I, Folyago, am the most devoted lover in Runeterra.

"Leon!"

"You're really patheticly stupid!!!"

"How could anyone actually believe that there's such a thing as a free lunch in Noxus?!"

Bai Rui clearly didn't want to continue the act anymore; he believed that once he had lured Li Ang here, everything was foolproof.

He could take down a mere silver-rank swordsman with a flick of his wrist!

"Ugh...."

"I thought you could continue acting, but 333 brought me some surprises."

"I didn't expect it to end like this?"

The young man named Li Ang simply shook his head in disappointment, showing neither fear nor panic on his face.

Instead, there was a sense of indifferent calm.

"Ok!"

拜瑞的笑声戛然８'',5.0::2.!"９'6!5',0?1而止，见到李昂的这幅面色，拜瑞的脸色也很快阴沉了下来。

He had expected to see fear and panic on Li Ang's face, but Li Ang's calmness made him very unhappy!

"Humph!!"

"Hehehe..."

"You won't be so smug for long, Li Ang!"

"Crush every bone in your body!! Then drain every drop of your blood!!!"

"I want to hear your melodious wails!!!"

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Barry's eyes were gradually engulfed in blood red, and magical fluctuations began to surge through his body.

Seeing this, Li Ang shook his head and said softly.

"It seems I misjudged you; I actually thought you were a smart person."

A hint of boredom flashed in Li Ang's eyes. Then he gently raised his hand, and endless black mist gushed out, engulfing the entire room.

A flicker of fear flashed in Barry's eyes as he faced the terrifying black mist.

He could sense that compared to the power surging from the black mist, his existence was like that of a fragile ant!

"Do not!!!!"

Barry screamed, terror filling his heart.

But now, it's all too late.

The black fog relentlessly engulfed Barry...

Chapter Ninety-Eight: Ancient Bloodlines Buried in History

Foygo stood somewhat listlessly in the dark room, processing the memories he had just gained from absorbing Barry.

Lying on the ground was Barry's body, his face contorted in terror.

His soul has now been completely swallowed by the black mist.

That's right, it's Li Ang—it's the alter ego that Foygo has started playing again.

After all, the name Folyago is still too taboo for some beings.

It's best not to expose yourself if you can avoid it.

Mordecais.

Or rather—Saen Uzur!

Fryego's number one enemy right now!

People without thought, he must worry about.

After indulging in Sarah's affections for some time, Folyad began preparations to confront Mordecais.

A direct confrontation with Mordekaiser is definitely not a viable option.

Mordekaiser wouldn't be foolish enough to come to Runeterra and fight Fryegrass head-on on the Shadow Isles.

And Feuergo, of course, wouldn't be so foolish as to rush into the underworld and challenge Mordecais.

To defeat such a terrifying being, one cannot simply rely on brute force.

Unless Folyago now becomes a god-like being, it is unrealistic to expect to kill Mordekaiser by overwhelming force.

This forces us to draw upon the wisdom passed down from our ancestors: those who follow the right path will find abundant support, while those who stray from it will find little.

Foygo needs to seek allies.

Mordekaiser, whose real name is Sarn Uzur.

The creator of the Immortal Fortress.

The Noxian Empire was built on the ruins of the ancient empire of Sarn Uzul.

In other words, the current territory of the Noxian Empire is the same area that Mordekaiser once ruled.

If Mordekaiser were to one day invade Runeterra from the underworld, the first to be hit would undoubtedly be the Immortal Bastion of the Noxian Empire!

Given Mordecais's arrogance, he certainly wouldn't allow the territories he once ruled to be touched by others.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

On some levels, Fryego naturally shares a similar stance with Noxus.

In addition, as a place once ruled by Sarn Uzul, there might be some intelligence or clues about Mordekaiser.

This allows Feuerg to exploit the situation in order to find weaknesses in Mordecais.

In addition, Fiorio still needs to improve his strength.

The best way to increase one's power is to spread one's faith.

The Noxian Empire, with its open nature, is clearly a good place for the Dawn to expand.

For all these reasons, the Noxian Empire has now become Fryegor's new chessboard.

At this point, Fóyego needs to find a new piece.

At this moment, Bairy's clumsy trapping was like a godsend for Foygo.

........

"The Crimson Society... 々～."

"My dear uncle, he's quite capable..."

After obtaining all of Barry's memories, Foygo revealed a pleased smile.

—Berry Wallace

Or rather, the entire Wallace family.

On the surface, they are old nobles of the Noxian Empire, but in reality, they are loyal to a secret magical society—the Crimson Society.

This secret magical society serves a terrifying entity lurking in the shadows of Noxus.

—Vladimir

This name has been active in different periods of the Noxian Empire, and has had different images.

However, one thing they all have in common is that, regardless of the image or role the name represents, they all share a common thread.

—That means this name represents some of the most powerful figures in Noxus history! Great nobles!

Foygo waved his hand lightly, and a black shadow emerged from the black mist and attached itself to Barry's body.

A moment later, after a series of frantic convulsions and twists, Barry's body finally recovered.

With a cold expression, "Bai Rui" slowly stood up.

"See Your Majesty."

"Bairi" respectfully knelt at Foygo's feet, his eyes filled with reverence and wisdom.

"Kal'thas, I need you to play this role for now."

"Using this identity as a starting point, we will spread the seeds of dawn throughout Noxus."

"You can contact Sarah to get all the resources you need."

"Foygo said in a low voice, with a hint of expectation in his tone."

"Yes, as ordered."

Karsas responded immediately, his attitude remaining extremely respectful.

Foygo nodded in satisfaction, then transformed into a shadow and vanished from the spot.

After Foygo left, Karsas, controlling his somewhat stiff body, slowly stood up, and his unnatural expression quickly returned to normal.