Lucian subconsciously blocked with his right hand, but the gun was slapped away by the undead's claw.

His left hand was about to shoot against the undead, but the ghost thing did not follow the rules to suppress his hand!

The two undead were entangled...

At this time, a dead soul with a broken hand ran over quickly, pulled off the glass bottle from Lucian's necklace with his own limb, and stood up and turned around and ran away.

It was the one that was blown away by Ezreal, it did not die!

Seeing that his companion succeeded, the undead who was stalemate with Lucian also let go of him, and quickly chased him on all sides, and instantly ran into the black fog and disappeared.

Lucian was still holding a gun in his hand. Seeing that he did not attack them, Geno let them go, he suppressed the idea of ​​cannons bombing mosquitoes.

There are too many doubts about this matter!

"Sorry, I missed it, are you okay?" Ezeril ran to Lucien and watched Geno reach out to pull him up from the ground. "These undead are so weird! If they hadn't run so fast, maybe I could have blown it to death..."

"I'm fine, but I'll have something to do soon. They snatched my remaining time away." Lucian touched his empty neck and reached out to grab the lost holy gun with a serious expression.

Only the sound of a soldering iron burning flesh and blood was heard, and the remaining half of Lucian's cold face showed an extremely twisted expression of pain, and he trembled and held the holy gun tightly in his hand.

Geno saw that the Holy Gun was resisting violently, but Lucian was a lunatic and never let go of death.

The sizzling sound soon became weaker, and Lucian regained control of the holy gun.

"Not only look strange, but also behave strangely... Why don't the undead attack the living, but cause trouble for you, the undead? And what do they want the Spring of Life? Isn't that thing just poison to ordinary undead?"

Jinx fiddled with her potted plants, and the black lines on the edge of the Queen's grass leaf were thicker than yesterday. She couldn't figure out what the undead were going to do. In her opinion, the deceased attack on living people was already a natural law like the sunrise in the east.

"Ahem, it's actually not the first time I've seen these little ghosts. I've encountered them before I became a dead soul. There were four of them, but because it was a head-on conflict, I was rushing to settle the score with Thresh, so I ignored their bodies. Unexpectedly, a month later, these little ghosts not only learned to ambush, but even predicted my attack!"

"It feels like there are more powerful beings manipulating them behind the scenes. Normally, the undead cannot go against their instincts." Sarah pinched her chin thoughtfully. Everything happened too quickly and too abnormal.

"No, they should not be undead, but I can prove that someone controls them. These little ghosts do not have fallen souls like undead, but are more like puppets or something..." Thinking of himself grabbing a lonely ghost hand, Jeno added.

"Do you think Thresh is controlling them? I think it created so many walking dead bodies with the dark holy relics in the secret library! No wonder these little ghosts didn't kill Lucian directly, but wanted to make him completely despaired and feel despair in the process... Such a torture method is quite like its style."

Ezreal nodded with confidence, then looked around in shock: "Maybe Threstone is staring at us nearby!"

"Ahem, I didn't smell Thresh." Lucian said confidently. He would never forget the decay smell of Thresh left in the air.

"The plan has changed, time is getting more urgent. I think we have to chase the two escaped undead immediately." Jeno knew exactly what the loss of the fountain of life meant to Lucian. Looking at Lucian who was coughing like a withdrawal reaction, Jeno asked worriedly: "You deliberately did not shoot the undead running behind. Is there any way to track it?"

Lucian raised his head, raised his eyebrows on half of the human face, and looked at Geno with a slightly surprised look:

"Yes, I inserted the silver needles used to purify the undead into its body while it was messy, which allowed me to find their nests by chasing the silver needles. Thank you for not destroying the only clue."

“Now is not the time to say this.”

"Ahem, come with me..."

...

Lucian took Geno and his men to an uphill mountain. Layers of black mist faded away in front of them, and a ruined ruin appeared in front of them.

Along the way, Geno found that there were fewer and fewer undead on the road, and when he arrived on the mountain, he could not see a single remains, only the black fog was still disturbed.

"The buildings here seem to be in the style of a temple!" Ezeril was knowledgeable and recognized the predecessor of the ruins when he looked at an eaves in front of the collapsed gate.

Several people crossed the bricks and stones on the floor and walked towards the temple with light steps.

After passing several corridors and before turning a corner, Lucian suddenly stopped and turned around and told the few people in a low voice: "We are here, the target is at the other end of the corner."

Geno nodded and asked the Demon Spirit to detect it first.

The demon puppet flew out of the corridor quietly. It flew back in about ten seconds, telling the demon spirit everything it found.

The demon spirit translated in the lowest volume: "There are four little ghosts at the end of the corridor, one of which had broken hands, guarding the entrance of a clinic. There is a small yard next to it, full of graves, and all the mounds of soil are inserted with shovels. The clinic has not entered, and the situation is unknown."

Although the translation was a bit uneven, several people still understood the message that the puppet wanted to convey.

"Now it is certain that this is not Thresh anymore. It will definitely not stay in a temple." Ezeril said afterwards, but no one paid attention to him."

When he heard the word "scraper" and thought of their temple, Geno suddenly figured it out.

When Lucian heard that there were only four little ghosts, he was impatient to rush over and kill them and get their bottles back, but was stopped by Geno.

"I think I know who is in the clinic," he said.

Lucian replaced the question with his eyes.

"If I guess correctly, there are probably Yorik, the only living soul shepherd on Shadow Island that lives for a long time. Those little ghosts who attack you can call them ghouls or Mist Walker. Although he has snatched your fountain of life, he should have no problem and there is no need to fight."

"What? Shadow Island can live in living people?!" Ezrel almost screamed in shock, but was stared back by the two women. Finally someone paid attention to him, but this was not something worthy of praise.

"I don't care what good things he wants to do, whether he is a human or a ghost. Since I have taken my spring water, I have to pay the price for it."

Seeing Lucian's tone firmly turned his head, Geno added: "You may not know what the Soul Shepherd represents, and I can't explain it clearly for a while. Stay behind and let me negotiate with him."
Chapter completed!