lol: Bind Syndra at the start

"You actually used my words to attack me!"

Countless overlapping noises eventually became what the Maid of Mist cared about most at the moment.

Yorick was still smiling. He hadn't smiled so freely for a long time, so even his cheeks felt sore.

But he was still laughing, and he laughed out loud, "I just told you a reality."

"Delusion, delusion, it's all delusion!" The Maiden of the Mist finally looked at Ryan and the others. Her tone was like a demon crawling out of hell, and her white eyes revealed indiscriminate resentment. "Your minds are already disordered. Merging into the black fog will be your final destination."

"Is it?"

Ryan spread his hands and said, "Then call Black Mist."

"Black fog..." The Mist Maid looked at the black fog that was lingering in the distance but was hesitant to approach.

Her brain wasn't as bright as Yorick's, who at least could think independently and had only his own voice in his head.

As a will generated by countless soul fragments, her "brain" is like hundreds of sleepless people living in it.

Any slightly complex thought would produce countless answers for her, and then those noisy voices would quarrel directly in her mind.

Perhaps the only unifying thought is loyalty to the black fog and the curse!

"The Black Mist is afraid of them." Yorick kindly reminded from the side.

But this kindness was only met with a resentful look from the Maid of Mist.

"Are you sure she knows about the depths of the curse?" Ryan looked at Yorick with some suspicion. This mist maiden was obviously not very smart.

"Yes, although I summoned her, her will belongs to the Black Mist and the curse." Yorick said seriously, "I think she might be the only evil spirit on this island that belongs to the Black Mist and has her own will.

"No one on this island knows the Black Mist and the curse better than her..."

Powerful evil spirits like Kalista, Hecarim, and Thresh, although born in the Black Mist, do not completely belong to the Black Mist.

The black fog can restrict them at the level of power, but they have memories of their previous lives and can have greater autonomy in their choices within the range of the black fog.

The Black Mist cannot give them direct orders, so their understanding of the Black Mist is weaker than that of the vengeful spirits that roam in the Black Mist all day long.

Ryan nodded, "So do you mind if she gets a little bit excited?"

Yorick said, "Whatever. She is made up of countless soul fragments. Even if you destroy her once, the Black Mist will find other soul fragments to fill her place."

"So she achieved another kind of immortality?"

Ryan frowned.

Immortality means she can fear nothing.

Trying to torture a soul that has been dead for who knows how long with pain... is a bit difficult.

“No, she will die.” Yorick mercilessly dug up the Maiden of the Mist’s past. “Her birth was determined by the original soul fragment. If most of the soul fragments are replaced, perhaps another will will be born to replace her.”

The black fog suddenly rose up.

The Maiden of Mist seemed to want to pounce on Yorick, but was forcibly interrupted just after she made the slightest move.

"You can't hurt me." Yorick smiled innocently.

The Maiden of the Mist roared, "Traitor!"

Yorick: "I've never been on your side. Traitor isn't the right word to use."

"It's time for this farce to end..."

Ryan looked at the Maid of Mist, "I ask, you answer."

"dream......"

"wrong answer."

Ryan snapped his fingers.

A flash of dark flame suddenly appeared around the Mist Maid, and the gloomy aura instantly penetrated the black fog's defense.

The Maiden of Mist's form once again transformed into countless faces, the cold flames causing them to roar, cry, and wail...

About three seconds later.

Ryan put away the dark flame.

Several gray air currents formed by broken souls floated into the sky, but the gloomy aura appeared in time to swallow them up, completely destroying the chance of these souls' rebirth.

"Stop hiding..."

Yorick spoke into the nearby air duct.

The black fog that had been hidden with great difficulty reappeared.

This time, the Maid of Mist no longer had the initial resentment and distortion. She tried her best to stay away from Ryan.

His distorted face was filled with fear, like an ordinary person being targeted by an evil spirit.

Ryan is no stranger to this.

Whether it is these evil spirits, Azakana, or even a big demon like Tam, they will show a similar expression when they see darkness.

Not only did he not care about this, but he also hoped that his power could be a little darker.

Anyone with a little common sense knows that when criminals encounter the police, they will grit their teeth and hold on for a while. After all, they know that good people have bottom lines and rules.

If the interrogators were replaced by other criminals instead of police officers, they would not dare to hide anything.

Because they know that evil people have no bottom line.

"What happened in the Cursed Depths?"

Ryan spoke.

The Maiden of Mist replied immediately, "The changes in the depths of the curse are a regular pattern, and they happen every once in a while."

"She's lying," Yorick said suddenly.

"I don't!"

"she has."

"I believe in Him"

The dark flames surged again.

This time it took Yorick two minutes to locate the Maiden of the Mist again.

When he forcibly detained her, the figure of the Mist Maid had become much more blurred.

From time to time, half a face or a few twisted fingers would peek out from the outline of the edge.

According to Yorick, this means that the will of other spirits is eager to replace the Maiden of the Mist.

"Now you have one last chance."

Ryan looked at the Mist Maid without any emotion, including sympathy.

"I say!" The Maid of Mist expressed her attitude first, but then her voice faded. "What did you ask just now?"

This time the burns also blurred her will.

"What happened in the Curse Depths recently?"

"Deep in the curse..." The Maiden of Mist's figure began to waver, but under Ryan's threatening gaze, she answered honestly: "A will has awakened in the depths of the curse, and it is affecting the black fog and the curse."

Chapter 445: Chasing the Evil Spirit of the Betrayer

About half an hour later.

The Maid of Mist hid at the very back, trembling all over, as if she had just been bullied by a group of people.

The group of 'bad guys' who had bullied her gathered a little further forward.

Ryan looked at the group of tombstones around him, which extended from his left to the front, and the very end was shrouded by the black fog in the distance.

The Gravedigger lived up to his title, having built a cemetery on Shadow Island with his own strength.

Ryan: "Let's find a place to talk."

I have just obtained a lot of information from the Maid of Mist.

But information can only be transformed into practical help after it is analyzed.

Yorick followed Ryan's gaze and smiled a simple and satisfied smile.

Everyone has hobbies.

Ionians have a soul-deep obsession with the land and cultivation;

Over a long period of time, Yorick found his own hobby, which was digging graves and burying corpses.

Those tombstones are like coins in a child’s previous savings account; just looking at them makes him feel satisfied.

“Here it is,” Yorick replied. “Let them hear it too. They’ve sacrificed so much for this.”

'They' refers to the bodies buried underground. Over the years, they have traveled almost every accessible place in the Shadow Isles.

Although they ultimately didn't find any information about Viego, they did try.

Ryan hesitated, but did not refuse this novel proposal.

After all, on an island full of wronged souls, what is the difference between a cemetery and any other place?

"So how reliable is what she just said?"

"I don't know if the information is reliable, but I can guarantee that she is telling the truth, especially the part about the Black Mist."

During the thousand years of living together, the Maid of Mist has been mocking Yorick.

Yorick, on the other hand, had been observing the Maid of Mist.

He knew what every one of her reactions meant.

Honest people are like this. They don’t think about any fancy plans, they just keep moving forward along the most basic route.

From the moment the Maid of Mist appeared, he realized her special nature, and he has been observing her secretly ever since.

"So the power of the curse has been out of control for all these years?"

Ryan mused.

Most players know that the owner of the black fog is the clown Viego, so they subconsciously believe that the black fog has always been under his control.

But according to the Maiden of the Mist, at the same time the curse broke out, Viego also fell into a deep sleep that other evil spirits could not understand.

The black fog is the embodiment of the power of the curse, and Viego... or rather, the ancestral Blade of the Ruined King and Viego together constitute their 'roots'.

When Viego fell into a coma, the black fog could only use him as the core and spread freely according to some instinct.

The emergence of Soul-Eating Night is based on this principle of free divergence.

In order to maintain its existence, the Black Mist can only go out "hunting" every once in a while.

This is why the outside world has been unable to find the pattern of the Night of Lost Souls, because it has no logic or pattern.

And now... the will deep within the curse is about to awaken.

According to Ryan's understanding of the background story, perhaps this is why the Shadow Isles, which had been "stable" for nearly a thousand years, suddenly swept across the entire Valoran continent at a certain moment.

Designers only need to hammer here and there, without having to explain the connections.

But the world is always running in a chain of one thing after another.

Only by clarifying these seemingly useless causes and effects can we have a clearer goal.

"I saw a scene in... where he woke up by a pool, and there were other illusory figures around him." Vladimir couldn't help but interrupt.

The images they saw in the time tunnel were destined to lose the qualification to become the future, but that did not mean they had no value.

After all, the world cannot be completely overturned. Among those eliminated futures, some settings will always be taken out and used.

"So those figures could be Kalista and Hecarim."

The two 'heroes' may be enemies of each other, but when Viego is involved, their positions are forcibly glued together.

Whether it is what Ryan knew from the background story or the views of the two evil spirits on the depths of the curse just described by the Maid of Mist, they are enough to support this point of view.

The Maiden of the Mist's original words were: The Black Mist gives Kalista and Hecarim strength, and their killing and harvesting are a kind of return to the Black Mist.

The Black Mist can tolerate their fighting each other within a certain range, but if their actions affect the foundation of the Black Mist, then no evil spirit can escape the control of the Black Mist.

Vladimir had no idea what these two strange names meant.