There were vaguely identifiable shadows floating in the fog, and sharp claws and huge mouths flashed by, and the army of undead came to the island.

The black fog rippled, and many silhouettes could be seen vaguely appearing: resentful undead, howling wandering souls, evil ghost-like knights... all in one go.

And in it, a terrible spirit emerged from mid-air. He was burly, with wide shoulders, and wearing a tattered coat. He tied a book with iron chains around his waist, holding a long cane in his hand, and the holdings were densely engraved with counting symbols, and the top was shining with the light of the darkness.

"Kalsas." Vladimir took out the name of the undead from his small book: "He was the corpse collector of Noxus, but he awakened in the black fog, became the messenger of Shadow Island, and spread death to the world..."

Needless to say Vladimir, Kahn also recognized this as the Death Singer Karthas.

Thresh could not drive the black fog. This tide of black fog in the Soul Erosion Night must have been attracted by Karthas, bringing his undead legion.

It seemed that Thresh knew that he had no choice but to deal with them alone, so he found Karthas to attack them together.

It was really a bad time. He hadn't figured out how to take away the clock from the Secret Curry.

"Now, you have a song of time to prepare your shrouds and die decently." Karthas raised his cane, and a ghost fire burned in his hand, like a falling star. He announced in a high profile: "Death is not the end of life, but a new starting point...I will give you eternal life."

The elegy sounded, and the crying and screaming of the dead came from the black fog, just like the harmony of the chorus of death, and the verses in it made people cry with unstoppable sadness.

As he said, these two powerful undead did not take action immediately, but stood on the shore and watched from afar or led the singer on their own, leaving some time for these treasure hunters.

"It must be Kalsas that locked our ship," Vladimir said, his voice making Jolera tremble.

Kahn noticed her back to Vladimir to make a lip shape.

"fraud!"

But except for Kahn and the other two, no one raised any doubts about his explanation.

The blood chains that tied the ship seemed to be considered Karthas's work.

"Now there is no way out, so go back to the tavern first." Fyette suggested. Although she knew there was still a Siren hidden in the reef behind, she would definitely be attacked once it was opened.

Back to the point where you don’t make a profit, the atmosphere is very depressing, and fear is clearly written on everyone’s face, and it is hard to tell the difference between true and false.

"It's all your fault." Vakur accused Gavin angrily, his trembling tone as if he was about to collapse: "Why did you bring these broom stars back! You should let them die on the island!"

"I didn't know this would happen!" Gai Wen yelled back.

Kasha noticed the painful torture on the faces of the Senna and his wife, and took the initiative to stand up from behind Kahn to protect the Senna and his wife who had just been named by Threstone:

"Stop! Now is not the time for a quarrel. Thresh and Karthas are obviously trying to sow discord. He wants to test the bottom line of human nature and create conflicts between us to weaken our overall strength... No matter what, as the sentinel of light, Seine and Lucian are both our strongest combat power here. If we break our hands first and fall into their tricks, we will be really at the mercy of others!"

Kahn echoed: "That's right. We should unite and fight against the undead together, so there will be a glimmer of hope!"

Kahn was happy that Kahn could help with something.

However, he hoped that some people would die in the next melee, and then he could take the clock away naturally.

"You are not good things either! If you had known that they had a grudge against Thresh, why didn't you tell everyone earlier!" Vakur criticized Kahn again, like a mad dog biting people.

"Mad dog, what's the use of you yelling here? The first person who was torn apart by the undead was the ones who yelled the worst." Sarah cursed back viciously.

Seeing that the helper was treated harshly, Senna and Lucian finally couldn't bear the torment in their hearts and stood up to respond positively.

"I'm sorry, I've implicated you."

She first apologized sincerely, looked at Lucian and continued, "This happened because of us and ended because of us. We will sacrifice our lives to hold the dead for you. How many people can walk..."

"Sentinel of Light, no fear of darkness." Before Kahn stopped them, Sena and Lucian said silently, rushed out of the tavern with guns and shot at the undead on the coast.

The flashing lightning and high-frequency gunfire covered the requiem in my ears. The fog burned, and the dead souls scattered invisible in screams.

Kahn didn't expect the couple to do such a move. Do they think Kahn would help save the people from the tavern to the Siren?

How is it possible? Not only have they not got the clock, but they also have to be wary of Vladimir. Moreover, all of these people have ulterior motives, and something might happen if they save them.

The situation was even more chaotic by the rash attack of the Light Sentinel. When Kahn and the other two did not take action to create another retreat, the couple's behavior seemed to be in vain.

"Anyway, it's just a death. Open the secret library and I'm going to fight against the undead!" Kahn said deliberately. Anyway, Fyette didn't know what the hourglass could do, so he pretended that it was a killer weapon that could deal with the undead.

His main purpose was to open the secret library first, find a way to prevent Fyette from closing, and then wait for the melee to drag the clock to the Siren through the waterway - he had noticed that there was a beach below the basement, and he could take the clock away by himself as long as he broke the wall.

His statement was echoed by Gavin: "I want to take my spoils, too."

"Then come on." Seeing that Gavin said so, Fayette gritted his teeth and walked towards the basement.

She actually didn't want to open the secret library at this time. The situation was so tense, opening the secret library might cause looting, and Fyette was a very trustworthy person.

But at this moment, Vakur suddenly started to scream.

"I won't go to die with you. I...I want to go back to the room!" He wrapped his Piltwolf jacket tightly, as if this luxurious dress could help him block the black fog.

"I want to go back to the room, too." Captain Kosk's feathers shook and his speech was stuttering.

"Then I'll go too!" said Cholera.

"No!" Fyette shouted, but the three of them went upstairs.

"Do you think you can survive by hiding in the room?"

"Don't worry about them, open the secret library first."
Chapter completed!