The Glory of Noxus.

"what is this?"

Miss Fortune looked at the pink coral hanging in front of her, her brows filled with doubts.

Illaoi looked pious, and an invisible and mysterious aura emerged on her iron tower-like body.

"The talisman of Nagakapoulos. It will guide you when you are lost."

"What I'm asking is, what is this?" Miss Fortune asked in a serious voice.

Illaoi shook his head slowly and spoke softly: "It's speechless, there is no other meaning."

Miss Fortune looked slightly hesitant when she heard this, but thinking about the upcoming Soul-eating Night, she finally nodded lightly.

She took the coral pendant, took off her three-cornered hat, and hung the leather cord around her neck.

Illaoi leaned close to her ear and whispered something.

"I don't think you are stupid, don't get me wrong."

She was telling the truth.

After Gangplank was deposed, Bilgewater became increasingly prosperous under Miss Fortune's governance.

The once chaotic scene gradually decreased. Each gang followed a certain order and would not kill innocent people.

This also led to many people beginning to believe in Nagakapoulos, and the number of believers going to the temple was also increasing day by day.

"Why do I care what you think?" Miss Fortune shrugged.

"Because a storm is coming," Illaoi said, looking over Miss Fortune's shoulder.

"You're not a stranger, so you'd better be ready and keep your bow to the waves."

After Illaoi finished speaking, he took his stone ball and left the box, leaving behind a very tall figure.

She left the Nine-Headed Rattlesnake Tavern and walked towards the Nagakapoulos Temple in the distance.

Miss Fortune withdrew her gaze and cast her gaze towards the sea.

In the ocean, a black fog storm has taken shape.

But that wasn't the direction Illaoi was looking just now.

At the end of the priestess's gaze was the location of Shadow Island.

"Is there anything different about Soul Erosion Night this time?" Miss Fortune murmured in a low voice.

After thinking about it, she looked at the ships on the harbor in the distance.

Siren!

Miss Fortune Sarah's ship is also the most powerful ship in Bilgewater now.

The huge pearl-colored sail was rustling in the dark night wind.

Sea of ​​Watchers.

The dark sea not far from the slaughterhouse.

A huge black ship was parked on the icy sea, with two huge black gun barrels at the bow.

Planck stood on the observation deck, looking at the slaughterhouse engulfed in flames.

"Are our people back?"

"We are all on board and ready to fight for you!"

Behind Plank, a fat, strong man lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, looking extremely respectful.

Frost, one of the top leaders of the Hook Gang, is now Gangplank's lieutenant.

The Hook Gang had already taken orders from Gangplank when they were working at the Slaughterhouse.

Although Plank took action in time to save the basic territory after being injured, his prestige was still greatly reduced.

However, Frost is extremely enthusiastic now.

Their captain is back, and the King of Bilgewater is back.

He would find the people who had bullied the Iron Hook Gang one by one, disembowel them and hang them on the mast.

"Not urgent."

Plank seemed to be aware of Frost's emotions, and a cold light flashed in his deep eyes.

"The Soul-eating Night is about to begin, and I'm looking forward to your performance, Sarah!"

"Turn the boat around and go to the area where the Baru people are."

Frost raised his head and said hesitantly: "They don't seem to allow people like us to pass."

"Don't worry, they won't stop me."

Plank turned around and looked over the cliffs, landing on an island hidden in the night.

Then he looked down at his iron prosthetic limb with an incomprehensible expression.

"This is my city!"

Many pictures appeared in his mind, causing Plank to fall into memories.

The wreckage of the Abyss is burning, and the nearby bay is covered with ships and wood, with green smoke rising.

The wooden houses on the pier collapsed one after another in the sea of ​​flames.

A burning sail floated down, almost dragging Gangplank back to the bottom of the water.

Sailors and pirates with fire on their bodies could be seen everywhere, screaming and jumping into the water from the dilapidated docks.

Smell of sulfur, dust, death, burnt hair and roasted skin

It's like the end of the world.

But Gangplank did not die. With the help of a group of tattooed teenagers, he escaped from the fire and left the dock.

In the dark alley, he saw these teenagers holding serrated spears, with wide-mouth pistols and club hooks hanging from their waists.

"They are Baru people, people from Nagakapolos Temple."

Plank recognized the identities of these people and breathed a sigh of relief.

Until you come to the Nagakapoulos Temple hanging high above the bay.

"Where is Illaoi? I want to see Illaoi!" Gangplank dragged his broken body and roared loudly.

He was unable to stand upright due to broken ribs, and one arm was waving in vain with only incomplete flesh and blood left.

"I'm here."

Illaoi strode down the stone steps and stared at the miserable old guy in front of her.

Although they ended their relationship many years ago.

But some feelings linger.

she once loved him

Idiot, old bastard!

"It was Miss Fortune. It must have been her who conspired with those sons of bitches to sink my ship."

Gangplank knelt on the ground, blood staining the ground red.

"I don't care about your ship." Illaoi shook his head slightly.

"Now you only need a canoe to go out to sea."

"This is my city!" Plank roared unwillingly.

The priests and guards around him were startled by Gangplank's sudden outburst.

They were shocked that Gangplank was so stupid. This temple had a history of thousands of years before his city, and it was unwise to act wildly here.

However, as an ordinary man, he actually shouted at the true being blessed by the gods.

And it's in the temple.

Anyone else would have had their knees smashed and thrown into the sea.

"This is my city!"

Gangplank roared again, spitting out angry saliva.

"She robbed my ship, she killed my people, she broke my arm. The rest of my belongings were revealed on the way here."

"Get out!"

Illaoi looked gloomy and walked towards Gangplank while ordering other clerics.

The last time I saw him was ten years ago.

Years of alcoholism and scheming have robbed him of his once heroic appearance.

"I just want this city, but if you don't support me"

Gangplank fell silent as his eyes met Illaoi's.