"Who is it?...summoning me."

Foyego's voice was low and hoarse, full of indignation.

"I am Thresh, I have called you back from the darkness."

Thresh's hand had been released from the hilt of the sword. He raised the sharp skeleton face and looked at Foyego, with a respectful tone as if he was meeting the returned king.

Foyego looked at Thresh with his eyes filled with light, looking at his face, as if recalling the difference between him and a thousand years ago... He remembered that Thresh was once a gentle scholar, who was complexly housed and managed dangerous holy objects.

He used to be very different from now, but it is no longer important.

"Such a cold world." Foyego took a deep breath, and a craze of black mist surged out of his chest, and no heart was beating inside. "My queen...where is my queen?"

"You have become weak due to your deep sleep. When your strength recovers, we will go to her."

"Where is she!" Foyego growled word by word.

"Your Majesty should first restore all his strength and meet his lover in a prosperous manner." Facing the angry Foyego, Thresh advised neither humble nor arrogantly.

Suddenly, Foyego hesitated.

"Foyego... is handsome and elegant, in his prime... what has he become now?"

This now, even if he sees Isuld, it will only become a shame for her. He must accumulate strength as soon as possible and cannot let his queen be shamed.

"Yes, I...I am her king. She will wait for me..."

Foyego murmured, and finally turned into a wisp of black mist and drilled into the destruction blade, silent.

Planck narrowed his eyes and looked at this scene. The ghost of the ancient king did not look at him from beginning to end, and even Thresh did not take him seriously. He had only a queen who had long passed away in his heart. He was easily coaxed by Thresh's words, and his heart was no different from a child.

No ambition, no ambition, only a corrupt and infatuated person in his mind... Such a person deserves to be king?

"So I have to destroy this guy's will?" he said disdainfully.

"He was looking for his queen, but the queen's soul had long been broken into countless pieces." Thresh said: "Thanks to the holy objects he prepared for the queen during his lifetime, those soul fragments were kept intact in the Horcrux. His love for the queen was the only way to control him."

"Of course, he will obey me." Planck felt that there was no suspense about this matter.

"With the sunstone you brought, the queen's memory can turn into a sharp cone, piercing into his heart... Enjoy this manor well. Although it is a bit broken, we will try again soon."

Finally knowing what the next plan was, Planck turned around and left.

Thresh is responsible for finding the queen's soul, and all he has to do is wait.

Wait for Foyego's power to recover, and then take it as your own.

After Planck left through the teleportation array, Thresh looked at the empty sanctuary and suddenly let out a cruel laugh, like a leaking bellows.

"Finally, all the chess pieces are all together. Planck, the amulet, and the king. Planck... will become a good host of mortals, but that amulet will sooner or later defeat him... the most powerful mortal will not be able to resist the erosion of the black fog forever."

The snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman gains profit.

He raised his hands and prepared hundreds of years of plans to kick off.

"When Planck's soul collapses, all the souls in the world will be harvested by me!"

...

On another side of the island, under the leadership of Ah Li, a group of people passed through the land full of spiders and tree monsters, and went deep into the twisted jungle to find Maokai.

In the center of the woods is a huge strange tree. Its roots are pulled away from the black soil to form legs. The branches become slender arms. The clustered tumors are its joints. The green leaves growing on the body are the only green things they see when they come to the island.

"What a magnificent tree spirit!" Bron looked up at the huge creature in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

Ah Li stopped in front of the ugly-looking monster tree, took off her hood and exposed her black hair, and her two fox ears stood up, then summoned the Spirit Spirit Pearl to illuminate the totem-like face on the big tree.

"Maokai, the eternal, please wake up."

The tree spirit sensed something, and the hollow eye sockets shone brightly, the leaves trembled, and the figure also rose up. It opened its mouth and emitted an ancient tone.

"Ali, are these outsiders... polluters... or..." The big tree's voice was heavy and slow, deafening.

"It's our helper, and they are also looking for Planck, the stirrer of the black fog." Ahri replied.

"Expel the polluters of the woods! I am suffering from torture. They are toxins and must be removed..." Maokai shook the leaves, like an old guy who was so angry that he shook his beard.

Sarah: "That's certainly, Bilgewater has had enough of the black fog."

"Where did these black fogs come from? And the undead, Bronn has always been curious about why this has become like this?"

Maokai stretched his thick arm to Ah Li, and pointed a finger thicker than her waist out toward her palm, letting her put her hand on it.

"Tell them, Ah Li."

Ah Li nodded, accepted Maokai's memory transmitted through the rough bark, and spoke slowly.

She wants to tell the story of Maokai on behalf of Maokai, otherwise it will be dawn when Maokai finishes his talk slowly.

What Maokai wants to say is actually the story Zell once told Baron Pine.

But from his perspective, the timeline was earlier, before humans arrived at Fukugawa Island.

But accordingly, it is not clear about the specific process of the destruction curse. It is only known that the disaster happened shortly after the king and soldiers came to the island. They released a curse, turning the white fog that protected the island into black fog, and turning the Fukugawa Island into Shadow Island.

Taking this opportunity, Zer simply completed the specific content.

He mentioned that Foyego had a confrontation with the residents of Fukugawa Island, who refused to provide the dead with a fountain of life.

Finally, a sinister and cunning scholar promised to take Foyego to the spring, which made him determined to attack and massacre the city.

And this person was later Thresh.

"These black fogs are Foyego's obsession. He has also become a powerful undead, and he is still looking for the queen even after he has died for so many years."

Listening to Zell's words, Gwen touched the mark on his neck and replied firmly: "His love is deformed and morbid, which makes my master feel pain... I will never let the master fall into that person's control again."

Perhaps Foyego and Isuld had a real honeymoon period, but his desire for control, which was too much but too little, ultimately deeply hurt Isuld.

He turned love into a shackle and into a torture instrument, causing Isuld torture.
Chapter completed!