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Chapter 584 Soul-Eating Night Strikes! Bluebird Flying Over the Rainstorm

"who are you?!"

Hilco asked Peter with a shocked look on his face.

"Peter Padrick."

Peter held Baobao in his arms and spoke calmly to Hilco.

"Are you from Zaun? Or from Piltover?"

With a dark yellow light flashing in his right eye, Hilco asked Peter.

"You can think of me as an Ionian."

Peter held Boom-Boom in his arms and took a step closer to the other party. "It seems that your glimmer is not so effective, Mr. Hilco. Not to mention against the people of Piltover, it can't even defeat my daughter."

Hilco looked at Peter cautiously, and while he was wildly guessing about this mysterious man whose strength he couldn't figure out, he said, "I never thought about defeating the people of Piltover. I just wanted them to see the power of the people of Lower City."

Seeing that Peter didn't seem to be going to attack him immediately, he regained his usual calmness and composure.

"Look at him, look at Fandel. Is the peace he humbly desires the best outcome? No, it is just a deception and betrayal, a betrayal of the people of the Lower City."

"The peace that Zaun needs is definitely not something that can be granted by a few people in the parliament with ulterior motives. In the eyes of the people of Upper City, Zaun is backward and not worth saving. This kind of 'alms' peace is the cheapest and most untrustworthy."

Hilco pointed at the silent Fandel at the other end of the corridor and said, "In their eyes, this is just a sewer that they can do whatever they want. The arrogance of the people in the upper city cannot be changed by peaceful means."

"Mr. Padraic, if you lived in Zaun, you would know if what I said is correct."

His eyes turned bloodshot, and there was a gloomy anger flashing in them.

"If Zaun wants to be independent, to rise, and to gain the same status and development rights as Piltover, it must first let the high-ranking councillors of Piltover 'feel' the pain from their own perspective, and let the dignitaries who have never walked in the dark know the horror of the night! Let Piltover know that Zaun is not Piltover's trash can, and that it will always have to crawl at the feet of the so-called superiors!"

Hilco's angry voice, which was almost like a roar, made Fandel, Milo and Riven all freeze in place.

After a while, Peter frowned and looked up, and asked him: "Even if the faint light makes the people of Zaun become inhuman?"

Hilco shook his head. "No, you are wrong. The people who live here are no longer human."

Peter fell silent after hearing this.

In some ways, he conceded that Hilco had a point.

This guy is indeed a villain who will do anything to achieve his goals.

He even used a drug-like glimmer to control a large number of Zaun citizens, making the already suffering Zaun people even worse.

He seems to be a revolutionary. He can do what Van der Leyen cannot do because he is more ruthless. He can fight for the treaty that Van der Leyen cannot fight for because he dares to think and do.

He is also a father. In the original world line, after he adopted Bakugo, one day he returned to the intersection of the Black Alley, returned to the statue of Vander, and confided his true feelings: he has now become like Vander.

The two former brothers made the same choice in the end in different time and space.

Regarding Hilco's attitude, Peter does not think that he is a purely evil person, nor a simply good person.

He also didn't think that killing Hilco here and now would solve Zaun's problems.

Taking a look at Bakugo in his arms, he decided to leave the problems in Piltover and Zaun to his daughters.

Maybe in the future it will explode and bombard the parliament.

This solution is actually not bad?
Shaking his head, Peter hugged the sobbing Baobao and turned to walk to the other end of the corridor.

"A warning, don't attack people in the dark alley again, Hilco."

Peter said as he walked towards Raven, Milo and the others, "Otherwise you won't be so lucky next time."

Walking up to Vander, Peter asked the frail man with swollen eyes, "Can you still walk, Mr. Vander?"

"I am still okay."

Vander thanked Peter with a difficult tone: "Thank you, Mr. Padrick."

"You're welcome. I also want to thank you for hosting Bakugo and Wei last time."

Peter stretched out his hand, and the silver divine energy condensed into a column of runes in the air.

Under the shocked gaze of Ike and Milo, the healing rune was created and cast by Peter on Fandel's eyes.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ike opened his mouth in shock.

"Mr. Padraic, is this magic?"

Ike mustered up his courage and asked Peter quietly.

"Yes, rune magic."

After Peter finished healing Vander, he reached out and touched Ike's hair.

"Let's go!"

In the corridor, Hilco watched Peter and his group leave.

His clenched fists slowly loosened, and the strong sense of unwillingness made his heart unable to calm down for a long time.

Looking at Peter's back, the expression on his face kept changing.

"Peter Padrick"

He whispered Peter's name.

"We'll see."

After Peter and his companions returned to the streets of Zaan, they soon realized that something was wrong.

The fog floating around became thicker and thicker.

Looking towards the sea in the distance, I found that the fog on the seashore took on a black form, faintly emitting an evil, corrupt and terrifying smell.

"Somewhat something is wrong."

Vander, coughing and covering his chest, said to Peter, "Some evil things have invaded here." Raven turned her eyes to the sea under the black fog.

The water was eerily quiet at night; the sea looked calm.

Everything was bathed in cold silver moonlight, but the terrifying thing was that this moonlight was gradually fading.

The moon is about to be strangled.

Between the moon and the person looking at it, the entire sky is occupied by a dark shadow.

Riven seemed to see dark tentacles groping in the black night sky in the distance, like a vicious storm given to life.

"It's Soul-Eating Night!"

Soon Fandel remembered something and his face changed.

"What is Soul-Eating Night?"

Riven first heard this name at the Christmas party, and now heard "Soul-Devouring Night" again, so she asked curiously.

Wei explained to her, "Legend has it that it is the Black Mist from the Shadow Isles."

"The souls that died in the Black Mist will be cursed and become part of the Black Mist forever... The Black Mist expands every year, devouring souls and attacking innocent people. Sometimes, the Black Mist will drift across the ocean - and the ghosts of the dead will wander with it."

Wei tells the story of Soul-Devouring Night that she knows.

Vandel listened to Wei's words and shook his head. "That shouldn't be the case. The Black Mist most often visits Bilgewater during the Harrowing. In the past, when it came to Zaun, it would only linger along the coast and never come onto land."

A look of shock appeared on his face. "I have never seen such a large and far-reaching black fog in Zaun."

"I What should we do?"

Milo asked stutteringly as he looked at the gradually spreading black fog.

He seemed to hear howling and screaming coming from the black fog.

While looking at the black fog, Fandel said to the others, "Hide in the basement, maybe we can avoid the harm of the black fog."

Seeing that the black fog was gradually spreading, Peter frowned, "Raven, Tom, take Boom Boom and Wei away from here, and follow Vander to the alley."

"But. Dad."

Riven's brows furrowed, "I'll go with you."

Worried that something might happen to her father, Riven refused to leave.

"I won't leave either!"

Baobao and Wei also looked stubborn and wanted to stay with Peter.

Peter felt a bit of a headache when he saw his three daughters refusing to leave.

He also wanted to see what the black fog of the Shadow Isles was like.

Unexpectedly, my daughters were determined not to leave me.

In desperation, Peter had to let Tom escort Vander and his group back to the alley, leaving his three daughters with him.

Zaun beach.

The dark shadow gradually encroached, like a huge mouth opened wide to swallow the darkness of the sky, attacking.

A bluebird with sky blue feathers flew past in the strong wind near the shore.

In the waters of Zaun, fisherman Tulie was driving a small boat, helplessly fighting the storm.

"Damn it, damn it, go away! Bastard!"

Looking at the black fog gradually spreading over the sea behind him, Tu Lie gritted his teeth and drove towards the shore.

As a former merchant mariner, he had passed through the eastern port of Bilgewater many times.

The prosperous trade in Piltover gradually made Bilgewater prosperous. This safe haven gave rise to many privateers who specifically targeted ships traveling to and from Piltover.

As he often traveled between Piltover and Bilgewater, he had naturally heard the story of the Soul-Devouring Night.

From the depths of the sea, the annual Haunting of the Shadow Isles visits Bilgewater.

But what he didn't expect was that he would also encounter attacks by the Soul-Devouring Night near the Zaun waters.

"No, I can do it. I can do it. This black fog is not scary at all."

Tulie whispered to himself as he steered the boat.

He tried his best not to look at the black fog that was howling behind him.

As far as he knew, although the Soul Eater was terrifying, the people of Bilgewater had begun to get used to its existence.

It is said that the people there are well aware that ghosts and evil spirits will be born on the horrible Shadow Island, and that they will gather together to form a dark storm that will sweep over.

Not only the people of Bilgewater, but also people in other places where the Soul-Devouring Night passed through learned to observe the call, learned how to endure its sorrow and anger and survive, and learned how to mourn those who were taken by the Soul-Devouring Night.

The sea water had numbed his feet, but he forced himself to forget the pain.

Blocking his ears to block out the wailing, he steered the boat hard towards the shore.

But soon, he found himself lost in the dark night.

When I was in despair.

Suddenly, he saw a sky blue bird flying over.

This was accompanied by a clear whistle coming from the dark night, which seemed to be guiding her.

"Is this a bluebird?!"

Tule was immediately shocked, "No, that's not right, this is the goddess Janna!"

(End of this chapter)