lol: Bind Syndra at the start

This reminder is mainly for outsiders such as Ryan and Vladimir.

As for him, Kalista and Yorick, they were already very familiar with this group of knights.

Compared to Thresh, who has been developing in the shadows, that group of knights are the real ones, who have engraved invasion and plundering deep into their souls.

Whether in the Soul-Devouring Night or in the Shadow Isles, they never stopped plundering.

Moreover, they do not discriminate in their plundering, whether it is humans or evil spirits, they are all their targets. They are like mad dogs that have lost their minds and want to bite anyone they catch.

Ryan: "If you want the horse to run, of course you have to give it some grass to eat. No matter how weak and indecisive the king is, he will understand this principle."

The emergence of the Iron Legion and their strengthening.

It seemed to verify the speculation of himself and others some time ago. Viego had indeed awakened. Even if he was not fully awake, he had at least gained some ability to control the black fog.

Because apart from him, there could be no other evil spirit that could control the black fog.

But for Ryan, this situation is actually the best one.

In my previous life, I had no money or capital, so I could only work like a slave in society.

But in this life, having power really means you can do whatever you want.

A gloomy atmosphere emerged around Ryan, no matter what the other party was planning.

What you need to do is the same, that is to rush forward!

But at this moment, Ledros suddenly took two steps forward. He looked at Ryan, who was eager to try, and asked sincerely:

"Can you let us go first?"

After a brief fight with Ryan, he knew how outrageous Ryan's strength was.

Therefore, he knew that if he didn't take action now, he might not even have the chance to clean up the battlefield later. After all, these evil spirits would not even have corpses after they died.

"You guys?" Ryan asked doubtfully.

It seemed to be responding to his doubts.

Kalista's hand stroked the spear that pierced her chest, and then the sharp spear appeared in her hand.

She responded with her actions.

The innocent smile on Yorick's face had long since disappeared. He looked at the knights ready to go, hatred in his eyes.

In that distant era when the sun still shone, it was the arrival of these knights that disrupted the lives of the people of Fukumitsu Island.

Even after the Curse of Ruin broke out, this group of knights did not stop.

He once founded five cemeteries, but now only one remains.

Because the other four cemeteries had long been reduced to nothingness under the trampling of these knights.

They are like a virus that roams around, not allowing any bit of beauty to appear on the Shadow Isles.

Yorick had no help before, and when facing the Knights alone, he could only choose to save himself.

And now...

Yorick looked at Ryan and Vladimir and said, "I have waited for this day for hundreds of years."

“…” Ryan.

Now that people have said so, what else can I do?

The gloomy atmosphere slowly dissipated. Looking at the three...four figures advancing fearlessly, he still warned, "If the situation is not right, I will take action."

"Thank you."

......

......

The terrain of the valley is not flat, with various protruding stones and rock layers randomly distributed, like inverted cave stalactites.

But when the warhorse also turned into an evil spirit, even if the ground was covered with steel needles, it would not be able to stop the horse's hooves burning with dark ghost fire.

The thick black fog was broken at this moment.

At this time, the Ghost Knights finally launched the first round of charge.

They were like a rushing wind, and arrived in front of the four figures almost instantly.

The Maiden of the Mist was protected by Yorick, who kept hurling insults like curses.

But at this time he ignored those voices, but stared at the knights in front of him, and suddenly grabbed a ball of light from the black mist of the Mist Maid.

"Haunted by a dark spirit!"

A cloud of mist surged out from the body of the Mist Maiden and fell on the path that the Knights ahead had to pass through, instantly forming a thick wall of dark spirits.

The Knights' charge continued, as if they did not see the protruding wall in front of them.

These battle-hardened Ghost Riders have already integrated their fighting skills deep into their souls.

There is no room for cavalry in war to retreat, because retreat often means the entire formation is disrupted.

And the horses behind you will not stop suddenly just because you are friendly.

While they still had flesh and blood, they dared to face swords, guns, and fire;

And after they became evil spirits, it seemed that nothing could make them retreat.

'boom! '

The knight in the front row crashed head-on into the dark spirit wall. Under the blessing of speed and strength, the man and the horse fell apart in an instant.

But their sacrifice also destroyed the walls Yorick had built.

Subsequent Ghost Riders were able to face off against these prey that dared to challenge them.

"Stand in front of me."

"..."

The Maiden of the Mist blocked the first attack from Ghost Rider for Yorick.

Countless faces hidden in the black fog turned into gray air currents under this round of impact, but at the same time, misty chains spread out from the body of the Mist Maid.

Every Ghost Rider trapped in the chains would instantly fall into some kind of slowing magic, and the ground and air would turn into a sticky swamp.

At this time, Yorick's figure finally passed the Maid of Mist. Holding a shovel, he walked to the Ghost Riders who were trapped by the Maid of Mist like a simple old farmer plowing the fields.

immediately.

'Bang!'

The shovel hit the Ghost Rider's head like it was hitting a sweet potato in the dirt.

The knight who was photographed immediately turned into a gray airflow.

At this moment, Yorick's gaze turned to the next Ghost Rider.

The simple smile returned to his face, and he even had enough energy to say to the Maid of Mist, "Well done! Try harder, and your king will see."

"...!"

Amidst countless unpleasant curses, another chain surged out of the Maid of Mist's body...

Real fighting skills are often not fancy.

Just like Yorick at this moment, he was like an old farmer with a good harvest.

Chapter 456 The awakened corpse!

According to the background story, Yorick is not a strong man who is good at fighting.

But as a character that can be recorded as a 'hero', dealing with a few Ghost Riders is not a big problem.

"boom!"

The shovel was swung down in a simple manner, and another Ghost Rider returned to the embrace of the black fog.

Yorick walked slowly towards the next one, his eyes were calm and a simple smile remained on his face.

It was as if he was not killing, but sending one corpse after another, which should have been buried underground, back to their favorite graves.

“No, don’t do this!”

The Maid of Mist's voice was a little distorted.

Her position has always been firmly on the side of the Black Mist and Viego, but when you can't control your own 'body', you can't truly control your own thoughts and choices.

Yorick's words, 'Your king is watching you,' really scared her.

She was genuinely afraid that the king was watching it somewhere right now.

But this fear could not help her escape Yorick's forced control.

She could only weakly shout words like 'No' and 'Stop' while diligently applying one shackle after another to the Ghost Riders who broke through the Dark Spirit Wall.

Finally, at a certain moment, the Dark Spirit Wall was completely broken down by the Ghost Riders.

But before the Maid of Mist could breathe a sigh of relief and relax her tired soul.

She suddenly saw Yorick pull off the necklace that had been hanging on his chest.

Inside the necklace is a drop of water of life.

In this world shrouded in black fog, Yorick relied on this drop of water of life to avoid several fatal crises.

Even if there is only one drop, even if it is not taken out at all.

But as long as it is there, both the vengeful spirits and the evil spirits will have an instinctive fear of Yorick.

However, now he pulled off the treasure that had saved him countless times, and then drank the drop of water of life in the confused eyes of the Maid of Mist.

"Have you thought it through and are ready to join the Black Mist?" The Mist Maid was a little surprised.

Yorick didn't respond to the Maiden of the Mist's foolish question.

The water of life made him feel a kind of vigorous vitality.

And with this vitality, the vague perceptions that came from underground finally became clear.

When this familiar feeling, which had been absent for nearly a thousand years, returned, Yorick suddenly felt his eyes moist.

It seems that what has returned is not only this feeling, but also the brothers and sisters who once grew up and played together.

The sound of horse hooves could be heard not far away.

But Yorick ignored it and turned to look at a temple not far behind him.

Not long after arriving here, he discovered the vague perception and also discovered this familiar temple.

This is where he once studied and lived.

And buried below are those fellow disciples who died tragically...

An image flashed through Yorick's mind.

That was the scene when his master was teaching him the doctrines when he first started.

The master said: Death is not the end...

"Death is not the end..."

We will meet again in death...

"We will meet again in death..."

The master didn't say anything, but looked at him with a smile.

Yorick seemed to have noticed his master at this moment. He smiled innocently and said slowly, "Let's get together now. I've missed you all."

"Buzz..."

At Yorick's call, the ground in front of the temple suddenly began to wriggle, as if something buried deep underground wanted to crawl out.

But a thousand years have caused the island to undergo many changes, and the power of the curse has added a certain direction to these changes.

Those things that belong to the past are like being put in shackles, and there is a will suppressing them and preventing them from reappearing.

The white light in Yorick's eyes began to flicker, and the blessing that the drop of water of life could give him had reached its limit.

Perhaps in a few seconds, he would be completely out of this 'drug-addled' state.

Yorick obviously couldn't accept this result, so he picked up the shovel.