Runeterra: I actually know a little bit about everything

"As your fiancé, I am willing to go with you. I will stand by your side and always support you."

A sinister glint of greed gleamed in Hecarim's eyes, just as he had when he set out to plunder other countries!

Under Hecarim's influence, Kalista, who was eager to help Feuergo recover, agreed.

She led Feuergo and Hecarim, who refused to disembark, on a ship without any soldiers to Blessed Island.

Yes, Kalista has strictly forbidden the bringing of any soldiers.

Upon entering Blessed Island, the once selfish and arrogant Foygo now appeared as a humble gentleman. He was extremely modest, even kneeling on the ground and begging the masters to save Isuld.

As Hecarim had said, when the masters on Blessed Isles told Folgo that Isuld could never be resurrected, Folgo collapsed to the ground as if all the bones in his body had been removed.

Just when Folgo was in despair and helplessness, a tall figure shrouded in a long robe appeared before him.

The figure held an iron shovel and had a transparent glass bottle hanging on his chest, containing a single, crystal-clear droplet of water.

He comes from the Twilight Brotherhood, also known as the Cult of Death.

He looked at Isuld in Foygo's arms and said softly in broken Kamavian:

"She was at peace, beyond pain, beyond struggle; she was in the light, she was the light."

Foygo raised his head, his face a mixture of sadness, surprise, and panic, and asked in a trembling voice:

So...did she really leave?

The tall figure beneath the black robe nodded slowly: "She rests in peace. She knows everything you did while she was alive."

Foygo buried his face in his hands and began to sob uncontrollably. His cries were heart-wrenching and moved everyone present.

Finally, Foygo slowly composed himself, his eyes lifeless as he mourned his deceased wife.

It seemed that everything was about to get better. Foygo accepted the fact that his wife had died, and the crew began to get busy preparing to set sail for home.

But it was at this moment that another scheming villain appeared!

His name was Errock Grell, who later became Thresh.

In front of everyone, Thresh shouted to Folyego, who had completely let go of the past, "I know where the Water of Life is. The only reason these masters told you your queen couldn't be resurrected was because they didn't want to give up a lot of the Water of Life!"

Once again, everything was shattered, and everything Kalista had painstakingly maintained vanished.

Foygo pointed his longsword at the master before him, and hope rekindled in his eyes. He wanted them to take him and Isuld to the location of the Water of Life.

The masters naturally could not agree, and it was under these circumstances that Feuergo raised high the token that Kalista had obtained that led to the Blessed Isle.

The barrier around Fuguang Island was torn apart, and dozens of warships rushed onto the island's coast.

It turned out that right after Kalista and her crew set sail in their small boat, Hecarim secretly had the Iron Legion soldiers follow them in a large ship!

A massacre thus descended upon this idyllic paradise.

Just as Kalista was trying to stop it all, a spear pierced her back and went deep into her body.

Kalista turned around in astonishment and saw Hecarim's mocking yet cruel expression.

"traitor!"

As she lay dying, Kalista screamed, her heart filled with endless resentment and obsession, before slowly closing her eyes.

In the end, all the scholars on Blessed Island were slaughtered, and all the treasures became the spoils of Hecarim and the Iron Legion. This was his true intention!

Guided by Thresh, Fryegor finally reached the pool of the Water of Life.

With a mix of excitement and trepidation, Foygo, holding Isold, slowly stepped into the pool.

In an instant, an extremely terrifying power swept across the entire Fuguang Island.

For a fleeting moment, Isuld did indeed return, and Feuergo was overjoyed.

Unfortunately, when Isurd stood up, he became a vengeful spirit driven by shadows and rage.

In her pain and rage, in her bewilderment at being stripped of death, she took up the King's Sword, Mu Qing, and pierced Foygo's heart with a single strike.

The magic of the holy water collided with the ancient sword, and the energy in the secret chamber erupted, sweeping across the entire island and binding everything it touched into a conscious, painful, and undead state—that is, the undead!

The original protective barrier of Fuguang Island has turned into a sky full of black mist, becoming a vessel for the spirits of the dead.

Folgo and Kalista disappeared from this continent, his kingdom turned into ruins, and countless great powers rose and fell during that time. As time passed, even his name was forgotten.

A thousand years after his death, Folyago was brought back to life by that strange power.

Driven by his unwavering determination, he would not fail this time. He would reclaim everything and reunite with his queen!

On the throne, Folgo carefully put away the music box in his hand, his whole being radiating a heartbreaking loneliness and deathly stillness.

In the vast black fog, only Foygo's murmurs echoed continuously:

She waits gracefully at the end of the black fog. My queen, my love, my heart, scorched and broken.

No cost whatsoever. All acts of violence, as long as they bring merit. For her, I must do it!

At this moment, in the southern waters of Piraeus, thousands of miles away from Shadow Isles.

Dark clouds blanketed the southern part of Piraeus, completely obscuring the previously clear sky, and dense arcs of electricity were constantly leaping within the clouds.

Below, the sound of the flowing sea in front of Volibear and Ornn was growing louder and louder, as countless huge tentacles parted the surface of the water, stirring up rolling waves.

Finally, Nagakabolos, the guardian of Bilgewater and the goddess of life, appeared before Volibear and Ornn!

Despite its small size and its overall strength being far inferior to those of the empires, it must be said that its guardian deities are among the most powerful in all of Runeterra.

Unlike any obstacles Ornn and Volibear had encountered before, Nagakabolos is a true native elemental deity of Runeterra, and she is remarkably similar to Ornn and Volibear.

Of course, the element represented by Nagakabolos is different from that of Ornn and Volibear; the element she represents cannot even be visualized.

Movement and life—these are the conceptual elements that Nagakaporos governs.

A gigantic tentacle, radiating a faint blue light and a rich life force, burst forth from beneath the sea, and a head with three enormous eyes appeared before Ornn and Volibear.

"Gods of fire and thunder, leave this place!"

Nagakapolus was unaware of Ornn and Volibear's intentions in being there, so she couldn't simply allow two gods of faith to appear in her territory.

When it comes to disputes of faith, just like with Volibear in the past, no god would ever let it go easily.

Just then, Ornn was about to say something, but he was interrupted by Volibear.

Volibear crackled with electricity as he rubbed his claws together, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

"What if I say no?"

Ornn: "."

Well, that explains it! Why was my stupid little brother so well-behaved the whole way? Turns out he was holding back something big!

He had barely arrived in the area when he went to provoke the local god, a god that even he himself was extremely wary of.

This is what you call an elemental god, a god of faith!

Compared to her, the wind spirit she encountered before was far too weak.

However, Ornn did not stop Volibear, because even he himself was very curious about the strength of this ancient god who was exuding a terrifying aura!

"Bang! Boom!"

Hearing the impudent provocations of the two intruders before her, Nagakapolos lashed her countless thick tentacles across the sea, creating towering waves that surged toward Volibear with immense force.

"Final warning, get out of here!" Nagakapolos's voice was filled with icy authority.

Unfortunately, Volibear, that warmonger, would never give up on this battle that was so close at hand.

Lightning bolts rained down, converging on his claws. Then, Volibear began to move, ignoring the crashing waves, charging straight at Nagakaporos like a moving mountain.

When Nagakapolus saw Volibear's actions, the last vestige of patience in her eyes was completely extinguished.

As fellow ancient gods, she could not back down since these two intruders dared to challenge her authority and encroach upon her faith.

An extremely dense life force erupted, and thick, blue tentacles burst forth from beneath the sea, thrashing wildly. At the same time, Nagakabolos also charged towards Volibear.

Nagakapolos is about the same size as Volibear, but because she has countless tentacles, she appears to be much larger than Volibear, who is nearly 100 meters tall.

"boom!"

The next instant, the lightning-infused claws collided with the life-giving tentacles, and the energy around them instantly contracted before exploding violently.

The surging energy fluctuations triggered violent explosions on the sea surface, and towering tsunamis spread outwards to the surrounding waters. All the ships in Piraeus quickly returned to the port at this moment.

After their first clash, both Nagakapolos and Volibear were taken aback; neither of them had expected their opponent to be so powerful!

But despite this, their battle is by no means over.

Faced with Nagakapolos's thick tentacles, Volibear tore one off with his claws, then bit down hard with his gaping maw, severing the tentacle that was capable of tearing apart a city.

Nagakapolos' tentacles tightly entwined Volibear's legs, constantly trying to pull him into the abyss-like sea, while her tentacles danced, lashing at Volibear's body from all directions.

Compared to Volibear, Nagakapolos is slightly stronger, after all, she may represent the ancient god of life and movement, and in a physical contest, she would not lose to anyone.

However, Volibear also has his own advantage, which is the Thunder!

“Crack! Boom!”

Just as Nagakabolos' tentacles entangled Volibear, the long-accumulated thunderstorm above began to fall wildly, with countless thick bolts of lightning carrying immense power striking Nagakabolos' body.

Blackened burns appeared on Nagakabolos's body, and many hideous bloody welts appeared on Volibear's body.

Nagakapolus endured the burning and numbing sensation in her body. The tentacles wrapped around Volibear's body began to tighten, and her body began to sink slowly below the surface of the sea.