Zell walked east along the twisted jungle and saw more and more ruins floating in the air.

The rock scratched, and the familiar stone dog statue appeared again, and along with the statue, there were many fog walkers.

They are dark all over, thin, hunched in shape, bent legs, and a pair of sharp claws, with hollow faces with their eyes and mouths, emitting a faint light of ghost energy from their bodies.

The fog walker climbed up from both ends of the cliff, occupying the narrow passage leading to the steps, and the crowding was even more crazy than the subway at night rush hour. Some had already climbed to the heads of other fog walkers and began to pile up, even jumped onto the floating stones, roaring at the group.

The Poluo grinned at the undead... Oh, without teeth, they instinctively felt disgusted by these fog walkers and took their most terrifying posture.

But no matter how convex the appearance is, it has no lethality. Fortunately, it has a fierce increase, so these fog walkers dare not lean directly over.

Zell found that the Polu were continuing to convert the fear of the Mist Walker into Polu energy, and the efficiency was not bad. In this moment, it was worth the half-day turnover of the cafe.

A crazy idea came out in his mind. If Poluo was compared to a sheepdog and these fog walkers were sheep, then would it be feasible to let Poluomu undead collect energy?

It seems to be OK, but a reliable shepherd needs to watch it in case those powerful undeads who can be immune to the evil aura will harm Poluo.

Thinking of this, he turned his gaze to Weigusi.

Weigus has lived on Shadow Island for a long time and has a high ability with Black Fog. When encountering danger, he can escape back to Bander City through the portal. He is the best choice for being a shepherd...

Feeling Zell's burning gaze, Weigus curled her lips disgustedly, raised her hand to cover her face with her long sleeves.

Zell found that her sleeves were dragged on the ground for a long time but were not dirty. She could see that the bottom was black when she was dragged around in the cafe with a mop. She was in the dusty wilderness.

Obviously the black fabric is not enough to explain the reason. If it is not a magic of dust removal, it is... After a closer look, it turns out that it is the black shadow holding Weigusi's sleeve.

It turns out that there is no peaceful time, but someone is carrying the burden on you.

The Mist Walkers continued to stack and gathered into hills.

Lucian looked at the dead, but his eyes passed through them and landed in front of the gate behind him.

There was chill in the wind, but a warm memory surged into my heart.

Through this path, you will reach the place where he once fought against Thresh.

He inserted the broken holy stone into the lantern, released Sena, and worked together to repel Thresh.

Afterwards, Sena repaired the Holy Stone Pistol and also repaired their relationship.

The two looked at each other, nodded tacitly and walked forward.

When the Mist Walker piled up to a height that could no longer be increased, it finally collapsed towards them like a wave.

Is it actually using this method to break through the evil aura?

"Just leave it to us."

Lucian drew out his two guns, and the Holy Light bullets shot out into a barrage, sending out the scorching baptism and tearing a passage among the dead.

The fog walker on the side broke through and jumped onto Lucian's back. He turned around and fed the bullet into its mouth, and at the same time turned into a cold light and shadow that broke into one end, occupying the high point of the rock and shooting wildly.

Behind him, Sena grabbed the Holy Stone Cannon from the black fog, attracted the black fog dissipated into the fog walker and then poured it into the cannon.

She aimed at Lucian and the undead legion in front of him. The cannons unfolded and shot the black mist out.

The shock wave passed through Lucian's body, but formed a shield of holy light on him, blocking the cold claws, and at the same time purging the undead in front of him one by one.

The time she was in the Threstone Lantern caused a strange change in her soul.

The perfect fusion of light and shadow has turned her into a more deadly weapon.

Carefully walked across the path, stepped on the stone steps, passed through the middle of the stone sculpture, and came to the gate of the Shadow Depot.

The gloomy door blocked them, and the platform in front of the door was tied by two thick iron chains, which made people silently think of the iron chain on Thresh.

"This is Thresh's powerful fortress? Ha! Bron has seen a bigger one in Frelljord!"

Bron spoke excitedly, as proud as the fortress was his family.

Lisanzhuo will not treat you as his own person. Your sense of national pride is too strong... Zele shook his head and heard Ah Li frown and said, "The black fog here is very uneasy and full of anger."

Parker: "We... are even more angry."

"Yes, no powerful soul can block between me and Planck, even this Threstone. I will let it know that Bilgewater is not easy to mess with." Sarah looked at the closed door in front of her and said casually: "I bet that this door is also locked."

Her words made Bronn think of temptation. He stepped forward and pushed, but he did not move at all.

Because this is a thick lifting stone door, it will definitely not be able to push it, and it cannot be directly used to use brute force to lower it down.

There was a conspicuous keyhole on the stone platform in front of the door, but they didn't have a key either. She looked at it again and said lightly: "There is no sewer entrance nearby."

"..." Parker walked to the door silently. There was no magic barrier on the door, so he turned into sea water and crawled into the gap.

"Jiji!" After him, Xiao Hei also took the initiative to pass through. When it called, Polu and others followed.

The little body became empty and passed through the stone gate, and disappeared into it... Only the bearded man hit the gate directly and was bounced back and sat on the ground to doubt his life.

Zeer opened the Poluo Book and immediately heard a roar.

Parker had already started fighting with the jailer. The tall jailer was wearing a shabby robes, shrouded in a disgusting green light.

Holding a huge long-handled battle axe in hand, he harvested his mind, and a miserable green flame burst out from the murderous blade.

The giant axe swept across and Parker showed the agility that a drowning person should not have.

He dissipated into water vapor, and then condensed again on the top of the prison guard's head, inserting the shaving hook into the neck.

But hidden under the robe was an empty skeleton rack, with no trace of flesh left. Parker's shaving hook only sawed off some bone chips, and was grabbed by a sharp claw and threw it to the ground.

So unbearable, he still likes to pierce the flesh and blood.

The giant axe slashed down on his head, like chopping eels into two pieces with a knife. The prisoners in the prison screamed in horror.

He turned into a pool of stagnant water and slipped away from the burning axe.

Zell watched this scene and made the Poluo and others rushed forward.

Xiao Hei launched a robbery, snatched the ghostly traits of the prisoner, and converted Zell into a lucky coin.

The jailer floating in the air immediately fell down and was beaten up by the Polu.

After all, they had a free time to get some zero-cost buffs. Even if the Poluo people are weak, they are not inferior to normal people. In addition, they have a large number of people and ignore the crushing of defense, so they quickly removed this bone frame.

It is impossible for the jailer to fight back, because he has lost his ghostly traits and cannot touch Poluo, which has ghostly traits.

Parker watched Xiao Hei pull out the ashes for a while, found a simple key, tilted his tongue and rolled it up and took it out happily.

After a while, the door sank to the ground, and the group either frowned or covered their noses and walked in.

Stepping on the steps and seeing the ashes on the ground, Sarah teased to Parker: "You have helped us solve the problem? Oh, you are so considerate."

"I'm thinking about adding you to the list, Sarah Doom." Parker found this a little harsh.

"You can add it, it's not my real name anyway." Sarah curled her lips and smiled. After coming to Shadow Island, she found that she was getting more and more courageous, and even the undead began to ignore it.

Zer got the key and came to the cage. The chains of the phantom formed a fog wall, imprisoning a soul in it. A corpse next to it had dried up into a mummy form, which was obviously Thresh's work.

Even maggots don't want to come here.

Seeing Zell approaching, the soul immediately started to cry.

"Why do you want me to be in this day and day? Let me go, let it all end."

"Why are you here?" he asked. But the soul did not answer, but just talked to himself: "Save me... and let me get out of reality and go to the spiritual realm."

"Vastaya?" Ahri's ears shook, and then came to the prisoner, with a fragrance of flowers emitting from his body.

The prisoner's soul is characterized by beasts, but unfortunately, it is not as bright as hers.

She tried to communicate with her soul for a few words, but she got a few repeated answers.

"His soul is extremely weak and his memory is incomplete. I'm afraid he's forgotten a lot of things... let him go."

Zell nodded and inserted the jailer's key into the keyhole. The chains and fog door of the phantom gradually faded away.

"You should leave this place and don't stay here and suffocate." The prisoner said to Ah Li, and immediately floated out of the dungeon.

"He was right." Yasuo replied: "The mental field here is sick, and it is very bad for you Vastaya."

"Is there any difference?" Bron asked.

"In Ionia, the spiritual realm feels like clean soil and fresh rain. The spiritual realm here feels like walking in the neck-deep mold, mud and mucus, which makes people suffocate."

"So, Freljord's spiritual realm must be full of ice and snow, which will definitely shock you!"

Ahri smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Humans can live in this environment by relying on food, but our Vastaya's demand for wild magic is no less than that of air. If we do not receive any supplement here, we will weaken little by little, as if we suffocate."

"What do you do? Bronn also felt the feeling of burying in the snow, as if he had heavy objects pressed on his chest, and it was really uncomfortable."
Chapter completed!