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

Maokai gathered all his life force to form a domain!

The black mist churned and roared, quickly engulfing Maokai's Vengeance Domain completely.

"Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!!!"

"It hurts!!! Someone please save me!!"

"Just kill me already!!!"

The black mist is not just a tide made of endless destructive power; it also contains countless vengeful spirits that have been devoured by the black mist.

Through the dark green Revenge Domain, Yorick could clearly sense the twisted and hideous faces of the vengeful spirits in the surrounding sea of ​​black mist.

Through his ability to communicate with the dead, Yorick was able to sense the anguish of these vengeful spirits.

This is the pain of being tormented by the Soul-Eating Night, a pain from which one can never escape.

Before he knew it, a tear rolled down Yorick's cheek.

Because among these vengeful spirits, many were former companions of Yorick from Blessed Isles.

But now, faced with this terrifying tide of black mist, Yorick can only eke out a living under Maokai's protection.

Yorick unconsciously clenched his fist.

......

Maokai's Vengeance Domain is like a lone boat on a vast ocean, seemingly about to be capsized by the relentless, surging sea of ​​black mist.

Even so, Maokai's domain remained unconquered amidst the surging waves of black mist.

"Oh?"

"Domain power...?"

Folgo remained suspended in the air, looking down at Maokai, who was still struggling to hold on in the black mist.

In Runeterra, once you reach Legendary status, you can use this power of domain to create your own domain.

Different fields possess different strengths, but the most fundamental principle remains the same.

As long as one is within the domain, the power of the domain lord can be greatly enhanced.

Therefore, the battles between the strongest beyond the legendary level often end up as a clash between domains.

Seeing that Maokai had used the Nature Domain, Foygo knew that this was not something that an ordinary tide of black mist could handle.

Of course, Folgo could have worn Maokai down with the endless black mist on the Shadow Isles, but that would have been too time-consuming and completely unnecessary.

It's not worth it for someone as insignificant as Maokai to do that.

Then, Foygo raised his hand and waved it gently, and the black mist that filled the sky immediately dispersed, revealing Maokai, who was struggling to maintain the natural realm.

"I've had enough of the spirits of nature."

"Foyago said in a cold tone, as he slowly descended from the air and landed on the ground once more," he said.

Upon seeing Fryegor return to the ground, a flame of vengeance ignited in Maokai's eyes.

Air combat has never been Maokai's forte, and if Fryegor stays in the air, Maokai doesn't have many good options besides dropping saplings.

But now that Foygo is back on the ground, Maokai feels his chance has come!

This is precisely one of the three great illusions of life... no, of life itself—that I can turn the tables.

......

Maokai knew he couldn't wait any longer and had to make a decision immediately.

"Evil madman, die!!!"

"Nature's Wrath!!!"

Maokai's eyes blazed with fury, and he seemed to have exhausted every last bit of his strength.

Suddenly, Maokai thought of something, hesitated for a moment, and ultimately did not choose to use the power he had been hiding.

After all, that was Fuguang Island's last hope.

Nature's fury was raging and the earth was trembling. Suddenly, dozens of huge vines glowing with a blue light rose up from the ground!

Each of these blue vines was nearly a hundred meters high and tens of meters wide, carrying destructive power, like a tangled dragon, surging and roaring as it attacked Foygo.

Faced with such a powerful attack, a hint of seriousness finally appeared in Foygo's eyes.

"Not bad, after fighting for so long, this is the only attack that's somewhat interesting."

As soon as he finished speaking, Foygo drew the Broken King's Blade from his waist for the first time in this battle.

With a slight exertion, Foygo began to channel black mist into the blade of the Ruined King.

Something strange happened.

The cursed power atop the Blade of the Ruined King is churning and boiling!

The originally pitch-black and deep black mist transformed into a purple mist radiating an eerie light the moment it adhered to the Blade of the Ruined King!

Folgo held the Broken King's Blade horizontally in front of him and slashed out with a sudden strike.

"Crack!"

A slash stretching hundreds of meters, resembling a purple mist, hurtled towards Maokai like a rushing, shimmering stream of light.

After unleashing this sword strike, Foygo seemed to have already foreseen the outcome.

He retracted the murderous purple demonic sword with remarkable ease.

In an instant, the massive, azure vines clashed with the purple mist-like light blades.

In just a fleeting moment, the outcome was decided.

The giant cyan vine offered no resistance to the purple mist blade before being cleaved in two.

That wasn't all; under the purple mist blades, even Maokai's Nature Domain was cleaved open.

Without the protection of his domain, Maokai was also cleaved in two by a single sword strike.

Maokai felt his soul dissipating, and he knew his life was coming to an end.

In the end, he was still unable to avenge Fuguang Island.

The last life on Blessed Isle (Yoric) will also perish after his death.

Chapter Eleven, Your Wife Tastes Good

"boom!"

Maokai's heavy body collapsed to the ground, kicking up thick smoke.

Yorick turned around in disbelief and looked at Maokai's heavy body lying on the ground.

He couldn't believe that the spirit of nature, which had just been so full of vigor and launched such a powerful attack, had now turned into a piece of wood.

The benevolent demigod who had always protected him finally perished here.

Between Maokai's severed torso, a strange purple mist still clung, constantly corroding and cursing him.

Yorick was spared because Folgo's sword was aimed at Maokai.

Logically speaking, as a spirit of nature and a demigod with life attributes, he should be able to achieve this.

Even if he were cut in half, Maokai wouldn't die on the spot.

However, Maokai had lost his source of power, and coupled with years of being eroded by the black mist, he was already in a weakened state.

Furthermore, the terrifying curse on the Blade of the Ruined King sent this soul of nature to its death with a single strike.

Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that his soul returned to the "black mist".

With Maokai's death, the powerful soul force of this nature demigod began to dissipate into the air.

The black mist above Shadow Isles, like sharks smelling blood, swarmed towards it.

The immense soul power belonging to the demigods thus became nourishment for the black mist.

"Um......"

"It feels really good."

As the black mist grew stronger, Foygo could clearly feel that his own power had increased considerably along with the growth of the black mist.

It was clear that Maokai's body, which had been cut in two, was about to decay and wither under the corrosive influence of the black mist.

Foygo quickly stopped the black mist.

Although Maokai is dead, his remaining torso is indeed a rare treasure.

Although it wasn't of much use to Fryego.

But the torso of a natural spirit that has survived for thousands of years would probably be worth a lot of money if it were sold to the outside world!

As the ruler of the Shadow Isles, how can one's vision be limited to just one city or region? Sooner or later, the Shadow Isles will have to align with international standards.

Keeping the remaining torso of Mao Qi: 6.3,: 4?? 8.:" 0.;; 1'; 5! 7 Kai will definitely be of great use.

Just as Foygo was pondering this in his mind, a gray-white cursed ray suddenly shot towards him.