lol: Bind Syndra at the start

To this end, he had to use his most powerful trick.

"That kind of person should be allowed to die in endless pain..."

Sindraven was silent for a moment, then suddenly said to Vladimir, "Are you good at torturing people? Teach me."

Chapter 439 A Spark

The thing about tacit understanding is that you know what the other person will do even if they don’t say it explicitly.

The other party can also know what you want and give appropriate cooperation.

Both Sindra and Vladimir have a very good understanding with me.

Therefore, Ryan was not worried that Thresh would have a good ending. After all, strictly speaking, Vladimir had many more ways to torture people than himself.

As for Syndra, all she had to do was smash the black fog.

To some extent, these two people are both doing their own "old business", but I have more things to consider...

After all, Maokai is not some evil tree spirit. As the first nature spirit of the Blessed Isles, its roots have long been connected to the water of life.

In a sense, it is the 'source of life' of the island.

It is also one of the only two entities that has been resisting the influence of the curse and trying to restore the island to its original state over the years.

Ryan didn't know how powerful Maokai was during the Blessed Isles period, but after nearly a thousand years of torture, Maokai's methods, although seemingly powerful, were somewhat useless.

The constantly rising ground and the huge branches breaking out of the ground may be able to easily strangle the evil spirits in the black fog, but using them to fight the "darkness" is like trying to use Rafale fighter jets to fight against the J-35.

The Dark Wings allowed Lion to easily avoid terrain attacks and the branches that kept passing by. He even had to restrain his dark aura to avoid further harming Maokai, who was already badly damaged.

While Vladimir was screening and replaying Thresh's memories in the back, Lion had already arrived in front of Maokai.

The figure of this "big tree" is actually not as tall and sturdy as it looks from a distance. Its main body is probably only as high as a two-story building, but it is surrounded by layers of dead branches. These dead branches, which have been withered for who knows how many years, are still guarding their "source" in their own way.

In a sense, the entire jungle of the Shadow Isles was built by Maokai's "descendants". When a big tree has been entrenched in a place for a thousand years, its initially fallen branches and leaves will slowly grow into a forest.

In the universal cognition, plants have no souls, but in this magical world, plants possess an 'instinct' that is comparable to the imprint of the soul.

This instinct allows them to still know what "guarding" means even after hundreds of years of death.

It was then that Ryan realized that Maokai's weakness was more serious than he had imagined.

It is not relying on its own strength to fight, but awakening a certain instinct of its "descendants" to protect their home with their corpses.

People in the outside world may not be able to imagine that on this dark and gloomy Shadow Island, the dead 'people' are destroying, while the dead 'plants' are protecting.

The scene reminded Ryan of the song that dominated kindergarten and elementary school.

Perhaps the saying 'Who says only those who stand in the light are heroes' is explaining a certain truth about the world.

No matter which world we are in, in the dark corners that most people cannot notice, there are always people who are carrying the burden of everything that is taken for granted in the lives of most people.

After dodging another dead branch, Ryan landed in front of Maokai.

The tree villain, who had been throbbing in his heart for a long time, could not wait to jump off Ryan's shoulder and turned into a young tree man who was half the height of a man and his whole body was dark purple.

"Roar!"

A roar loud enough to stir the air emanated from Maokai's trunk. Its entire trunk was made up of sharp, hideous bark and branches, and the 'cheeks' carved on the top of its trunk were almost like those of a villain.

Maokai, with his mind blurred, couldn't tell what was around him. He instinctively raised his arm and then smashed it towards the short figure that suddenly appeared nearby.

But just as Maokai raised his hand.

The tree thief took out a flower from its body.

The night flower that had been carefully fed by Shu Jian for a long time swayed gently in the breeze of Shadow Island. The dim light seemed hazy and blurry in Vladimir's manor, but at this time on Shadow Island it was like the bright moon in the night sky.

In the endless gray world, its appearance seems to dispel the lingering chill in the air.

The arm, which was as thick as an adult's waist and covered with hideous spikes, suddenly stopped when it was a few centimeters away from the tree thief's head.

The ground that was constantly rising in the distance also fell into a kind of absolute silence at the same time.

It seemed as if the entire ruined jungle was afraid that their movements would wake them up from this beautiful dream.

Ryan stood behind the tree stalker, watching the towering figure's face slowly change from anger to confusion, and then from confusion to loss and hesitation...

After a long silence, Maokai's huge figure suddenly 'shrank'.

When the dead branches that protected it fell to the ground, some turned into thorns, while others turned directly into ashes.

Maokai's gaze seemed to be deeply attracted by the night flower, and his thick arm slowly moved downwards.

A drop of crystal clear water slowly condensed from its 'fingertip', as if it wanted to drip onto the night flower.

In the years that were so long that they could no longer be remembered, it had tried countless times to replant new night flowers on this dilapidated land.

But without exception, every night flower will be immediately eroded by the breath of curse as soon as it shows signs of growth.

It has been so long since it last saw the faint light of the night-blooming flower that it seems to have become a kind of obsession...so obsessive that it would not even hesitate to exchange the water of life as long as it can maintain that faint light.

But Shu Jian took a step back at this moment, preventing the drop of water emitting a strong breath of life from falling.

"?"

Maokai looked at the strange-looking fellow in front of him, and the memories of his enraged state slowly floated through his mind.

It could see that this group of people and its own kind seemed to have some goodwill towards it.

But the most important thing for it at the moment is not to get to the bottom of it, but to maintain this precious light.

Maokai: "Without the water of life, it will soon dissipate."

Shu Jian shook his head, and slowly placed the night flower into the hole in the ground. Then he stretched out several roots, and a gloomy power wrapped around the night flower.

immediately.

Under Maokai's astonished gaze, the night flower blossomed with even brighter light.

Tiny seeds fell to the ground nearby like moonlight.

And in the care of the gloomy atmosphere, one night flower after another slowly bloomed, like a spark that could start a prairie fire...

Chapter 440 Filling the Regret

"one."

"two."

"three......"

......

"seven!"

Maokai counted the flowers one by one, and at this moment even the most basic counting seemed to be endowed with a kind of happiness.

After the other party counted the last night flower, Shujian looked at Maokai.

The branches and leaves swayed above its forehead, as if communicating with Maokai in a vegetal way.

The latter looked at the tree traitor with his ferocious tree face, and then looked at Ryan behind him.

The rugged bark twisted several times at this point, trying to make itself look more friendly and approachable.

Time always makes many things we once had slowly become unattainable without us noticing...

The once kind spirit of nature still looked terrifying and ferocious no matter how it adjusted itself.

Perhaps the only thing to be thankful for is that there is nothing like a mirror on the Shadow Island where civilization has been driven out. The wilderness prevents the last bit of kindness on this island from coming into contact with some cold reality.

Ryan showed Maokai a warm smile. It was with this smile that the boy from the seaside won the favor of the local residents and also "captured" Rui Mengmeng, whose brain was comparable to that of the stupid beauty.

Maokai's huge figure paused again, like a normal person who had been locked up in a mental hospital for a long time suddenly saw Ryan, who was also a normal person. His eyes reacted but his brain had not yet caught up.

After several seconds, it responded by cracking an even more terrifying smile on its trunk.

"We come from Ionia..."

Ryan wanted to introduce himself.

He didn't say 'Piltover' because during the Blessed Isles era, the location of the first brick in Piltover was unknown.

But Ionia is different. Although it is not explicitly stated in the background story, it is likely that the people of Blessed Island, who are keen on magic research, are curious about the place in the world that is closest to the spiritual realm.

Perhaps the people of Fukumitsu Island had once set foot on that most ancient piece of virgin land.

"Shh..."

Maokai raised his fingertips, which were sharp enough to be used as spears, and after signaling Lion and Shujian to keep quiet, he dropped the drop of water of life that he had condensed earlier onto the soil around the night flower.

The grayish-white soil seemed to be awakened to vitality in an instant, and crystal clear water droplets were secreted from the night flowers that were ripened by dark magic.

The light shines on the water droplets, and then reflects a colorful rainbow.

Shujian was a little anxious. He looked at Maokai, who was wasting resources, and seemed to be saying something.

But the latter shook his head and said, "Only the water of life that can help life can be called the water of life."

Maokai lowered his body after he finished speaking, and his huge trunk made a sound like a branch bending.

Its movements were extremely cautious, as if it was approaching a sleeping child.

The ugly and twisted tree face stopped at a certain position with great restraint. It carefully sniffed the breath of nature, and its eye sockets as big as wheels were staring at the colors reflected by the water droplets.

The moment seemed like an illusion to Maokai.

It was as if the illusory hope had finally shown a little bit of its tail.

"Look, doesn't this rainbow look like the shape of hope?"

Shujian is still anxious.

Ryan patted its head and said, "I know you're anxious, but don't worry."

The tree thief is considered smart among the trees, but he still cannot break free from the shackles of the "tree".

It might be many years before it understood Maokai's behavior.

But Lion could understand Maokai.

It has been wandering in the curse for so long that even a faint light can make it feel like a treasure.

In this regard.

Ryan could only offer a little bit of chicken soup for the soul.

“The so-called rainbow is nothing but light. The reason you can see hope is because this light reflects the shape of hope on your transparent heart.”

Maokai raised his body, looked at Ryan and said, "Thank you."

Ryan: "Don't be so anxious to say thank you, this is just the beginning."

These words instantly brought Maokai out of his emotional state. A nature spirit that could persist alone in desperate situations for a thousand years could not be the kind of being that would be controlled by emotions.

The brief loss of composure just now was a sequelae of mania.

Maokai regained his resolve.

It looked at Ryan, then looked at the three people farther away, and finally asked about their purpose.

"Can you tell me why you came to the Shadow Isles?"

......

A huge figure sat quietly on the ground.

Surrounding it are five smaller figures.

Ryan optimized their goal slightly, changing it from venting Vladimir's anger to coming to Shadow Island to restore order.

As for the reason...he briefly talked about his good deeds.

In just a few years, the name of the Black Sun has spread from Ionia all the way to Piltover.

The Shadow Isles will be the next area to be bathed in the light of the Black Sun.

Maokai had no doubts about what Lion said. Never doubt the nature spirits' keen sense of breath and good and evil.

It could see that this young man who controlled the power of darkness had light in his heart that was enough to illuminate the entire Shadow Island.

What's more important than this is that Ryan has the ability to spread this light.

Over the millennia, Maokai has seen many stray explorers, including humans with righteous intentions.