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

This is like trying to take a bath in lava during a volcanic eruption.

"Your Majesty, when the Night of the Soul Eater arrives, I do not think anyone will dare to attack the Shadow Isles."

"How about I go to other parts of the mainland to raid souls and strengthen the Shadow Isles?"

Thresh quickly spoke up to request it.

If he doesn't do this, all his plans will probably be nipped in the bud.

"No need, Thresh."

Have you ever heard the saying, "Better safe than sorry"?

"You are my most trusted subordinate."

"That's why I entrusted you with such an important task as guarding the Shadow Isles."

A profound look flashed in Foygo's eyes, and his tone carried a hint of emotion, making it clear that he was speaking with heartfelt sincerity.

Upon hearing Fryegor's words, Hecarim was the first to object, giving Thresh a murderous glare.

The appearance of Karthus had already made Hecarim's position on the Shadow Isles precarious.

But now, Fryego is saying that Thresh is the person he "trusts the most".

Good heavens, when did this green thing sneak out?

Hecarim is the number one hero of the Shadow Isles!

Thresh immediately noticed Hecarim's malicious gaze.

This left Thresh feeling utterly helpless and on the verge of tears.

God's most trusted subordinate.

Being unable to leave the Shadow Isles means losing the only opportunity each year to amass souls and increase one's strength.

This isn't trust; it's completely undermining and marginalizing Thresh!

The funniest thing is that Thresh himself couldn't tell whether Fryegor was serious or just deliberately targeting him.

Based on his past behavior, Fóyego was a somewhat mentally unstable madman.

After all, what decent person would act like such a sycophant?

And madmen think differently from ordinary people; perhaps that's really what Froego was thinking.

Moreover, just before this, Folgo had given him the fragment of Isolde's soul that he cared about most.

If you don't trust him, how do you explain this action?

"Yes, Your Majesty..."

In the end, Thresh compromised.

He is more inclined to believe that Fóyego made this arrangement on a sudden "spark".

At worst, he can just endure it for another year and wait for the next opportunity to unleash the Soul-Devouring Night.

Seeing this, Foygo nodded in satisfaction.

The situation in Bilgewater is still unstable, so it's not the right time to release Thresh and let him cause trouble.

Once the situation in Bilgewater is settled, he'll have plenty of time to play around with Thresh.

Thinking of this, a hint of mockery flashed in Foygo's eyes.

Unfortunately, Thresh didn't notice the strange look in Fryegor's eyes.

Thresh really thought he was Foygo's "number one favorite".

Chapter 62, The Shadow Legion, Strikes!

Python Islands.

These archipelagos are inhabited by primitive and innocent tribes.

The people here are devout believers in a deity called Baru.

Similarly, the headquarters of the Nagacapolos cult, the religion of the god Baru, is also located on this archipelago.

Nagakaporos, in the original language of the Serpent Islands, means "the endless monster that drives the sky and the sea".

Inside the temple of Baru.

Illaoi knelt devoutly on one knee before the statue of the goddess Baro, and continued to pray.

Suddenly, a majestic voice, as powerful as the sea, rang in Illaoi's ears.

“My servants, the evil of the Shadow Isles is about to strike from the south. You must stop its spread.”

Upon hearing this, a knowing glint flashed in Illaoi's eyes.

It looks like today is the day the annual Soul Devouring Night will erupt.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"I pledge my life to the name of the True One, and I will stop the spread of evil!"

Illaoi spoke respectfully to the statue, her tone filled with determination.

After bowing respectfully to the statue once more, Illaoi walked out of the temple.

Outside the temple, there were priests from many other religious sects.

Among them are many powerful individuals who have earned the title of "True One".

Even so, Illaoi is the most powerful among the True Ones. She possesses the strength of a true legend at its peak!

This level of strength makes it seem reasonable to call him the number one person below demigod.

Illaoi even has the ability to borrow Nagakaporos's power for a short period of time.

Illaoi's power is enough to inspire awe in anyone.

"Activists!"

"Evil is about to strike; it is time for us to put the teachings of Nagakaporos into practice!"

Illaoi raised the enormous golden statue above his head and shouted loudly to the group of believers and priests below.

"Long live the true one!"

"Long live Nagachabolos!"

The believers and priests shouted along with Illaoi, their eyes filled with hatred.

That was hatred for the undead of the Shadow Isles, hatred for the "undead".

It is also a hatred for the "undead," beings whose existence contradicts the teachings of Nagakaporos.

The most central tenet of Nagachapolus's teachings is...

“Every soul is born a servant of the universe; all desires of life are planted by the universe; the universe moves forward because all things eagerly pursue their own desires.”

Because immortals exist outside the normal flow of the universe, they are seen as an open provocation against Nagakaporos.

This is why Nagakaporos is naturally on the opposing side to Feuergo.

After doing all this, Illaoi turned to look south, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.

After the sun sets, endless black fog will engulf this land.

Even a powerful nation like Oloy can only guarantee that the Serpent Islands will not fall, and cannot take care of other places.

"Hopefully, fewer people will die in the Night of Soul Devouring this time."

Illaoi prayed silently in her heart.

........

Night slowly descended, and the black mist on Shadow Isle churned and boiled.

With each tumble of the black mist, the barrier surrounding the Shadow Isles weakens slightly.

As the last rays of twilight faded, the black mist suddenly poured out!

The Night of Soul Devouring has erupted!

"Kill, kill, kill!!!"

"I'm in so much pain!!!"

"Father, Mother, why did you abandon me...?"

"........."

As the black mist poured out, countless undead were swept up by it and rushed out of the Shadow Isles.

Folgo stood in the sky above the Shadow Isles, gazing down at everything below.

Under Fryegor's conscious control, the erupting Soul Eater Night rolled straight north toward Bilgewater.

At the very forefront of the black mist, a centaur stood at the crest of the mist, leading the Shadow Knights behind it as they sped forward.

The madness and bloodlust in Hecarim's eyes were now uncontrollable.