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

However, after the ceremony, both LeBlanc and San Uzul got what they wanted.

Sarn Uzul was sent to the mysterious underworld, where he became "Mord Kaiser" and ascended to the throne of the underworld's ruler.

The witch LeBlanc used this ritual to usurp everything that Saen Uzul left behind in the material plane—including the means to achieve "immortality."

Only after this did LeBlanc and Vladimir make peace, and the Black Rose was established, leading to thousands of years of darkness for the Noxian Empire.

But now, Folyago will put an end to this evil ritual that took place thousands of years ago.

Chapter 315, Pale Desolation

Folyago smiled and looked at LeBlanc.

At that moment, LeBlanc suddenly understood the smile in Folyago's eyes.

It turns out that from beginning to end, in Folyago's eyes she was just a mouse being toyed with by a cat.

LeBlanc's face turned deathly pale. As an ancient monster who had roamed Runeterra for thousands of years, she had never imagined that she would actually face death one day.

You can only say that what goes around comes around.

"About Mordekaiser."

"Tell me everything you know, LeBlanc."

Folgo continued to smile, and although the smile seemed very calm, it still instilled a boundless fear in LeBlanc's heart.

Because she knew in her heart that everything belonging to "Lady Pale" was truly coming to an end today.

An invisible force of deterrence radiated outward from Foygo's body. Under the shroud of this aura, the shadow of death constantly assailed Le27 Fran, bringing a suffocating pressure.

Although LeBlanc was completely at her wit's end at this point, she still possessed the secret about "Saen Uzul".

This concerned information about Mordecais, which naturally piqued Feuergo's interest.

This is why Fóryg asked this question.

As gods who also possess the divine power of death, a battle between Feuergo and Mordecais is inevitable.

............

After a long while, as death approached, a sense of relief suddenly flashed in LeBlanc's eyes.

Perhaps the lie from thousands of years ago was a mistake from the start, and the witch named LeBlanc should have long since disappeared into the annals of history.

Now that things have come to this, accepting death is perhaps the best outcome for LeBlanc.

Thinking of this, a resolute glint flashed in LeBlanc's eyes.

She glanced coldly at Foygo in front of her; this was the guy who had ruined her plans and even put her in mortal danger at one point.

LeBlanc's hatred for Feuergo had already reached its peak, so naturally she wouldn't reveal everything Feuergo wanted to know directly.

"Hmph hmph hmph............."

"Want to know? About Mordekaiser and Nightfall..."

"Unfortunately... I will carry this secret to my grave!"

LeBlanc suddenly snapped, her eyes filled with resentment.

Seeing this, Foygo could only shake his head helplessly.

He had anticipated this situation, so he never expected LeBlanc to tell him everything so readily.

As the ruler of death and the Dark Lord, how could he continue to survive in Runeterra if he didn't even have these basic skills?

Thinking of this, a strange depth appeared in Foygo's eyes, and a dark gray color appeared in his eyes.

He slowly raised a hand and pointed it at LeBlanc. An indescribable power emanated from his fingertips and wrapped around LeBlanc.

“Buzz!!!!”

The decaying power, like rotten chains or a venomous snake eager to devour its prey, instantly bound LeBlanc tightly.

Upon sensing this oppressive and terrifying power, LeBlanc's fear surged instantly.

"So it was you!!!"

"Foyego!!!"

"You bastard, how could you possibly...?"

LeBlanc stared at Fiorio in disbelief, her eyes filled with horror.

Clearly, this signature sense of decay allowed LeBlanc to recognize Fryegwerk's true identity.

This was a devastating blow to LeBlanc.

In her mind, the ruler of the Shadow Isles, the so-called "King of Ruin," was nothing more than a spineless sycophant. How could he have the cunning and skill to devise such a meticulous plan?

But the current situation left her no room for disbelief.

Seeing LeBlanc's expression, Fóyègo simply smiled without saying a word.

He didn't need to offer any explanation to his defeated opponent; his power was enough for Foygo to disregard LeBlanc's resistance and directly perceive the deepest secrets of LeBlanc's soul.

"Do not!!!"

LeBlanc screamed hysterically, but it was all in vain.

..................

After a while, Foygo opened his closed eyes, which now held only endless depth.

"So that's how it is..."

Folgo had now learned everything about Saan Uzur and the secrets LeBlanc possessed.

Folgo sighed inwardly, then casually withdrew the power that had separated him from LeBlanc.

Under the influence of Folyago's power, those outside only witnessed the illusion of Folyago killing LeBlanc with a single sword strike, and were unable to discern the truth of what had just transpired.

With LeBlanc's power, she might have been able to transform into a decent undead after death, becoming a pawn under Folgo's command.

However, upon closer examination, Folger discovered that LeBlanc's method of constantly "adding fuel to the fire" to obtain immortality had already completely depleted her soul, rendering it rotten and worthless.

After contributing its last bit of value, LeBlanc's soul became useless ashes and was completely discarded by Feuergoh.

After doing all this, Foygo turned to look at Master Kushuo and Ruiyu and the others.

At this moment, the group of people stared blankly, their faces showing disbelief.

Chapter 316, The Little Fox is Very Proud

The legendary expert, Master Ku Shuo, and Rui Yu exchanged a glance, each seeing the complexity in the other's eyes.

Both men showed a sense of relief at the averting crisis, but more than anything, they were shocked by the strength that Foygo had displayed.

Both of them were fully aware of the terrifying power that LeBlanc had displayed.

But if LeBlanc, with her terrifying strength, was so easily defeated by Fryegor, then just how terrifying must Fryegor's strength be? How could the two of them not be shocked?

Thinking of this, Master Kushuo and Ruiyu suddenly felt a pang of regret.

The two had different reasons for their regret, but both felt a sense of loss.

.................

For the master of bitter talk.

On the surface, Foygo not only has a human identity, but is also the "successor" of the Gale Sword Style.

Although Folgo is nominally a priest of Bilgewater, he is actually somewhat related to the humans of Ionia.

Master Kushner should feel honored by Folgo's achievements and power, regarding them as the glory of the Ionian people.

But the reality is quite different.

It should be noted that Fojego came here at the invitation of the Vastaya.

It's somewhat ironic that a human being is here at the invitation of the Vastaya.

Logically speaking, given Foygo's previous achievements in slaying legendary beasts and defeating the beast tide, for such a significant matter as "negotiations between the two races," both Master Kushuo and the elders of Luo Yun should have invited Foygo to witness the proceedings.

Due to humanity's inherent flaws and certain calculations that cannot be easily dismissed, they ultimately chose to exclude Feuergo.

Judging from the current outcome, if it weren't for Fouguere's arrival thwarting LeBlanc's plot, everyone present today would probably have been completely manipulated by her.

And that's not all.

Most importantly, if LeBlanc's plot succeeds and the negotiations between the two sides break down, then the conflict between the Vastaya and the humans of Ionia will be irreconcilable.

This makes it increasingly awkward for the humans in Ionia the more outstanding Fryego's performance is.

The reason why Master Kushuo felt sorry for them was very simple: the Ionia side completely squandered a good hand, pushing a top powerhouse like Folyego to another camp.

"Alas...々~."

Thinking of this, Master Kushuo sighed, his heart filled with even more complex emotions.

..................

As for Vastaya, Ruiyu also felt very sorry.