lol: Bind Syndra at the start

Dark magic did give him many blessings, but these blessings did not affect his brain.

Therefore, it always takes a lot of time to recall many details.

And there needs to be related scenes as anchor points for retrieving memories.

"Kalista is a good person." Ryan said slowly.

There is not much description of "Skateboard Shoes" in the background story. This character does not seem to be favored by the designer, and many settings appear sporadically from other heroes or geographical stories.

After all, compared to other female characters with fair skin, beautiful looks and long legs, a dry soul image cannot attract players at all.

Even though many players like to flaunt their special aesthetics, saying that they are followers of Rek'Sai or Illaoi.

But only he himself knows what skins he bought and what hero appeared in his dream.

"Similar to Yorick?" Vladimir looked at the busy figure.

He actually had some impression of the name Kalista.

After all, Kalista is his junior.

"It's a bit more complicated. Her human emotions are being suppressed by other forces. But if we can wake her up, perhaps we can have one more... no, two more helpers."

The being most deeply bound to Kalista in the backstory is not Viego or Hecarim.

But he is an unknown chief swordsman.

"Did the darkness tell you all this?"

"Yes."

"What else did the darkness tell you?" Vladimir asked curiously.

"Darkness also told me that you seem to have a way of awakening emotions."

"You even know this?" Vladimir was stunned for a moment, then took out an exquisite glass bottle from his robe.

Before he met Ryan, the side effects of blood magic forced him to treat the symptoms by separating his soul.

This type of treatment will make him lose his perception of emotions, in order to add new colors to his long life.

Vladimir invented another way, he could use magic to condense other people's emotions into a tear.

This kind of magic is like a drug that can directly give a person stimulation and feelings at the soul level.

And the most important point is that it is powerful!

"I thought you needed to refine it on site."

"I didn't have time to use the ones I made earlier." Vladimir handed the bottle to Ryan. "Do you think things will go smoothly from now on?"

"What do you mean?" Ryan asked back.

Vladimir looked at the black fog in the distance, frowning and saying, "I always feel like we're being set up. This black fog is like their eyes spying on us, and our every move is under their control."

Perhaps it was because he was always used to using bats as spies, and then hiding behind the scenes to slowly manipulate the enemy step by step towards death, so he was particularly sensitive to such things.

From the moment they killed the Despicable Throat, evil spirits appeared before them one after another, and each 'evil spirit' just provided a piece of information.

This may seem like a coincidence, but for conspirators, every seemingly inadvertent coincidence contains countless calculations and pushes.

Ryan did not refute Vladimir's inference, but asked: "What is the ultimate goal of the person who set up this trap for us?"

"Yes..." Vladimir hesitated. "If he wanted us to leave, he wouldn't have planned this kind of encounter. So it seems like he wants us to stay, and is even slowly pushing us closer to the truth."

Ryan nodded. "I think the key point is 'slowly.' He doesn't dare to appear in front of us immediately, which means he is afraid of the power we have displayed. But he is unwilling to let us leave, which means he thinks that after a while, he will at least be able to confront us."

He paused for a moment, looked at Vladimir and said, "You're a little impatient."

The latter was silent for a moment after hearing this, "Yes, but I'm worried that being passive like this will cause problems."

"This is the battle between the fisherman and the fish." Ryan laughed.

Vladimir's anxiety stems from the unknown and his thirst for revenge;

And his calmness comes from strength.

He lowered his voice and said, "Do you know why I brought Sindra here?"

"Because Syndra is strong?"

"Yes, even I don't know how strong Syndra is, let alone the person hiding in the black fog?" Ryan comforted him, "He thinks he is fishing and keeps feeding the fish underwater.

"But perhaps the fish underwater is also using this method to paralyze the fisherman. After all...what if we show our fangs too early and he throws his fishing rod and runs away?"

The moment the words fell.

Ryan suddenly looked in a certain direction.

"Look, here comes the new bait."

Chapter 448 I also know swordsmanship

When a wisp of black mist suddenly appeared in a quiet cemetery, it was like an ink spot appearing on a piece of white paper.

There was no need even to sense any Qi; everyone could see with their own eyes the figure that emerged along with the black fog.

The figure was wearing ancient-style armor, and his translucent skin emitted a dim fluorescence.

The black mist around her undulated and fluttered like a living veil, and a dark, translucent spear pierced through her chest. It was the weapon that ended her life countless years ago.

A ethereal band emerged from the fatal wound and then extended into the depths of the black fog.

Countless vague figures stood in the black fog, and each figure had a faintly glowing ribbon connected to Kalista.

And at this moment... her palm brushed past the weapon that killed her, and an almost identical dark spear appeared out of thin air in her hand.

The weapon that once killed her can also help her kill others.

Her eyes, shining with a dim light, quickly scanned the surroundings, and then Kalista looked at the Mist Maid who was also hiding in the black fog.

"traitor!"

A cold voice rang out from the mouth of the evil spirit. Kalista's voice seemed to have some kind of reverberation. When she spoke, it seemed as if countless souls were roaring.

But unlike the Maid of Mist, where it seemed as if countless people were arguing in a chaotic manner, when Kalista spoke, the countless figures seemed to be echoing her.

There are also differences between evil spirits.

Kalista is obviously a high-end evil spirit. As for the Maiden of Mist... she does have her own uniqueness, but when it comes to the use of black fog and curse power, she is the most pure weakling.

As for Thresh, who was wiped out not long ago, he is also a special case. The Black Mist does not seem to have directly granted him any abilities.

But at the same time, there was no restriction on him, which was why he could search for souls everywhere to strengthen himself.

In terms of growth potential, Thresh may be the most promising evil spirit.

But unfortunately he met Ryan...

At this moment.

Ryan was looking at the figure that suddenly appeared. After appearing, the other party ignored them and rushed directly towards the Mist Maid, as if the only figure in his sight was the traitor.

Although the latter was "forced to take up arms", when the time came, he did not really stand still and not fight back for the sake of so-called loyalty.

Rays of faint light sprinkled out from the hands of the Mist Maiden. These rays of light seemed to slow down Kalista's body, and even the black mist around her lost its fluidity.

Yorick raised the shovel he used to dig graves. From his movements and posture, it can be seen that he is really not very good at fighting.

Even after Kalista's movements became slower, they were still incredibly precise.

The dark spear was like a tricky snake's kiss, always getting stuck when Yorick's movements were not smooth and suddenly bursting into acceleration.

This made Yorick, who was already somewhat reluctant, even more flustered.

After all, whether on the Blessed Isles or the Shadow Isles, his job is to dig graves, dig graves, and dig graves again.

But the power of the curse gave him strength and physical fitness, allowing him to respond in time and avoid danger several times.

The shovel passed down from the cult can always be placed in a suitable position to block the spear from Kalista before it is stabbed.

However, this crude defense did not last long.

Because when Kalista found that she could not break through in a short period of time, she chose another more direct way of attack.

He still used the spear as his weapon, but every time Yorick tried to block the spear with his shovel, the spear that touched the shovel would be torn apart by another force in an instant.

The shattered spear fragments would fly towards Yorick.

At this moment... the Maid of Mist, who had been "protected" by Yorick behind him, suddenly turned around and was firmly protected in front of him!

The spear pierced the body of the Maiden of Mist, but for the evil spirit, the so-called vital points did not exist at all.

Every time a spear pierced through, there would be one less cheek in the black mist behind the Maid of Mist.

And every time this happens, Yorick, who had been on the defensive, will protect the Maid of Mist behind him and use his shovel to try to attack.

The man and the ghost cooperated very well. After all, no matter how many hundreds of years they had been cooperating like this, if they did not have any self-defense ability, they would have been killed by the group of violent Centaur Knights long ago.

Ryan was very interested at first.

I have seen people beating each other;

I've also seen people fighting ghosts.

But this is the first time I have seen a ghost fighting another ghost.

But after watching for a while, he found it boring.

Yorick aside, Kalista's fighting style is not at all entertaining.

The combat skills honed on the battlefield often only pursue the simplest way of killing the enemy, without any fancy or unnecessary movements.

And as time goes by, it is foreseeable that Yorick will gradually fall into disadvantage...

"Aren't you going to take action yet?"

Ryan found that it was a little too quiet around him.

Vladimir pursed his lips, and a hint of nostalgia appeared on his pale cheeks.

He was also keeping an eye on the battlefield.

But his focus was on Kalista's armor style.

The armor seemed to pull him back to that era.

At that time, he was still a prince with the right of inheritance;

At that time, he would be as passionate and impulsive as other people of his age...

But time has slowly cooled the once hot blood.

Vladimir used blood magic to suppress the throbbing in his body. "It's not convenient for me."

"inconvenient?"

"There's no power from the Despicable Throat to cover me up here. Once I start, the aura within me won't be able to be concealed..."

Vladimir was afraid that if he revealed his ancient Kamavia bloodline too early, it would make the younger generation hiding deep in the curse more vigilant.

When the enemy is in the dark and I am in the light, the more tricks I hide, the greater my chances of winning.

"Then I'll do it."

Ryan walked over to Kalista.

But at this moment... another figure appeared in the distance.

Ryan was not surprised by this.

Players who have some knowledge of Kalista's background story know that Kalista has an extremely devoted follower.

He stopped and turned to look at the figure.

The other party was holding a huge sword in his hand and wearing armor very similar to Kalista's.

Vladimir was not in a position to attack, but he could still judge the opponent's position by the long sword and the style of the opponent's armor.

"He was formerly the chief swordsman of ancient Kamavia."

The chief swordsman had a very high status in that era. After all, this title was earned by fighting with one sword after another.

"What a coincidence! I also know swordsmanship."

Ryan said, holding out his hand.

In the palm of his hand, a gloomy airflow gradually condensed into an Ionian-style longsword.