Chapter 482 Resurrection Match
The materialized black fog of death surged into Lester's body like a tide and penetrated into his soul.
He did not offer any resistance but calmly accepted this power, this gift from the King of the Underworld, this invisible soul shackle.
Finally, Lester opened his eyes.
Feeling the overwhelming power in the depths of his soul, he no longer hesitated: "Amistan, what does our Lord need us to do?"
"Break down the barrier between the worlds of life and death and pave the way for the coming of the undead army." Amystan replied.
"How do we get through?" Lester asked again, "Attack the Immortal Fortress?"
As an eyewitness who had followed Swain in the confrontation with Leblanc, Lester already knew that deep in the Immortal Bastion was hidden a well of souls connecting the two worlds.
But this Well of Souls is not only still trapped under Leblanc's seal, but also hidden deep in the indestructible Immortal Fortress, guarded by Commander Swain and the three great demons himself.
To open the passage between the two worlds, they must first capture the Immortal Fortress. And in this battle, Mordekaiser underground cannot help them.
"We..." Lester felt his new power. Although the magic power transferred by Amistan was powerful, it was probably far from comparable to the three demons sitting in the Immortal Fortress.
"Do we have enough strength?"
"Conquer the Immortal Fortress?" Amystan shook her head: "I'm afraid it won't be enough."
“But His Majesty Mordekaiser’s power is far greater than it was back then. Even without going through the Well of Souls in the Immortal Bastion, His Majesty can open the passage between the underworld and the mortal world from other places—”
"However, this still requires us to present him with some small gifts from the mortal world."
"Gift? What is it?" Lester asked puzzled.
"Death." Amystan replied coldly.
"When a person dies, his soul will naturally go to the underworld. At this moment, the barrier between the two worlds will also crack a tiny gap to allow the souls of the mortal world to go there."
"So we need to sacrifice enough fresh souls to our Lord and use the magic of death to completely open the passage between the two worlds."
"And such sacrifices need to be held simultaneously around the world. We need to open enough gaps in all directions of the material realm at the same time to stabilize the plane channel."
"I see..." Lester understood.
It only takes a short period of time to create enough deaths to complete the sacrificial magic and open up the dimensional channel between the two worlds.
Although nobles such as Tomyli had been forced to leave their own regiments by Swain, they still had many family soldiers under their command.
Coupled with their influence in the imperial army and their secret control over the civilian gangs...
It would probably be no problem for the nobles to unite and gather tens of thousands of troops near the capital.
Of course, an army composed of these servants and hooligans cannot shake the Immortal Fortress, but if they just want to provoke a war and commit suicide... wouldn't that be easy?
Isn't it just organizing cannon fodder to die? He is very familiar with this.
"The Immortal Bastion shouldn't be a problem. If the nobles unite, the sacrifices in other places in Noxus should be able to be completed smoothly."
"But... the 'all over the world' you mentioned should not only be in Noxus, right?"
Lester asked, "Do sacrifices also need to be made in other countries, or even other continents?"
"Yes." Amystan nodded secretly.
"That would require enough manpower, and... a global organization." Lester looked over suspiciously.
The nobles had only started to change their temperament and keep silent in the last three months. It should not have been long since Amistan returned to the mortal world.
Is it possible for her to quickly establish such an organization by herself?
"Don't worry. The Leaders regard all the powerful people in the world as their enemies. And their enemies are our natural friends."
"We have friends all over the world, so we are not afraid that no one will join us."
"What's more..." Amystan paused slightly: "His Majesty Modkaiser has already realized the threat of the Leader."
"I am not the only messenger he sent back to the mortal world this time."
…
Shurima, southern desert of Uzeris.
Cassiopeia brought her new friend to the secret base she had secretly set up in this desert oasis.
"Is this the place?" the soul asked her.
“Yes.” Cassiopeia looked at the enchanting woman, or rather, the enchanting ghost, cautiously: “Lady Iris.”
That's right. This beautiful soul is none other than the Spider Queen Iris who died in the Ionia battlefield.
At this moment, she was standing quietly beside Cassiopeia in the form of a gray, translucent spirit.
"How many people are here?" Iris' voice was cold.
"More than 1,000 warriors. Including the slaves who can be commanded, there are more than 3,000 people." Cassiopeia said cautiously.
She also didn't expect that the messenger of God she was going to receive was the former Spider Queen Iris.
Iris used to be a high-ranking official of the Black Rose and was her and her mother's superior in the Black Rose organization.
Now that the Black Rose is finished and Iris has long died, she never thought that one day she would be able to work with the other side's undead.
"Your Majesty Modkaiser's power is truly amazing. He can even resurrect the dead." Cassiopeia tried to communicate with him.
"Yeah." Iris nodded, and then stopped talking.
“……” There was a subtle silence.
Cassiopeia couldn't help but ask again, "Madam Iris, what is the underworld like under the rule of His Majesty Modkaiser?"
"..." Iris' throat trembled slightly.
She really wanted to say that it was a hellish place where even ghosts wouldn’t go.
If she could do it again, she would definitely kill her own soul as soon as she arrived in the underworld, causing her soul to scatter.
In fact, that's what Vladimir did at the time.
At that time, she and Vladimir died together and were teleported to the underworld together.
After arriving at the underworld wasteland , Vladimir gave up all efforts to resist the underworld wind without saying a word, and let his soul completely dissipate on the wasteland.
At first, Elise thought that Vladimir was so decisive in killing himself because he was afraid of being caught and retaliated by his archenemy because he had led a rebellion against Mordekaiser together with Leblanc.
Compared to Vladimir, she was just a young person of several hundred years old.
When she was born, Mordekaiser had been in hell for several centuries, and the grudges from thousands of years ago had nothing to do with her.
So driven by the desire to survive, Iris tried hard to resist the invasion of the wind of the underworld and tried to keep her soul from dissipating.
Then she was "lucky" enough to meet the patrol knights under Mordekaiser, and was transformed into Mordekaiser's slaves by magic from those undead knights, and also gained the ability to adapt to the wind of the underworld.
In this way, she gained eternal life after death.
This seemed to be a good thing. After all, Iris had lived for hundreds of years and she didn't think immortality was a bad thing.
However……
It didn't take her long to discover what a horrible torture this eternal life after death was.
The Undead Knights abandoned her in the endless wasteland just like they treated other wandering souls.
She could do nothing, could not eat or drink, and had nowhere to play, so she could only wander aimlessly in the wilderness.
Although the wind of the underworld could not devour the wandering souls controlled by Modkaiser's magic, it still attacked her spirit all the time, making her feel excruciating pain.
One day, two days... This kind of life lasted for almost a whole year!
Iris was almost going crazy. She only hated Vladimir for not reminding her and taking her out of the sea of suffering.
Until three months ago...
Modkaiser suddenly summoned the millions of wandering souls in the wasteland, and asked this army of undead that had been preparing for thousands of years to gather in the direction of the Immortal Fortress.
Iris was also summoned there, as one of the millions of wandering souls.
Then, under the further order of Mordekaiser, a special talent who had died recently, had sufficient understanding of the current mortal world, and had strong connections and influence—
In this way, she stood out from millions of undead souls, "took the initiative" to step forward and became Modkaiser's "God's Messenger".
Elise was not at all grateful for the job.
She knew that she was dead, and as long as her soul lived in the underworld, it would be constantly attacked by the winds of the underworld and endure endless pain.
Unless you have some extraordinary obsession and must stay alive, otherwise dissipation is the best destination for a soul.
This will not change even if Modkaiser wins.
This guy is a demon. He wants all the dead souls to live in this pain forever and be enslaved by him forever.
In his world, death is not the end, but the beginning of hell.
Iris really wanted to say this and curse Modkaiser bitterly.
However……
"The underworld ruled by His Majesty Modkaiser is naturally our paradise and the purgatory of the Wind Leader." Under the invisible soul shackles, Iris spoke seriously and said something against her will:
“Those who oppose Him will be thrown into a desolate wilderness after death and suffer endless pain.”
“Those who are faithful to Him will be allowed to enter the fortress of God and attain eternal happiness.”
"So, Cassiopeia, you don't have to fear failure, and you don't have to fear death—"
"Our names have been recorded in the heart of His Majesty Mordekaiser. A life like heaven is waiting for us after death!"
…
An unnamed island in the Bilgewater waters.
The island is so inconspicuous that it does not even appear on any version of the nautical chart.
In the past, it was the secret lair of the Gangplank Pirates on the sea. Later, the Gangplank Fleet was wiped out by the Leader in one fell swoop, and this place was never exposed.
As an overseas base far away from Bilgewater, it was lucky enough to escape the liquidation of the Leader and did not perish along with Gangplank.
The person who controls this pirate island now is none other than Planck's former trusted general, Malik, the boss of the Hook Gang.
It was something to be happy about that he had escaped the reckoning of the leader.
But living in such a sneaky way only brought him greater pain over time.
"Boss Malik, we caught a few more bastards today who were trying to steal a boat and escape from here." One day, his subordinates brought him this bad news.
"What are you going to do about it?"
"This..." Malik was speechless.
According to the rules, such traitors who try to defect from the island should be hanged at the dock.
But the problem is... as the leader's power grows stronger, the pirates' living space becomes smaller and smaller, the life of the pirates on the island becomes more and more unsustainable, and defection has gradually become an unstoppable trend.
He has killed several groups of defectors in a row, but the pirates still want to leave here and find another way out.
If they continue killing like this... I'm afraid everyone will unite and kill him, the leader.
"Boss Malik." His confidants also took the opportunity to advise: "We pirates really can't continue!"
"Just think about what we've been living through these past two years since Captain Planck's death."
After Planck's death, they still hid on this unknown island and continued their pirate business with no capital.
At the beginning, it was OK. In fact, because their peers were wiped out by the leader, their business was better than before.
But then, the situation quickly changed.
After realizing that the transformation of Port Higashi could not completely eradicate the remaining pirates, the Leader quickly began to have the navy escort merchant ships.
With these defeated troops, they will definitely not be able to seize the valuable merchant ships.
By robbing some fishing boats without naval escort, one can barely make ends meet.
But later, as time went by, the proportion of wind leaders and wind chasers among the people of Bilgewater became higher and higher...
Up to now, every ship they encountered in this sea area could call out a few leaders from the ship.
A few leaders, plus the anti-sea monster Jinx rocket launchers that each ship is equipped with...
That is a precision-guided ship-borne missile!
Each ship is equipped with "ship-borne missiles", so how can these pirates who are still driving sailing ships and using bronze cannons fight? Forget about robbing, they will be lucky if they can escape alive.
"Boss, we really can't live like this any longer."
"My brothers have been afraid to open the shop for several months. We can't even afford to eat."
They could only use the pirate ship as a fishing boat and catch fish to fill their stomachs. After eating seafood for several months, they could not even eat a bite of bread, and they were almost vomiting.
That's all.
Because they are all wanted pirate remnants.
Even when they go fishing, they have to hide from the leader's cruising navy like rats that cannot stand the light.
Even those fishing boats from Hong Kong would vigilantly inquire about their identities when they met them at sea, and if they found anything wrong, they would use "ship-borne missiles" to deal with them.
Even the lousy fishermen who were bullied by them in the past can now chase them and beat them up.
Even if they caught fish, they dared not go ashore to sell them for money or buy daily necessities. They could only return to the island and live a self-sufficient primitive fishing and hunting life like the primitive Baru people.
They only had fish to eat, limited rations of fresh water to drink, rotten old clothes to wear, and simple wooden houses to live in. There was no electricity, no alcohol, and no entertainment.
"Boss Malik, our brothers can't hold on any longer. Just take us away from here! To Shurima, to Ionia, to Noxus, anywhere is fine!"
The subordinates all gave advice with a look of despair on their faces.
"Oh!" Malik also had a headache: "I know what you said, but..."
But where can they escape to?
The Windleader has officially intervened in Shurima and Ionia. Noxus will surely be "corrupted" in the future.
"The leader is already invincible. In the future, wherever there are people, there may be a leader."
“And if our identities were to be discovered…” Malik swallowed in fear.
He had escaped from Bilgewater. He could still vividly remember the unprecedented scene of the Wind Leader hoisting the masts of the pirate bosses in one go.
So he would rather hide on the island and live as a primitive man than return to the civilized world controlled by the leader.
"Boss Malik..." The subordinates looked at each other and said, "Please don't hesitate any longer! We can't stand it any longer."
"We would rather risk being beheaded than live like this!"
“……” Malik didn’t dare to say anything.
He knew that he could no longer suppress the voices of opposition.
No matter how much he disagrees, there is no need for a leader. He can be hung on the mast by his brothers right now.
"Oh, okay..." Malik agreed reluctantly.
After saying this, thinking of his uncertain future, he looked at the coast outside the window with melancholy.
These damn leaders!
How great it would be if there were no leaders in this world, if this was still Captain Gangplank's world!
In the glorious moments of Planck's rule, those fishermen were just ants under his feet.
How could he bear this, being bullied like he bullied others in the past?
"Captain Planck... Alas." Malik lamented, "If this continues, I'm afraid I'll have to see you soon!"
Then, the next second...
He opened his eyes wide in horror, as if he had seen a ghost.
"What, what's wrong, Boss Malik?" His subordinates were all shocked by his expression.
They thought that the leader had discovered this place and came here to raze the place.
But Malik could only stammer: "Ship, Captain..."
"Huh?" Everyone looked towards the coast in the direction of the sound.
I saw a ghost captain driving a small boat towards here at high speed.
This ghost is:
"Captain Planck?" Malik was so scared that he trembled. "I was just saying it casually. Please don't really come to pick me up..."
The subordinates panicked and soon shouted, "Run, Boss Malik—"
"We're having the Haunting Night here too!"
“…”
"Idiot!" The ghost captain appeared in front of him in an instant.
The familiar face and domineering aura instantly quieted the air at the scene: "Pick up your weapons, boys——"
"We should go home."
