He Comes From the Void

"It's really you, I almost didn't recognize it." As Sarah turned around, Kahn saw clearly that the bloody figure belonged to Sarah.

"How did you get hurt like this? Doesn't matter?" Kai'Sa asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Sarah looked at the burning Leviathan again, the meaning was self-evident.

"Are you done with your revenge?"

Sarah nodded: "I killed him with my own hands."

"After taking revenge, the next step is to defend Bilgewater. This is your city. Even Plank didn't go to fight the undead in the black mist, and you did better than him."

Kahn knew this feeling, because he had also experienced that after killing an enemy, he would feel empty and lost because of the loss of purpose, so he helped her find a new purpose.

"What are you talking about? How many people like you are there?" Jax suddenly said, disturbing the atmosphere.

The three looked at him. He followed Kahn all the way, took out a boiled egg from nowhere, and began to replenish his strength.

Kahn didn't know how to answer this question. Now there are three people, maybe there will be more in the future?

Jax tapped the egg on the lamppost a few times, then slowly peeled the egg.

"Who is this?" Sarah asked bluntly.

"I met on the road."

Sarah looked at him carefully again, her mouth moved: "Weird."

Running around at night with a lamppost, and calmly eating boiled eggs at the stinking butchery pier, it's not a weirdo or something.

"Next, we'll find a way to get through the second half of the night safely, or help the city get through it." Kahn thought for a while and decided where to go temporarily. "Go to Illaoi, she will dispel the black mist."

"But I just killed her lover, will she be so angry that she smashed my head with a statue?"

"So what, as long as Bilgewater and Baru stay together for a day, you will always have to face her. Even if she really rekindled her old relationship with Plank, she can't show it on the surface, and she can't avenge her privately .So you don't have to worry about her deliberately targeting you."

"You're right." She breathed out: "Let's go."

Karn looked back, and Jax followed. At first he didn't know why, but later he realized that he had promised to fight another day, thinking that this guy wouldn't take it seriously.

But that's good, he hasn't got the Eternal Flame yet, if Jax walks away, he has no idea where to find him, it's a missed opportunity.

They left the Slaughter Wharf, headed west towards the Python Bridge, and met the Lucian couple on the way.

The couple are still alive, not only that, but there are dozens of people behind them, some of them are dressed in rags, and they look like refugees from the slums.

Seeing the appearance of the three of them, this group of people thought they had encountered an evil spirit again, and trembled nervously. I don't understand why the Bright Sentinels who have been protecting them all the way don't do anything.

"Nice to meet you," Kai'Sa said.

"Honey, we are too." Senna said happily.

It is still too difficult for the two of them to protect these dozens of people. Every time the mist rises, a few unlucky souls will be taken away, and they are powerless to save them all.

Now that they met Kaisha and the others, finally someone could help them resist the undead that killed their lives.

"Are you going to the temple on the top of the mountain too?" Kahn looked at Lucian, it was no accident that they met here.

The surrounding terrain is open, and the undead cannot be avoided at all.

"right."

"How do you know where to go?"

"They told me." Lucian pointed to the people he rescued: "Some people say that the temple on the top of the mountain is guarded by Naga Kaporos' priests, who can hide from the undead."

"Then let's go quickly." After figuring out the reason, the group of people who met set off again. Except for some smoldering queen grass, these poor people were exposed to the black mist without any protection, and were sucked from their vitality.

They can't last long, and even if they can reach the temple alive, they will probably suffer from serious illness in the future.

But save as many as you can.

It was an unusual night, indeed, that even though there were dead bodies everywhere on the road, or unguarded catch, there were no pier rats to nibble on the easy-to-reach meal.

They walked along the plank road to the top of the cliff, and saw many knocked-down houses along the way, and the broken doors and windows faintly told one tragedy after another.

Kahn walked behind Kai'Sa, standing here he could see her every move. He signed one of her hands and told her to just walk forward without looking to the sides.

"I'm not that vulnerable," Kasha told Kahn. "I just feel angry."

"Why are you angry?"

"So many sacrificed their lives in vain to pay for the mistakes of one man."

Karn knew who she was talking about—the Ruined King, the one who caused all this tragedy.

The destruction of Blessed Light Island and the spread of Soul Eater Night were all because of his selfish actions.

"You thought he was great at first." He asked nervously.

He could not care about anything else, except Kai'Sa.

"This kind of love is twisted." Kai'Sa said without thinking.

"What if we were the protagonists in the story?"

"Such a thing will not happen. I am not an unarmed queen. I will not push this difficult choice in front of you." She stopped, fell to the back of the team, turned and said to Kahn: "But if something like this does happen, I don't want you to do it for me."

Kahn looked her in the eyes, she really thought so.

"I'll just ask, don't take it seriously. Hurry up and go." He pushed her forward, lowered his head and stepped on the path she walked, and within two steps, he said something in a voice that only he could hear.

"sorry."

Then he looked up and found that Kai'Sa was looking at him with complicated eyes.

was seen through.

"Trust me, nothing like this will happen."

Kahn nodded: "I believe you, I will not let this happen."

They held each other's hands tightly.

In the black mist, a bridge quietly emerged.

"We're almost there." Sarah stood at the bridge and waited for them. She said, "This is the Python Bridge. After you pass it, you will arrive at the temple."

The Mang Bridge is winding and winding, the bridge deck is asymmetrical, and the railings on both sides are shaped like waves pushing forward.

"Is this the same architectural style on Baru's side? It looks awkward." Kahn said.

If we say that in human aesthetics, symmetry is a kind of beauty, then this style is the opposite of beauty, and it is an anti-human design.

However, such a structure can indeed create an illusion of movement all the time, incorporating the teachings of Naga Kaporos into it.

"Maybe." Sarah poked her head out of the dilapidated handrail and looked around.

"Bilgewater is choking."