He Comes From the Void

"You killed us! Traitor, I will cut your throat!"

Gawin was forced to sit up by Sabah's collar. This action involved his wound, and the severe pain distorted his expression.

And at this moment, Fayette saw a pendant slipping onto his chest, and she immediately took it off because the gemstones on it were glowing unnaturally.

Gawin's lips twitched, and Fayette immediately pushed the crazy Sabah away.

"Let him finish!"

"I'm sorry, I'm a mage, but I didn't do it!" Gavin cried out in pain.

Fayette froze.

"What did you say?"

"That's why I left Demacia." He twisted into a nervous smile with blood on his face, and a trail of blood emerged from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm a mage, otherwise how do you think I've lived on the island for so long?"

"You lied to me." Fayette never knew this, she thought her best friend was just a normal person. She also foolishly helped him tie the cable every day.

"I didn't lie to you, I just didn't tell you everything." Gawin began to cough: "Vladimir used Silva's crazy stone to control me to do all this, I never did anything to be sorry for you .”

Fayette felt numb.

Why didn't Gavin tell her everything, it's impossible to wash it away now.

Saba snatched the dagger from Gawin's hand: "You still want to quibble! Wait until I kill you, a black mage! The blood magic outside will stop, and the undead will retreat to the Shadow Island!"

For a split second, Fayette looked at him, and he looked into her eyes.

Having been with each other for many years, Gawin immediately realized what Fayette was thinking. He shook his head, but Fayette snatched the dagger from Saba's hand, and then stabbed her deeply in the back.

Saba stood up, but staggered and fell down again, her hands were helplessly grasping, and the madness in her eyes gradually dimmed.

"I'm sorry." Gawyn cried.

"It's okay." Fayette realized that she was crying too.

"We're good friends, aren't we?" Gawyn said, taking her hand in a weak grip, a dying grip. "I'm ashamed I didn't tell you. In Demacia, people like me were raised in fear, and I'm so ashamed I never told anyone."

"It's okay." When Fayette said it, Gawin was already dead.

She saw the blood from Gawin and Saba's body wounds being drawn unnaturally towards the gap in the basement, and finally gathered in a pool of blood above the black steel vault.

Then Cholera came back from the door, held the doll tightly in her hand, and told her through gritted teeth: "Gawenbai is dead, the boat on the pier is still chained with blood, and the real black magician is not dead yet."

Fayette let go of Gawyn's hand dejectedly.

Then, gunfire sounded outside the tavern.

...

The first officer, Raven, received the notification from Kahn, and the Siren left the cracks in the reef, sailed to the open sea, and fired at the rocky island from the side.

Fierce artillery fire bathed the black sandy beach, and the souls of the undead turned into black smoke amidst howls.

Lei Wen and a group of sailors stood on the deck and laughed boldly. All the anger suffocated in this place where nothing shit happened was swept away by the hot shells smashing into the pile of undead.

The undead in robes raised their staff, and the undead got into the water one after another and rushed towards the Siren.

"Fire, give me a hard bang! Kill a few more undead to go back!"

A cannonball landed at his feet, and Lucian immediately fell into the sand. After a deafening sound, he was half-buried by the sand falling from the sky, and he could still feel the scorching heat of the gunfire on his back.

"Senna!" After the explosion, he immediately raised his head, looking for Senna's location.

The latter fell on the beach, and Lucian ran three quick steps to help her up, only to find that she was unconscious.

They fought fiercely with the undead army for several minutes on the open beach,

Another shell exploded on the beach, and Lucian immediately hugged Senna tightly.

He looked up towards the sea and found a pirate ship approaching the pier, and the people on it were still waving at them.

"I'm sorry, I can't let you die here." Lucian picked up Senna and ran towards the pier.

Suddenly, a disgusting green disc lay on the beach, covering them, and Thresh's vicious tone rang in his ears.

"You can't go anywhere, this little lantern is your destination."

Lucian stopped, almost hitting the green light curtain that suddenly appeared in front of him, and his body and soul were separated.

Five bone spiers suddenly drilled out of the beach, and the adjacent spiers erected a curtain of light walls, and the ghostly prison shrouded the pair of light sentinels.

It is hopeless.

If he hadn't stopped in time just now, he would have seen his body pass through the wall of light now, but he had lost his soul and collapsed beyond the wall.

He heard the sound of boots stepping into the sand, and when he turned his head, he saw the warden walking towards them, with a piece of dry bone faintly exposed under the tattered vestment.

Lucian fired back, but the light round was blocked by a round of black light from the lantern, and his light could not drive out Thresh's darkness.

The hook sickle flew over and shot down the pistol. Lucian fought fiercely with the undead, and now he couldn't even hold the gun steadily.

Despair enveloped his face like a green light.

"Despite the struggle, your soul will be stronger because of the battle." Thresh's tone seemed to be talking about a delicacy.

The warden circled him, and the chains snaked out from between the belts, gradually wrapping around Lucian's body. The hooks tore through his windbreaker, reaching towards the warm flesh, colder than ice.

The glowing sickle hung above Lucian's head, soaked in the resentment of the dead, the blade's light flickered with anticipation, but it didn't fall down immediately.

Thresh looked at the two of them. If he took away Lucian's soul first, he would lose a share because of Senna's coma.

Noticing that the blade was turned towards Senna in his arms, Lucian finally regained the courage to shoot. He quickly grabbed Senna's hand, and passed his faith into the holy spear she held in her hand.

The bullet of Holy Light caused pain to Thresh for the first time, the bullet shot into Thresh's eye socket, and the soul lock warden let out a snarl. He dropped the sickle, clutching his eyes and twitching in pain.

A figure appeared in front of them out of thin air, and the purple light blade chopped off Thresh's ruined head, which was no longer a human head, and then cut open the lantern in his hand.

Broken lanterns and heads fell on the beach, and the Nether Prison was lifted. Countless souls scrambled out of the lantern and escaped into the black mist.

"No!" Thresh's head wailed, and then flew back to the headless body, and then pulled the chain, and the lantern returned to his hands. The flames in the eye sockets danced viciously, staring at Kahn.

"Run! Go to the boat and wait!" Kahn said to Lucian, and then rushed to Thresh.

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