"You dare to be so rude to Gu's Queen. If you don't give your all, Gu Ke will really kill you."

The ruined king saw Jeno step by step out of the pool, and the tip of his sword kept moving with Jeno.

"Is it polite to point at others with a sword?" Jeno's fist and palms slammed, and his neck twisted around, and he seemed to have an attacking posture amid the banging sound of the joints.

Geno's decent boxer posture made the King of Defeated take it seriously. After a brief silence, the two rushed towards each other.

The devastated king saw Jeno's posture and thought he was going to punch, but he didn't expect that Jeno's real killing move was his eyes.

The sword edge of the King's Sword stabbed Jeno's eyebrows, but he did not make any defense, but just stared at the ruined king with his eyes wide open.

Geno's eyes emitted a dazzling white light, which attracted the destruction king's gaze in an instant.

The latter mechanically held the sword forward, but his eyes were firmly attracted by the white light and could not turn his body.

The light surged forward and approached the destruction king, and when he was immersed in it, he couldn't help but scream in pain. A warm current filled with the breath of life penetrated his body, which was undoubtedly burned by a fire for a dead soul.

His whole body was burning, in great pain, but he felt the temperature.

The fallen power in his body continued to peel and dissipate, and the rich and stubborn curse power would be purified layer by layer by layer by layer by layer by layer by white light.

A tall light and shadow floated out of his body, like two portraits corresponding to each other in front of the same curtain, swaying in the candlelight.

The figure was wearing gold and silver armor, wearing a crown, and the beauty was on the side, pointing at the sky with her sword, and was full of heroism. On her mature and handsome face was a pair of clear eyes, as if she saw a bright future.

But ironically, he became what he is now.

The ruined king looked up and saw his youthful appearance. Then he spread his arms and walked step by step towards Geno, as if he was about to melt into the divine light.

The Sword of the Defeated King fell out of his hand, lying on the ground, trembling and making a whine, as if resisting the abandoned fate.

The ruined king and his queen finally melted quietly in the white light, and never turned into black fog and returned to the death spring. The black barrier covering the giant pit also disappeared with his fall, and the King's Sword became a masterless thing again.

Due to excessive use of Naga Capolos's holy light, Geno's eyes were blinded and he could not see anything for a short time.

But he could feel the black fog accumulated above him suddenly sinking, bringing an extremely depressing feeling of suffocation.

Several black smoke rushed out of the black mist and fell directly into the Death Spring. Then Geno smelled the familiar evil smell in the air.

The sound of iron chains mopping the floor sounded, but what Geno thought of was not his own safety at the first time.

"No! Ezreal, snatch the King's Sword!" His vision seemed to be as white as it was exposed. Geno groped around, but he had no idea where the King's Sword fell.

After hearing Geno's words, Ezreal jumped out of the huge pit without thinking and slid down the hillside.

Threstone swung the chain and threw out the iron hook, and the target was indeed the King's Sword.

The iron hook was very fast, and the blind Geno even heard the sound of breaking the air.

But Ezreal was faster, and he had already started pouring energy into the gem when he jumped out of the huge pit.

He jumped and activated the magic in the gem. His figure had already appeared ten meters away, maintaining the leap movement, and successfully snatched the Threstone away before it hooked to the King's Sword.

Ezreal grabbed the hilt of the sword with his gloved hand, pointed the tip of the sword at Thresh, and said with a stunning power: "Devil, you have lost!"

"How is that possible!" He screamed in panic, retreated in disbelief, but he tripped himself and fell into the fountain of death. He lowered his head in a mess, as if he had lost his soul in an instant.

Just as Ezrel was smug, he suddenly raised his head, and a playful vicious green light flashed in his eyes.

"I actually have one in your hand, too." He laughed and grabbed a pitch-black sword from the black spring, which was exactly the same as the ruined King's Sword in Ezrel's hand.

"What's going on?" Ezreal was very confused and wanted to hand the sword to Geno to identify the authenticity.

"No need to test it. What you are in your hand is fake, it's just a small trick. The real King's Sword was in my hands long ago when the King of Defeat was liberated. Because we made a deal in advance..."

Just as Thresh said, the long sword in Ezrel's hand suddenly turned into a wisp of black mist and was lost.

"I..." He was shocked and couldn't say a word.

"What deal?" Jeno asked.

"I will give him liberation, and he will give me the sword of the king." Thresh said.

"So you put a trick on me, you asked me to save him, but I took the benefits myself." Geno gritted his teeth and said this sentence word by word, with white teeth creaking.

"Of course. I have tasted it all, your pain is as mellow as fine wine." Thresh took a deep breath and then laughed madly.

Lucian in the huge pit could not suppress his anger. The bullet poured out, but was easily blocked by a layer of light curtain.

Thresh, who got the King's Sword, is no longer on the same level as him.

Thresh smiled enough and said to himself: "Now, let's see what you have earned for me?"

With his sword, the black fog surged, and the roar of the dead came, and Karthas and his army of undead quietly emerged at the gate of the basement.

With another wave of the sword, the Death Spring was boiling, and countless undead knights surged out from it. Hekarim led him and quickly surrounded Geno and Ezreal in the center of the giant pit.

They formed a formation and formed a legion like a dead silently, silent like a demonstrator, but in fact they had become Threstone's puppets.

But he was not satisfied, he wanted some new changes.

When he waved his sword again, the black fog rushed into his broken cloak.

The Warden of the Soul Lock saw the wind rising, and his figure quickly became extremely huge. He stood in the entire giant pit, and even the deep-sea Titan was not as big as a palm.

The huge body size also brought a huge sense of oppression, and the endless resurrection of the undead made everyone lose their fighting spirit in an instant.

This battle has no chance of winning, and no matter how hard it is, it cannot escape the fate of being tortured by Thresh forever.

Thresh laughed, deafening.

Because the body size has become countless times larger, the sound has also been amplified a lot.

He bent his hands into claws and slapped at Geno, and five dry bone-like fingers formed a Netherworld prison, locking him and Ezrel firmly in it.

Geno was not panicked, maybe because he couldn't see his situation, but his heart was really calm.

"Thresh, do you know why I feel so distressed?" he asked.

"Aren't I deceived you and then blamed yourself in pain?" Thresh lowered his head and looked at this ant who was ignorant of the vastness of the world with interest through his fingers.

"No, I feel heartache for a friend I am about to die." Geno laughed in silence, and two clear tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes.
Chapter completed!