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

Karthus came quickly and left quickly.

After all, as the dead, they should maintain a proper distance from the living.

"he......."

"Is he really trustworthy?"

The appearance of the undead made Pike, who was already having doubts, even more hesitant.

He stared blankly at the magnificent statue of the Dark Lord before him, his eyes filled with complex emotions, and asked Sarah beside him in a low voice.

If a mortal were to complete this magnificent statue, it would take an immeasurable amount of effort.

But for the gods, it was as simple as raising their hand that he appeared in this once empty church.

"Parker, you're wrong."

"Now we have no choice but to trust him."

"Not just for Li Ang, but also for Bilgewater."

A resolute glint flashed in Sarah's amber eyes before she turned and walked out of the church.

When Sarah pushed open the door and came outside, a ray of morning sun shone directly on her face.

It was dawn.

“Li Ang.......”

"You won't let me down, will you...?"

Sarah muttered to herself as she walked in one direction.

...........

Blood Harbor.

Blood Harbor has now been completely razed to the ground, and everything has been destroyed.

The old crow gazed at everything before it, silently lamenting the insignificance of humankind.

The terrifying sight of the giant beast on the shore last night, and the faint whispers of the two gods in his ears, left the old crow feeling utterly powerless.

Humans are nothing more than toys in the hands of the gods.

At this moment, countless sea monster hunters, under the command of the old raven, are working together to rebuild Bloodharbor, striving to restore everything to its original state.

Of course, even if it is restored to its original state.

It will probably not be long before the wooden floors of Blood Harbor are once again stained red with the blood of sea monsters.

Just then, a man came up to the old crow.

"Chat?"

A crisp female voice reached the old crow's ears.

He turned his head and saw a graceful young woman dressed in a well-fitting outfit.

Sarah, or rather—Miss Unlucky.

Last night, the whole of Bilgewater knew this name.

And everything that comes with its name—the Order of the Dawn.

Or rather... the Dark Lord.

This once unknown girl suddenly became the spokesperson for the gods.

The difference is so great that it's impossible not to feel a sense of awe.

This moment, that moment.

The old crow's attitude toward Sarah also changed noticeably.

"please."

The old raven now had to treat the Archbishop of the Dawn with utmost respect.

The two arrived at Blood Harbor, one after the other, in a newly built hut.

Inside the small house, there were only two simple wooden benches.

Neither of them made any special arrangements; they simply sat down naturally.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good don't.

The news of the gods' bet last night has spread throughout Bilgewater.

Although they didn't know what the gods were betting on, they knew the stakes were Bilgewater!

When Sarah comes knocking at this time, it's obviously not going to be anything good.

.......

"Time is limited, so I won't waste any more time."

"Old crow, I need your help."

Sarah looked directly into the old crow's eyes, without the slightest hint of retreat or evasion.

The old crow pondered for a moment, then finally shook its head.

Over the years, the old crow has weathered many storms, and his rich experience has taught him a lot.

There is a saying that goes well.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

In any case, staying out of this conflict is the best option for him and the sea monster hunter community.

“Now, I do not represent the 310th Dawn Order.”

"He was just an ordinary Bilgewater."

"I am not doing this for any god, but for the future of Bilgewater."

To the old crow's surprise, Sarah's sudden change of tone made him look at Sarah's face.

At this moment, the girl's face and eyes were filled with nothing but sincerity.

"I used to be just an ordinary Bilgewater."

"Until one day, pirates killed my mother, and then they killed my lover."

"The existence of pirates not only ravages the region, but also obstructs sea routes."

"This also increases the cost for merchants to travel to other regions, making it difficult for sea monster hunters to sell their prey for a good price."

Sarah recited the words she had already prepared, while staring intently at the old crow's face, trying to discern any signs.

A hint of hesitation flashed across the old crow's wrinkled face, and Sarah noticed this wavering.

"I won't let you help me for nothing."

After saying that, Sarah took out the Holy Water of Life.

"This is a sacred object from Fuguang Island, the holy water of life."

"It can make people—return to their youth!"

As Sarah spoke, she took out a small, transparent bottle containing a golden liquid.

At this point, the old crow couldn't sit still any longer.

He suddenly recalled a rumor he had heard when he was young!

Holy Water of Life!!!

Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Sea Empress and the Pirate King

In Bilgewater, talking about lofty ideals is just empty talk.

What kind of people come to Bilgewater?

A: People who can't make a living in their original hometown.

Year after year, day after day, the city of Bilgewater remained filthy and decaying.

Today, the old raven is a legendary sea monster hunter in Bilgewater, but this legend was in his youth.

But he was also an absolute scumbag.

Although "a hero doesn't dwell on past glories," the past is the past.

But deep down, the old crow was still a selfish person.

Right now, his eyes were fixed intently on the small, transparent bottle in Sarah's hand, not blinking an eye.

Desire, expectation, greed, doubt...

A complex mix of emotions filled the eyes of this sea monster hunter.

Who among those who are about to die doesn't want to regain their youth?