, and striding toward the next door.

Tonight, she will indulge the demons in her heart and start a killing spree.

Every room is like a fortress, and you will never know how many guns are holding you until you open the door.

She opened a few gun holes in a door, and was immediately suppressed by the violent gunfire, but she chose to bend down and walk to the next room. The black mist penetrated everywhere, and began to drill into the room along the gun holes.

In front of another door, some people didn't want to sit still, pushed the door out, stood in the corridor, and shot Sarah.

But the shot missed, and Sarah reacted and shot him out, then threw the body into the door, and then closed it in a mess, and got stuck with a rough oak latch from another room.

Just wait for the undead to come back to life, and the whole room will become an ossuary.

She had no time to wait, and from the direction of the gun bay came running a lion-headed beast, clad in scales, whose huge figure almost filled the corridor.

The lion-headed monster lunged forward, and the heavy hammer on its tail could easily smash the closed door.

Sarah ran forward, straight into the innermost room.

The door was unlocked, and she easily entered the deepest room of the Leviathan.

This is a utility room. Large and small wooden barrels are randomly placed around the room, as well as various tools and cables, all of which are things on the ship...

And in the middle of the room, the debris was emptied.

An oil lamp was placed on the back of a throne made of wooden canvas and cannon mounts. The dim light reflected a tall figure in a red cloak on the throne. The demon that killed her parents was exactly the same.

Ten years had passed, and although his face was covered with deep wrinkles, his spirit was at its peak.He rolled up his sleeves, his neck and shoulders were as thick as a bull's, his beer belly shrunk due to days of exercise, and one arm was replaced with an iron prosthetic, which looked equally strong and powerful.

"Captain Doom, stay safe."

Planck rose from his chair like a colossus rising from the abyss.

"It seems that you have been waiting here for a long time. Coincidentally, I have been waiting for this day for a long time." Sarah opened the helmet, stared at him intently, and closed the door with one hand behind her, shaking the ground Corridors are isolated.

……

Thresh's voice sounded like someone was breathing coldly from the back of her neck. Senna's breathing became rapid in an instant, as if her lungs were held in hands by icy claws, and every breath was mixed with the Freljord's breath. of frost.

She immediately raised the holy stone pistol, rubbed her fingerprints on the brass components, and aimed the gun at the undead shaking the lantern and hooked sickle. It was the embodiment of cruelty and the opposite of human nature.

Senna was a little worried, and Lucian drew his gun a little slower.

Thresh floated up from the misty river, so there was no sound of chain mopping.

Lucian's way of appearing in this way was somewhat beyond Lucian's expectations. Although he had a premonition that he would meet again, when Thresh actually arrived, he still felt his mouth dry and his palms wet with sweat.

He began to recite the incantation of purification, for the next battle, he must be as strong as iron.

The impenetrable black mist began to change, swirling around them, whistling past the doors and windows.

Out of it came a horde of screaming spirits, swinging Shadow's blades and charging at him with fangs.

Lucian and Senna looked at each other, entrusted their backs to each other, their guns shot clean light one after another, and slaughtered the cursed evil spirits.

Amidst the wailing of countless souls, a laugh was surprisingly piercing.

The voice came from Thresh, who, being pointed at by two guns, let out a gurgling laugh without fear.

Just when Lucian couldn't help but wanted to shoot, the black mist around his feet dissipated, and a young woman was stepped on by him, most of her body was submerged in the cold dark river, leaving only a disheveled head Floating on the surface of the water, the frightened face made a mouth shape for help.