The dull stars hang on the night sky, and the green and black branches of the Gantias tree are covered with the sky, constantly whipping the illusory silhouettes, as if someone has entered the spiritual realm, and a low and hoarse voice sounds.

"No wonder you are so unhurried. It turns out that reinforcements are coming, but do you think things are really that simple?"

In the dispersed spiritual area, the traces of shadows are lost and the branches are hanging down. Taking this opportunity to depict the strange patterns that have not yet been completed.

[Shadow Secret! Blades]!

The slender and dense black lines suddenly appeared above the array pattern like cracks in the space, crazily cutting the dancing branches in front of them, and the smelly blood dripped and slightly merged into the pattern.

[Shadow Secret! Clones]!

Jie's figure appeared and dissipated again, and then appeared on the collapsed golden hall dome, with pitiful expressions appearing in his eyes hidden behind the armor.

"Your end is here." The shadow tentacles spread across the castle, and he had sensed the breath of Modrian and the madmen of the Noxus war.

"Doomsday? Is this a joke? But it's not funny at all." A humanized old face appeared on the main trunk of the Gantias tree, with a crimson bloody mist swept away, and a strange look appeared.

"Then you look forward to it."

Jie shook his head slightly, and the figures of the war madmen of Noxus flashed in his heart. The giant tree in front of him was indeed good. The legendary strength and terrifying defense ability were still a little overestimated when facing those guys.

The strange confrontation continued. The Tree of Gantias was unable to complete the dark and fishy red pattern under the interference of the catastrophe, but the strange thing was that he did not leave, as if he was waiting for something, without considering his own situation.

With steady steps, he quietly arrived at the center of Harryman Castle. Modrian's eyes flashed with a dark green light. He immediately signaled to the Noxus people behind him not to rush to take action, and said softly: "I really didn't expect that I would see the vampire tree in the legendary deeds in the main material plane: Gantias!"

"So, should I call you the Tree of Gantias, or the Vampire Gantias?"

The slender branches dance like elves, curled around the main trunk of the Gantias tree, and didn't even care about the strange magic patterns on the ground. A trace of extreme danger was early warning in the depths of the soul, mixed with hidden excitement and desire.

"The title given to me by the world is the trace of the long river of time, and I have no choice." The Tree of Ganthias said in a low and hoarse manner, pausing slightly. He looked down at the noble lord in front of him, and his humanized face flashed with a bloody red color.

"Compared with this, I'm very curious, why did so many terrifying powerful men be born in a mere human kingdom? There is even a military force to destroy the Blood War Legion?"

"I don't think you are so curious. Sometimes curiosity can kill people." Modrien said with a smile, looking at the tree of Gantias in front of him, he clapped his palms: "Then I call you the vampire Gantias?"

"Ha, the vampire trapped by human heroes in wooden stakes. Such long traces of time are indeed... well... a bit funny, do you think so?"

The branches of Mib Castle, as soon as Modrian's words fell, slightly stirred up a transparent wind and wave. After a slight mental fluctuation, the wind was calm. Gantias cracked his mouth and revealed the hideous and ugly tree trunk: "A hero? Hero who goes to step on the horse!!"

"The rumors in the world say that devils and demons are the darkest and evil beings, but I think human hearts will be even darker and more evil. Do you think? Human Lord."

Hearing this, Modrian frowned gently, and some memories of his previous life emerged in his mind, and finally he nodded slowly: "Indeed, I agree with this sentence!"

Sometimes the human heart is indeed the most evil.

Gantias suddenly laughed, the branches danced, and it was rare to meet a very interesting human being. Although the environment was wrong at this moment, it would not hinder the excitement in his heart: "So, can the recorded heroic deeds be sure that it is true?"

Modrien lowered his eyes slightly, and a faint sarcasm flashed. As the peak knight, he clearly felt the painful and moaning sounds wrapped around the blue and black branches, which were emitted by the souls of the innocent people trapped inside, cursing everything in the world.

The accomplices who caused this sudden dark plague and destroyed countless human homes, or the murderer, were actually "heart talks" with him and communicating with the so-called poisonous chicken soup.

It's ridiculous, isn't it?

If it weren't for the flashing of [Temporary Mission: Dark Snooping] in the retina, Modrian realized something was wrong. Things were not so simple. He had already ordered Drius to kill Gantias in front of him.

"Are you going to tell a very interesting story? I'm willing to listen." Modrian nodded calmly and signaled to continue. It was time to show his acting skills, which he liked very much.

"【Night Tooth's Tip】, the terrifying tower I built? Ha, damn, evil, legendary spellcaster who is extremely perverted." Gantias showed an extremely resentful look, and every sentence contained fear and fear of a spellcaster.

"I am just the lucky one who survived by building a deep abyss magic array, deceiving many devils and demons, and using them to complete those crazy and vicious experiments."

"Maybe I should be glad that I am a great blood clan and have tenacious survival ability. Even if the wooden stakes are integrated, I will never be destroyed. Faced with such a perfect experimental product, the crazy spell caster transplanted me into the jungle of the abyss."

"Then I prayed desperately, begging for any existence that could pray. It is hard to imagine that a blood clan living in the abyss would be so pitiful. In that desperate and boring life, I even prayed for the evil god just to survive."

Gantias slowly spoke, his humanized face on the tree trunk was filled with evil black and red light, revealing a terrifying and terrifying grin.

"The human lord, giving you a gift is a reward for listening to my story. Remember, sometimes desperate prayers can really attract the attention of the evil gods."

"Those who have mercy on me are saved..."

"Grelas, the God of Plague!" Modrian said helplessly, recalling his conversation with Crabbes and the broken artifact imitation of the God of Plague: the Plague Ball.

At that time, he should have thought that no one could easily judge the power of the gods.

Now, for some reason, the God of Abominable Plague created this plague disaster in the main material plane, and even opened the abyss passage.

Then the rest is understandable, why the pan-conscious mind of the Kaladimos continent did not pay attention to the abyss passage, and with the power of the evil god, it should be possible to do all this easily.

"It seems you guessed that, right, I am the master who saved me, breaking away from the control of the crazy caster and living peacefully in the 19th Abyss: Abyss of Abhorrence." Gantias danced his branches and shouted loudly. "And gain the power of the dark plague."

"There is nothing wrong with this, I will bring plagues and disasters to the world!" Gantias, who had vented his emotions, did not notice. At this moment, everyone in the castle was staring at him silently, as if watching the dead man's final performance.

In the cold and quiet castle, Gantias seemed to realize something and stopped all movements. His evil face stared at Modrian, extremely cold.
Chapter completed!