Legends of Runeterra

Without answering Thresh's sarcastic words, Karthus remained kneeling on the ground, reciting prayers respectfully and devoutly in a language that Thresh had never heard before.

The low and subtle prayer sound echoed in the secret room. Staring at the motionless back of Karthus, the soul fire in Thresh's eyes flickered quietly.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes...

When the prayers echoing in the secret room gradually died down, Thresh suddenly woke up.

"What...language is that!? Why am I..."

"Mr. Thresh, this is 'Ochen language', an ancient language that belongs only to the dead!"

Karsus stood up slowly, speaking in a gentle and polite tone, like a simple scholar who was ignorant of the world.

"'Ochen language'!?"

For some reason, Thresh felt extremely uneasy.

He was always steady, so he immediately chose to leave first.

"Okay, thank you for letting me know. I have something else to do, so I won't delay your prayers."

"Please wait, Mr. Thresh!"

A gentle voice sounded, and Thresh immediately used his strength to escape.

"Buzz~~!"

Green undead power rose up, and Thresh slammed into one of the walls.

There is a secret passage hidden behind it. After going through it and activating the magic circle, you will be instantly teleported to the Helia dock.

"Boom~!"

He hit his head against the wall, and the huge recoil force made Thresh retreat several steps.

"Shua~!"

Before Thresh even turned around, he swung out with his Soul Reaper Hook.

"Bang~!"

“Ding-dong~!”

The sharp hook hit the barrier around Karsas and bounced off into the ground beside him.

Something was wrong, nine out of ten things were wrong. The soul fire in Thresh's eyes was beating violently.

Although Karthus was freed from the Curse of the Ruin just like himself, his strength did not decline. Thresh saw from this barrier that the opponent's strength had strangely increased.

"Karsas, you...how can you have such strength!?"

“Haha~! Don’t be nervous, Mr. Thresh. This is just a small gift from my Lord.”

"Your...master!?"

"Yes."

Karthus nodded, and as Thresh watched, he knelt on his knees, his gorgeous and wide robes spread apart with his hands.

A skull as black as steel, with a cold and hard color under the green light of the soul fire, was slowly picked up by Karsus.

For the first time in his life, Karsus's skinny and hideous undead face revealed an incomparable piety, and a voice like an aria sounded.

"Mr. Thresh, please allow me to introduce to you the master of Mitna Lachen, the immortal lord of the underworld, who conquered the realms of the living and the dead. My lord, Lord Mordekaiser!"

"Buzz~~!"

Wisps of black, smoke-like energy rose up.

They gathered in mid-air and transformed into a pitch-black steel door.

It was like a person buried in a coffin underground suddenly waking up. Even with broken nails and bloody marks, he still scratched bloody marks on the heavy coffin in despair and unwillingness.

The pitch-black steel door was covered with dark red marks of this kind.

“Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!”

The indescribable heavy pressure caused Thresh's body, which was only left with bones, to crack.

"Hoo~!"

The fire of death suddenly erupted, and Thresh burned his own soul at all costs, trying to break free from Karthus's restraints.

"Squeak~ah~!"

There was a sound like dry bones being crushed, and the pitch-black steel door slowly opened.

“Praise my Lord!!!”

Karsus prostrated himself, his body trembling slightly with excitement.

"Buzz~~!"

In the darkness, ferocious claws with a faint green color, huge enough to hold an adult human, protruded from the steel door.

“No! No! Don’t come over here!!!”

“Crack~!”

The giant claw grabbed Thresh, and his screams stopped abruptly. Then Thresh was dragged into the Iron Gate without any resistance.

In the vision of Li En and Qian Jue, inside the pitch-black steel door, a figure nearly five meters tall, covered in dark and ferocious iron armor, was sitting on the throne, one hand wantonly trampling on Thresh's body.

The iron back of the chair extends steeply upward, turning into a spike pointing to the sky.

“Crack! Crack! Crack!”

“No! Aaaaaah!!!”

Once Lucian's nightmare, he is now like a little white rabbit caught in the claws of a tiger.

Amidst the shrill wails, both the soul and body disappeared, eventually turning into a ball of pitch-black mist.

"Despicable, cunning, tyrannical, an interesting soul, perfect to be used as bricks and stones under the throne!"

Holding the ball of mist in his hand, the ferocious figure slowly raised his head. Under the black steel helmet, his gaze, which was enough to freeze the soul of a being below the legendary level, seemed to have crossed the space and looked into Li En Qian Jue's eyes.

"Li En, don't be impulsive, that's..."

'Well, don't worry, I won't go there.'

The communication of souls was completed silently and instantly. After waiting for a while and finding that Li En and Qian Jue did not take any action, Modkaiser withdrew his gaze.

"Squeak~ah~!"

"Bang~!"

As the dark and hideous steel door closed, Karsas' figure disappeared in the secret room at some point.

The next moment, Li En and the others' vision returned to Qian Jue's soul world.

The first thing Qian Jue did when he opened his eyes was not to care about being shy because of the forehead-to-forehead hug between the two. He placed his two little hands on Li En's heart to sense it and asked at the same time.

"Are you okay, Lee En?"

"Don't worry Kindred, I'm fine."

"Don't move, let me check it first, that guy is..."

Qian Jue was halfway through his words when he suddenly paused.

"I know, it's Mordekaiser. Karsus even called out His name!"

"You... Oh, forget it, this is in my soul space, don't call out this name at other times, okay?

These four words come from the language of Ochen, which is the language He understood after death. Any life that recites this name will be sensed by this guy and will be subjected to a secret and terrible influence! "

"I see. Okay, thank you, Qian Jue. I will keep it in mind!"

Seeing Li En's serious promise, Qian Jue, who did not find any problems during the inspection, finally breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew his hands.

"Well...anyway, this guy controlled the Noxus region in ancient times. He had countless black magicians under his command. After his death, he was resurrected through some forbidden magic.

Even His second death was just a part of His plan!

So Li En, no matter what, you must be careful of this guy!"

"Yeah, I get it, Kindred. I promise, I will never come into contact with the other party unless you are by my side!"

Li En said, raising a hand that was wrapped around Qian Jue and swearing.

Staring at the dark eyes so close to her, a blush quietly appeared on Qian Jue's smooth and fair little face.

"That's good. Anyway, be careful..."

Looking down at Qian Jue's adorable appearance, Li En's heart moved, and he pinched her cheek gently with the right hand he used to swear.

"Yeah~!"

"Bang~!"